Chapter 325: The Opening Day of Ma Xiaonan (5)_1
Fearing that everyone might misunderstand and think she was exploiting the situation for blackmail, Lin Yuan added a sentence, "Of course, if after tasting you find the flavor unsatisfactory, or if you dislike this kind of pastry, you are not obliged to buy it. At Rice Flower Fragrance, we absolutely do not engage in forced buying or selling or in blackmailing anyone."
Upon hearing her assurance, everyone felt relieved at last.
The woman who had just tried the wife cake hurried to spread the word: "Try before you buy, and no obligation to purchase? What are you all waiting for? I can guarantee with a slap on my chest that the pastries here are truly delightful! Come on, boy, let me try this Osmanthus Cake. Hmm, good, I’ll take a pound of Osmanthus Cake! And don’t forget a pound of wife cakes for me too."
With Lin Yuan’s promise and the woman’s enthusiastic promotion, many ladies also picked up pieces of pastry from Liang Zi’s tray to try for themselves.
Once they tried, a substantial number decided to fork out silver to buy pastries.
Liuzi, while weighing the wife cakes for the woman, couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. The lady boss really knows how to sway people. What old wife’s making are they talking about? It’s clearly made by Uncle Wang, but of course, it was the lady boss who taught Uncle Wang.
As more people started buying pastries, Meng Liangdong found himself busy with work.
Despite being a scholar, Meng Liangdong was quick with calculations, but it was his first time acting as Mr. Accountant. Although Lin Yuan had specifically tutored him on the duties of Mr. Accountant in the two days before opening, the increase in customers now left him somewhat flustered as he started to make errors, sweat beading on his forehead before long.
Mo Sanniang, who was packing pastries for the customers, couldn’t bear to watch and took the initiative to walk over with a smile, taking over the package from the complaining lady.
"Madam, please wait a moment. Our Mr. Accountant is so busy that his fingers are sticking to the abacus and can’t be pulled away," she said.