sinovels Chapter 20 Soy Milk Promotion
Chapter 20 Soy Milk Promotion
one night.
Zhang Cong's wife was responsible for taking care of the two children, while Chen Yuan and Zhang Cong drank and chatted.
Chen Yuan also took this opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction.
Both of them drank quite a bit.
Early the next morning.
My alarm clock went off right on time at 3 o'clock.
Chen Yuan did not experience the splitting headache, nausea, or vomiting he had anticipated.
He couldn't help but marvel at how useful the system's tools were; they could even be used for hangovers.
Chen Yuan got up and began his busy day.
The shop door opened.
The stone-paved roads in the old neighborhood are still damp with dew.
Chen Yuan found a white foam board and wrote two lines of text on it with a red pen.
[Fresh pork buns, three yuan each]
[Beauty Soy Milk, 3 Yuan a Cup]
Then the foam board was hung outside.
inside the house.
The soy milk maker was bubbling and emitting white steam.
The aroma of soybeans mingled with the meaty fragrance of steamed buns, gradually spreading outwards in the cool breeze.
Wearing a mask, hat, and arm sleeves, Chen Yuan did look much cleaner and tidier.
After the soy milk was cooked, Chen Yuan poured out a cup and tasted it.
It has a rich bean aroma and a mellow flavor.
Moreover, there are no residues, saving the complicated process of filtering soybean residue.
I don't know if it's psychological or something else.
After drinking it, Chen Yuan felt that his skin did indeed become smoother.
Grandpa Zhang and Grandpa Xu were still the first to arrive.
Chen Yuan immediately made his recommendation.
"Sir, I've got some soy milk here. It's good for your skin. Would you like a couple of cups? It's really fragrant and rich, I guarantee it's different from what you usually drink."
After being exposed to the fresh meat buns these past few days, Grandpa Zhang and Grandpa Xu have become die-hard fans of Chen Yuan.
Upon seeing the price of the soy milk, they ordered three cups each without hesitation.
Then he happily walked away with the steamed buns in his hand.
The two of them just left.
A group of elderly women practicing Tai Chi sword appeared in Chen Yuan's field of vision, dressed in matching outfits.
A rare opportunity.
The target customers are right in front of us.
Chen Yuan would not give up any opportunity to sell.
He shouted at these people.
"Ladies! I have freshly ground soy milk and big steamed buns with meat. You must be hungry after practicing all morning! Why don't you buy some for breakfast?"
Everyone immediately looked at Chen Yuan.
Taking advantage of this lull, Chen Yuan shouted again.
"This is made from old soybeans, it has a particularly fragrant, rich, and thick flavor, and it will even improve your skin after drinking it. I guarantee you'll look 18 again at 80!" My wife laughed heartily!
The aunties laughed when they heard the word "GG," and then they all walked towards Chen Yuan.
The aunt leading the group is surnamed Wang.
Wearing a dark purple tracksuit, she smiled and looked Chen Yuan up and down.
"This vegetarian restaurant has changed owners. Are you new here? How many days has it been open?"
"Today is only the fourth day since we opened."
The other woman, an older woman wearing glasses, wasn't focused on that.
"What kind of soy milk is this? It can even improve your skin? It's only three yuan. If it really could improve your skin, I'd sell it for 30 yuan."
Chen Yuan smiled and took out the glass he had drunk from.
Use a spoon to scoop up the layer of skin that has formed on top.
"I'm not bragging, but our soy milk is exceptionally rich, and look, it's already formed a skin after just a short while. It's definitely made from good soybeans."
"Besides, you're so beautiful, you're perfect for our beauty-enhancing soy milk! I guarantee you'll drink it every day, and you'll get younger and younger!"
"Ladies, you should also try our fresh pork buns. They're incredibly delicious, and we use fresh pork that we buy every morning. The taste is absolutely amazing."
Chen Yuan kept calling her "sister," which made the old ladies very happy.
One by one, they generously donated money.
After receiving the steamed buns and soy milk, Aunt Wang said jokingly.
"Then it's settled. If my skin doesn't improve after drinking this soy milk, I'll definitely be asking you for help."
"Haha, okay."
"Alright, we're leaving then."
With that, Aunt Wang and her Tai Chi sword team members disappeared.
These people had only walked a few steps when a young girl came along.
She was wearing a black suit and a pencil skirt. Although her figure wasn't towering, it was still beautifully curvaceous and had a unique charm.
She wore light makeup and had her hair tied in a high ponytail, looking both professional and refreshing.
"Boss! What do you have here? Give me one right away!"
"Those evil capitalists! They sent a message in the group chat at 4 a.m. saying they had to go to the company for a meeting early. They don't sleep, but we do!"
This girl's name is Wang Xiaoya. She graduated from university not long ago and just moved here. This is her first job.
So it's just empty complaining.
Chen Yuan, a former office worker, expressed deep sympathy and understanding.
He asked, "Are two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk enough?"
"That's enough, that's enough."
After Wang Xiaoya swept the money over, she noticed the sign hanging there.
"Beauty soy milk, will it make you prettier?"
"No, but your skin will improve."
Wang Xiaoya gave Chen Yuan a deep look and said helplessly.
"False advertising is illegal, boss."
Chen Yuan said with a firm gaze.
"I'm not making false claims; you'll know once you try it."
Wang Xiaoya took the soy milk and steamed buns, turned around, and complained in a very low voice.
"People these days will do anything to make money. Tsk tsk tsk, if drinking soy milk could improve your skin, beauty salons would have gone out of business long ago."
She glanced at her watch.
"Oh no! I'm going to be late!"
Wang Xiaoya didn't have time to complain anymore and immediately took off running.
If we're any later, we'll miss the bus!
Chen Yuan's mind started to wander as well.
He's planning to create a "corporate slave meal plan".
Oh no, I mean working breakfast.
The term "corporate slave breakfast" sounds awful; it makes you feel so pathetic that you don't even have the strength to hang yourself.
The contents are two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk. If you buy them individually, it costs 9 yuan, while the set meal costs 8 yuan.
This can boost sales.
Before I could think about it, a lot more people arrived.
In addition to some regular customers, a lot of new people came, most of whom were referred by regular customers.
An old man carrying a birdcage strolled over at a leisurely pace.
He glanced up and looked Chen Yuan up and down.
Without saying anything, they started with a series of evaluations.
"Not bad, not bad. Wearing sleeves and a mask, they look quite clean. Their hygiene is quite good."
What good food do you have at your house?
"Give me one of each, I'll take it home to eat."