Inside the yurt.
Ranch employees kept placing beef sauce on the table.
More and more people were buying it, and soon, the quantity of beef sauce was running out.
Zhu Huo went to the cold storage truck to fetch two boxes, placed them on the ground, and said to Hadan and Bugude, who were collecting payments at the front:
"Almost sold out! Less than 10 boxes left."
Hearing Zhu Huo's words, everyone else was surprised.
"So soon?"
Jiang Feng was also inside the yurt, but he was resting while sitting down.
Ma He lamented: "We've been busy from the moment we set up the stall, so it's normal to sell this fast."
Hadan, who always had lots of ideas, looked at Jiang Feng and suggested with a smile:
"Manager, I think next time we should set the price higher, at least 100 yuan per bottle for such good beef sauce."
"It's only 60 now; the price is too low."
Hearing this, Jiang Feng waved his hand and said:
