How could Chen Wanniang not understand Dai Achun’s meaning? In the past two months, she and Dai Achun have already had a fight once or twice.

Chen Wanniang smiled and said, "What's there to mind about this? We are all from Qingquan Village. It's a good thing for everyone to make money together."

"That's good." Dai Achun said in a slight tone. "I'm worried that if my family sells better than yours, you'll be angry."

"Don't be angry, if you do business, you should rely on your skills."

"One of the best words depends on your ability. Then let's go ahead." Dai Achun's chin was raised high.

Tian Rui is a serious chef who has learned how to help the chef. No matter how capable he is, he must be better than Chen Wanniang, a country woman.

Still laughing.

I'll see if you can still laugh in a while!

Seeing Dai Achun and the Huo family competed, Tian Rui felt really comfortable.

The person he hated the most in recent years was Huo Junan. Huo Junan was just a hypocrite, pretending to be a slut, and he was flirting with other people's wives in private. Bah!

The couple rarely have the strength to work together, and they are very hard-working.

"Fresh chicken soup, hot fresh chicken soup, big chicken leg chicken rice, everyone comes to try it."

Dai Achun shouted vigorously while steaming.

There are more and more guests watching.

"Boss, give me a bowl of chicken rice."

"Does the guest want a big bowl or a small bowl? The big bowl is twelve cents, and the small bowl is 10 cents."

One bowl after another of chicken rice was sold, and the two small tables at Tian Rui's stall were soon filled with people.

The owner of the porridge shop frowned, "This is really well prepared and affects our business."

Chen Wanniang is dawn.

The Tian Rui and his wife were obviously prepared, and at least they found out how she made her business inside and outside the village.

Now that they are driving to the opposite side, they can make money, and secondly, they want to attack her Chen Wanniang.

"Whatever they sell is their freedom." Chen Wanniang is much more optimistic, "Come on, boss lady, you can also move two tables out."

"good."

Two tables are placed at the door of the porridge shop.

Chen Wanniang moved out her own mushroom chicken, and when the lid was opened, she inserted the long-handled large spoon into the bottom and stirred it.

In this way, the strong smell of mushroom chicken suddenly drifted out.

The aroma of chicken and the umami of mushrooms are fully combined, and they are fragrant and fresh and make people salivate when they smell it.

This time, Tang Chenwanniang specially simmered it for longer, and the strong fragrance could be smelled halfway through the street.

It directly covered the taste of the chicken soup from Tian Rui's family.

"That's the mushroom chicken from the young wife last time."

"yes."

"Oh, her chicken is so delicious. Let's go and have a bowl of it. I'll treat you."

"Go."

"Boss, two bowls of mushroom chicken, two bowls of rice."

"Okay."

"And wow, let's have another plate of braised chicken feet. We are old customers, so give me more chicken feet."

"No problem, I'll send two guests away for free today." Today, the opponent was right in front of me, and Chen Wanniang was generous.

As soon as the mushroom chicken and braised chicken feet started, many guests attracted.

Dai Achun, opposite, saw Chen Wanniang having a customer, immediately shouted louder, "Fresh chicken soup, made and sold now, are all good ingredients. Come and try it if you pass by."

Chen Wanniang was not willing to be outdone when she heard the movement, "The mushroom chicken is here, the tender mushroom chicken, you can taste it first and then buy it without any loss. If it is not delicious, it won't be expensive."

When Xiao Yue'er saw the hard work of her mother selling, she ran out by herself and smiled and called out the passersby.

"Uncle, you can try my mushroom chicken."

"Grandpa, my mushroom chicken is so fragrant."

Xiao Yue'er has gone up, and Huo Chen can still make Xiao Yue'er compete. Even if he bit the bullet, he will join Xiao Yue'er.

Tian Rui looked at her son Tian Dalang and slapped her, "Look at what the child is doing, and you can shout as well."

In helplessness, Tian Dalang followed Tian Rui to sell with a big face.

At this time, both parties' transactions were very good.

But as time passes, the heights and the bottoms are separated.

The chicken from the Tian family is delicious, but the chicken from the Huo family is even more fresh, especially the braised chicken feet from the Huo family, which is too delicious.

The Huo family obviously has a lot more customers than the Tian family.

Tian Rui saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

"This won't work, there are more customers over there."

"It's so weird. Are they really delicious?" Dai Achun held a corner of the apron and suddenly said, "In this way, let's be cheaper."

Tian Rui opened his throat.

"Fresh chicken soup and chicken rice are affordable. Our chicken rice is now 8 cents a bowl."

"Are the Eight Writings a little too low?" Dai Achun whispered.

"You are stupid..." Tian Rui whispered a few words to Dai Achun, and started shouting again: "Eight articles, eight articles, eight articles, eight articles are just a bowl of chicken rice."

With this shout, many guests ran over there.

"Let's go, let's go to have a meal there, the meal there is cheaper."

"It's true. We ordinary people can save a few pennies."

As a result, everyone who had already entered the porridge shop ran over again.

The owner of the porridge shop slammed the towel on the table and said angrily: "Brother Huo, look, weren't they intentional? I just had ten quotas, but now I've been eight quotas."

"We can't let them steal our deal." The boss lady said, "Madam Shen, why don't we cut the price too."

Shen Wanniang was much calmer, and her eyes fell on the bowls of chicken rice that were diagonally facing the table.

"Mom." Huo Chen suddenly ran over and tiptoed and said something to Shen Wanniang.

Shen Wanniang nodded, "You, I've gone with me."

"What did you mother and son say?" The owner of the porridge shop didn't understand at all.

"Brother, come here, I'll tell you, you're like this." Shen Wanniang muttered to the owner of the porridge shop again.

After saying that, the owner of the porridge shop took off his apron and got into the crowd soon, while Shen Wanniang continued to sell it at the original price.

Huo Junan smiled lightly, not surprised at all about Shen Wanniang's calmness.

After a while.

I heard that the stall in the Tian family was in chaos.

It was Tian Rui who was pushing and shoving after being young.

"What are you doing? Why did you do it?"

"Why can't you do it anymore? Are you doing this? Refund the money!"

"Why should I refund the money? You have eaten all the food and you still have to refund it. Do you spit it out?"

"Your second uncle's are also chicken rice. When I ate it just now, you sold ten cents. You sold eight cents in a while. Are you immoral? Hurry up and spit out the two cents out for me!"

"I won't retreat, what do you do to me?"

"Master, don't make trouble." Dai Achun saw that the situation was wrong, so he quickly grabbed Tian Rui, "We are here to do business, not to fight. If you do this, aren't you going to make fun of you?"
Chapter completed!