northernbook Chapter 303: Would you like to be the Queen of Papa?
Chapter 303: Would you like to be the Queen of Papa?
Awang frowned and raised his voice and said, "Just tell me whether you want to sell it or not, don't talk too much! If you don't want to sell it, we will go next door." There was a hint of impatience on Awang's face.
The boss was startled when he saw that they were two teenagers, and then he said, "My store is a time-honored brand, and it's not cheap!" The boss straightened up with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
"Hmph, so what if it's an old brand? As long as the price is reasonable, we can naturally accept it." Awang crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"How much money can you two young boys have?" The boss curled his lips with a look of disdain.
Awang stepped forward, approached the counter, and said loudly, "Don't worry about how much money we have, just name a price first!"
The boss straightened his back, held out a hand, spread his fingers, and said firmly, "One hundred and fifty taels of silver! Not a penny less!"
When Taohua heard this, her eyes widened and she exclaimed, "That's so expensive! How dare you still bid so high in this world!"
"The walls of Pingyang County have collapsed. The Shang Kingdom might attack us one day. By then, your shop will be worthless and you won't have a penny!" Taohua became more and more excited as she spoke.
"Hmph, war? Who knows when that will happen! I'm a time-honored brand, it's worth the price!" The boss retorted with his neck stiff.
Taohua sneered and said, "Just wait and see, you will regret it then!" Taohua glared at the boss fiercely, pulled Awang and was about to walk out.
Awang suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at the boss with a firm gaze, and said, "Boss, I will only offer eighty taels at most, please think about it again!" Awang's eyes revealed his determination to win, and no one dared to refuse him, the eldest son of the Chen family.
After hearing this, the boss shook his head without hesitation and said in a firm tone: "One hundred and fifty taels, not a tael less! Get out if you don't have the money!" The boss's face became very ugly, and his tone was tough, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Eighty taels is already a lot. Business is so difficult in this world. Your store will be empty anyway." Awang took two steps forward, trying to persuade the boss.
"Hmph! I said one hundred and fifty taels. Stop bargaining with me. Just leave quickly and don't delay my business!" The boss waved his hand impatiently and ordered them to leave.
Awang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, don't regret it!" Awang glared at the boss fiercely, turned around and left the pastry shop with Taohua.
Awang and Taohua looked at each other, understood each other, and then walked towards the shop opposite with firm steps.
The bun shop across the street, its door tightly shut, looked especially deserted. On the door, a slightly worn piece of paper fluttered in the breeze, with the word "For Sale" scrawled in crude handwriting.
Awang walked over, gently peeled off the note, and examined it carefully for a moment. Taohua stood aside, her eyes scanning the closed doors and windows of the shop and the deserted streets around it, secretly speculating about the situation of this bun shop.
Awang walked forward, raised his hand, and knocked hard on the closed door of the bun shop.
"dong dong dong"
After a while, a thin man opened the door. He was half asleep, and his face showed a hint of displeasure at being disturbed.
Awang quickly handed over the note in his hand, with a smile on his face, and asked politely, "Boss, how much is your shop?"
The thin man glanced at the note that Awang handed over, looked Awang up and down, and said slowly, "Hmph, can you afford it?"
Awang said to the boss with a determined look, "Try to give me a number. Maybe I can accept it."
The boss was silent for a while, his eyes flickering, as if he was calculating the price in his mind. He finally said, "Fifty taels." The boss's voice was a little low, and he stared closely at Awang's reaction.
When Wang heard this, his face lit up with surprise. Without hesitation, he patted his boss on the shoulder and said excitedly, "Deal!"
"Boss, you are such a straightforward person. Let's sign the agreement right away!" Awang's eyes were shining with excitement, as if he had already seen the scene of King Baba becoming famous all over the world.
Half an hour later, the boss quickly packed up the donkey cart and the scrap metal that he treasured.
Awang held the house deed tightly in his hand, and stood at the door of the bun shop with Taohua, discussing their next plans in a low voice.
"Taohua, now that we have taken over this shop, we have to plan it carefully." Awang's voice was slightly low, and he tapped the title deed lightly with his fingers as he spoke.
Taohua nodded slightly and replied, "Brother Awang, I will do whatever you say." Taohua was full of trust and dependence on Awang.
"In my opinion, we should first clean this shop and then rearrange it..." Awang kept talking about his ideas, and Taohua nodded in agreement from time to time.
Finally, Taohua tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling as she added, "Brother Awang, Mom said sweet potatoes are cheap. Think about it, since sweet potatoes can be made into sweet potato flour, maybe they can also be made into sweet potato cakes. And most importantly, sweet potatoes are much cheaper than rice."
"If we can make new dishes with sweet potatoes, with low cost and sell them at a lower price, we will definitely attract a lot of customers." Taohua became more and more excited as she spoke. Her breathing became slightly rapid, and she looked at Awang with anticipation.
"Besides, in today's world, everyone is short of money. Who wouldn't want to buy something cheap and delicious?"
After hearing what Taohua said, Awang's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Taohua's idea: "Taohua, your idea is really good! Let's go back and work together to make more sweet potato cakes."
"Okay, Brother Awang, I believe we can make delicious and unique sweet potato cakes." Taohua responded happily.
Awang waved his fist excitedly and said, "Besides, Taohua, I've already thought about it. Our shop will be called Baba King!" Awang's voice was loud and powerful. Baba King was his first pot of gold.
"Baba King? That's a really catchy name!" Taohua giggled. "It makes you think our baba must be super delicious."
"That's right, we want everyone to know the title of Baba King and make our sweet potato baba famous throughout the county!"
Awang looked at Taohua expectantly and suddenly said, "Taohua, would you like to be the Queen of Papa?"
Taohua's smiling face froze for a moment, time seemed to stand still at this moment, only the breeze gently brushed the corners of their clothes.
After a long while, Taohua seemed to recover from her shock. She lowered her head slightly, a shy blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears. She twisted the corners of her clothes tightly with her hands and said in a voice as small as a mosquito, "I do."