Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon Chapter 482: This Shop Won’t Last

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Li Zhu and his mother approached Aunt Zhang’s table and took their seats. Turning to Li Hua, Li Zhu ordered, “Sister Hua, could we have a bowl of the shop’s signature spicy soup each, along with two fried dough sticks and two portions of braised at?”

Li Zhu had been engrossed in his studies recently, spending little ti in the village. Upon learning of the Lin family’s new shop during his New Year’s visit, he had made a special trip with his mother.

Li Hua brought them a pot of tea, instructing, “There are cups here. Help yourselves to the tea.” She then retreated to the kitchen, returning shortly with the items they had ordered. As most of the food was ready-made, their al was served swiftly.

Noticing the shop wasn’t particularly busy, Li Hua decided to bring a cup of hot tea outside. Gu Zi had been tirelessly welcoming and bidding farewell to custors on her own, and Li Hua thought she could use a drink.

Outside the shop, the scene was bustling. Every now and then, soone would approach Gu Zi to inquire about the prices. However, after getting their answers, most would leave without further ado, so even complaining about the prices being too steep.

A middle-aged woman had just asked about the prices and imdiately began to grumble, “Even after the discount, it’s still so expensive. How can ordinary folks like us afford it? This is a town, not a city. Your prices are comparable to those in the city! Selling at such high prices in this location, tsk tsk…”

Gu Zi accepted the cup of tea from her sister-in-law, took a small sip to moisten her throat, and then calmly responded to the woman, “Our prices are set scientifically, referencing market standards. We have not overcharged our custors by a single penny, and we can say that with a clear conscience.”

“As for whether this is a town or a city,” she continued, “I’d like to ask, how many breakfast shops in the city have you eaten at? Have you tried our breakfast here?”

The middle-aged woman stood with her arms crossed, an air of arrogance about her. “Of course, I haven’t eaten at your place,” she said dismissively. “Who knows if it’s worth it. I’ve eaten plenty in the city, though. My husband takes there every week. Don’t think that just because we’re from a small town, we haven’t seen the world.”

Gu Zi, maintaining her calm deanor, responded, “You haven’t tried our breakfast, so how can you say that our prices can’t be the sa as those in the city? Moreover, we’ve taken geographical factors into account. Our prices are actually lower than those in the city. The price we’re offering is indeed fair to our custors.”

She continued, “Before opening this shop, I made a point of trying many breakfast and braised at shops in the city. I believe our unique flavor is worth the price. Of course, we’re not forcing anyone to buy. If you think the price is high, you’re free not to patronize us.”

As Gu Zi conversed with the middle-aged woman, murmurs spread through the crowd. “It’s already past seven,” one villager comnted. “Breakfast ti is almost over, and only a few custors have co in. I bet this shop won’t last. Pretty won are only good for looking at, not for running businesses.”

Another villager chid in, “Your laughter is a bit too much. The owner’s husband is Su Shen, after all. Even if you don’t respect her or the Lin family, you should respect him. But it’s true, all this fanfare for just a few custors is laughable.”

“Did you see the kitchen?” another villager interjected. “There were several large plates of braised at. They were piled up like a small hill. They won’t be able to sell all that.”

“Why don’t we go in and ask Li Hua for so?” another suggested. “They won’t be able to sell it all anyway. They might as well give it to us. They can’t expect to sell it tomorrow, can they?”

Seeing the lack of business in the shop, so villagers were already considering taking the braised at for themselves. The Su family was wealthy, after all. If they gave away the at, it wouldn’t hurt them.

Those who thought this way saw nothing wrong with their intentions. However, so townsfolk felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing this. They didn’t want to see the shop succeed, but they wouldn’t stoop so low!

A few townsfolk, unable to bear the conversation, moved away, leaving a path for newcors. A group of refined-looking individuals approached, led by a woman wearing glasses. She exuded an air of intelligence. She asked a passerby, “Excuse , ma’am, is this Sister Hua’s Gourt Shop?”

The woman addressed straightened up at the sight of the cultured group. She brushed the dust off her clothes and suppressed a laugh at being referred to as ‘ma’am.’ She never thought she would be addressed so elegantly. “Yes, it is,” she replied, holding back her laughter. “What brings you here?”