"Gu Nian, don’t think you can do whatever you want here just because of my cousin!" Zheng Shaochen was furious.
Lin Sanshui, initially pleased to see Gu Nian standing firmly superior, panicked when Zheng Shaochen grew angry, "Niannian is a child who doesn’t know how to speak properly, Young Master, don’t be upset, we can negotiate the price."
In fact, those atballs aren’t purely at, at most only one-third is at, the rest is flour. Selling them at a price much higher than at is really quite unscrupulous.
He agreed to the price yesterday only because he thought Zheng Shaochen was being unreasonable about the smoked sausage.
After listening to Lin Sanshui’s words, Zheng Shaochen instantly showed a satisfied smile.
However, before he could fully grin, he heard Gu Nian say, "Since Mr. Zheng said so, then I’ll rely on Nan Jinyu to do as I please. The price for the three types of atballs will not be reduced by even a single cent. If you don’t want them, I can go to other restaurants. I refuse to believe I can’t find another partner besides your Qinglin Restaurant!"
"You... you dare to directly address my cousin by na?" Zheng Shaochen never dared to call Nan Jin Yu by na!
Gu Nian only guessed that Nan Jin Yu’s identity was not simple, but did not know the specifics.
Seeing Zheng Shaochen’s cautious deanor, a thought suddenly ford in Gu Nian’s mind, "Why are you so nervous? Could it be... your cousin is a prince who’s fallen from grace?"
Otherwise, why would Zheng Shaochen be so afraid of him?
"Silence, are you not afraid for your life? You cannot discuss a prince!" Zheng Shaochen hurriedly angrily said.
Even if his cousin was favored by the emperor, he was still not a legitimate prince. If Gu Nian’s words were heard by sobody with intentions, wouldn’t that harm his cousin?
Lin Sanshui also quickly reprimanded, "Niannian, do not speak recklessly."
As he spoke, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
This child, daring to speak both good and bad things, is far too bold.
"Young Master, Niannian is still young and naive. Please be generous..."
"That’s enough, that’s enough. I’ll consider the atball matter; for now, you should leave." Zheng Shaochen didn’t dare let this girl stay any longer, uncertain what shocking words she might say next.
Gu Nian: "..."
Alright, she underestimated the ancient tis’ reverence for imperial power.
It seems, for her own safety, she must be extra careful with her words in the future.
This is nothing like the modern era, as a small farm girl she has no money, no influence, and even less rights.
After leaving Qinglin Restaurant, Lin Sanshui seed to be talking to himself, "Our atball pricing is indeed high, what if we go back and tell the Young Master, and lower the price a bit?"
After all, no matter how good the atballs are, they have to be sold to make money. The smoked sausage has been researched at ho and can’t be reduced in price; if the atballs don’t sell, the family’s inco will be cut off.
However, they’ve earned quite a lot from selling smoked sausage these past few months; they aren’t short on silver for the ti being.
Seeing Lin Sanshui wavering, Gu Nian quickly grabbed him, "Dad, lowering the price is impossible. At worst, we’ll sell to others; Qingshan Town is not limited to just one Qinglin Restaurant!"
Her price wasn’t set randomly. It’s sothing never seen before, tastes great, so selling it at a high price is normal.
Moreover, Zheng Shaochen could earn several tis the profit with just a turnover.
Zheng Shaochen is truly wasting such a good family background; he’s actually a short-sighted guy.
When he’s eating at, he won’t even leave a mouthful of soup for himself, and there isn’t only one wolf in this world. Why should she hang on to just one Qinglin Restaurant!
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