Back to the farmhouse: the hunter lady is beautiful and charming

Chapter 245 What kind of consolation is this?
The vendor obviously didn't expect that Shen Feiyan's first reaction after eating his own cold noodles was to ask if he sold bean paste, and he felt a little unconfident for a while.

"You don't think cold noodles taste good?"

Shen Feiyan is fair and to the point.

"good."

"However, compared to Shen's cold noodles, the taste is still far worse."

The merchant's face turned red.

"Are you here on purpose to find fault?"

Shen Feiyan raised her eyebrows.

"Why do you think so?"

Vendor, "..."

Is this not obvious?

"Boss, bring me a large serving of cold noodles, and add a little more of your Doubanjiang. Don't be reluctant, it will be tasteless if you add less Doubanjiang!"

A customer came over skillfully and sat down. After ordering a bowl of cold noodles, he noticed that Shen Feiyan and Liu Xi were both surprised and embarrassed when they saw their faces.

"Boss Shen, Boss Liu, why are you here?"

She looked at the cold noodles in Shen Feiyan's hand again.

A clear line flashed across his eyes, he should be here to spy on the enemy, the guest who thought he had guessed right thought twice in embarrassment but politely.

"Your cold noodles are really delicious, but I can't stand the cheap price of this cold noodles."

"If only you could make it cheaper."

"I promise I will never come here again, and I will only buy cold noodles at your house!"

Only then did the merchant react.

There is a guilty feeling of stealing from others and being caught on the spot, "No wonder... you only praised my Doubanjiang for its deliciousness, and you deliberately humiliated me, right?"

"It's true that your family sold the cold noodles first, but you didn't say that others can't sell them, did you?"

The guest couldn't help but interject.

"Boss, your house did sell Doubanjiang before..."

Vendor, "..."

Shen Feiyan didn't want to argue with this trader, some things can't be solved with words alone, it would only be a waste of words, not to mention she really didn't take this matter too seriously.

Give me the money for a bowl of cold noodles.

Looking at the guest again, he smiled and said, "You often eat out, so you should be considered an expert. Naturally, you can tell the difference between the two cold noodles."

"My cold noodles are worth the price."

"What do you think?"

In other words, price cuts are impossible.

How could she lower the price of her cold noodles in order to compete with a vendor whose taste was inferior to hers?Some customers care more about the price, while others care more about the taste.

Radishes and vegetables have their own preferences.

Shen Feiyan took another two mouthfuls of cold noodles, and left the rest to Liu Xigui.

Liu Xigui, "..."

Luckily it wasn't sweet this time.

The two left after eating, completely ignoring the vendor. This attitude of being underestimated, even ignored, made the vendor furious.

Pointing at their backs and cursing.

"You are too domineering."

"I sell the cold noodles first, so I won't let others sell them too? Why can't I sell the cold noodles I made with my own stuff?"

The guest who had been sitting there eating cold noodles before could clearly hear the conversation between the two parties.

"..."

I endured it but didn't hold back to interrupt.

"Boss, they didn't seem to say they wouldn't let you sell it, did they?"

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

The peddler felt even more shameless, but it was not easy to shake face with the regular customers in the store.
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After walking for a while, Shen Feiyan said with emotion, "If recipes can also be registered at the Yamen, wouldn't today's incident not happen?"

She didn't pay much attention at first.

But that vendor's food was so ugly that she gave up her plan to buy some bean paste back home.

Liu Xigui comforted, "Now it's cold noodles, but in the future it may be braised pork rice, stinky tofu, or even hot pot. You need to get used to it sooner."

Shen Feiyan, "..."

What consolation is this?
The blow is more or less the same.

Liu Xigui continued, "We can't control what others do, but I believe that what we cook will always taste better than others."

Shen Feiyan regained her confidence.

"Ok!"

"Just be yourself! It doesn't matter how others imitate it, no matter how similar it is, it won't be the same after all. What's more, they can't figure out what some ingredients are."

(End of this chapter)