Because there were ticket inspectors at the exit, some people with sticky fingers would place items back after picking them up, likely scoping the place out for a better opportunity next time.
In a self-service supermarket, with no salesperson following around, any pro could lift items almost effortlessly.
Of course, this being a newly opened supermarket and without knowing the background of the owner, they didn’t dare to make a move.
The first day saw a large influx of customers, but there were enough staff who had been trained, so everything went quite smoothly.
"Sister-in-law, we really admire you. You said you’re the boss, but you just sit at the entrance, aren’t you worried? Like, going inside to check things out or whether they’re familiar enough or not."
This was their first time seeing such a calm store owner.
"Brother Cheng told me to sit tight and not to wander off. If someone were to bump into my stomach, all the supermarkets in the world wouldn’t be worth it."
She would have gladly sat at the entrance if not for Ye Cheng’s strict instructions to not roam around, or else she’d have to face the consequences; she was actually keen to go inside and take a look.
After all, it was her own supermarket; being inside would allow her to directly understand the customers’ reactions and feedback.
"Okay, pretend we didn’t ask." Upon hearing Xiaofeng’s words, Lele chuckled, "There we go eating dog food again."
The term ’single dog’ also came from her, and at the time, Fangzhou and he were foolish enough to ask her what it meant. After hearing the explanation, they realized she was poking fun at them for being single and not having girlfriends.
’Single dog’ was indeed a fitting term, much nicer to the ear than the blunt ’bachelor’.
Xiaofeng smiled as a lady approached with a ticket in hand. "This is where you can try your luck for prizes, right? What kind of prizes do you have?"
"Eggs, towels, laundry detergent, electric fans, and more."
"A hundred percent winning rate?" That sounded quite curious.
"Yes, there’s a hundred percent chance to win, but prizes vary. Whatever you draw, that’s what you’ll get," Xiaofeng explained patiently.
"Alright, I’ll give it a shot," the lady said as she reached into the draw box and pulled out a marble that only had the character "Third-class" on it.
The "Third-class" signified a third-class prize, and her prize was a packet of laundry detergent.
"Looks like my luck isn’t too bad; I just ran out of laundry detergent at home." The lady walked away pleased with her packet of detergent.
Across from the supermarket, on a certain floor of a newly built high-rise, Fen Lou looked at the bustling crowd opposite, squinting his eyes, asking Buzz Cut beside him, "Old Gan, I thought this Su Xiaofeng was going to renovate, but she completely changed the business model instead."
"Boss, what’s this "baccarat self-service supermarket" about? Is it cheaper than ours?" Old Gan hadn’t heard of a self-service supermarket before, and was a bit confused at first, not understanding what it really was.
"Based on the name, it probably means people choose their own products," Fen Lou wasn’t too familiar with this new model.
"Boss, why don’t we go over and take a look, see what this is all about?" Old Gan was eager to try.
Looking at the lively and cheerful shopping of the people across the street, he too wanted to check it out.
"Let’s go take a look at what Su Xiaofeng is up to," Fen Lou nodded and headed downstairs with Old Gan, "It looks like they’re not concerned about our presence at all."
"Exactly, not old but certainly ambitious."
"We’ll see how ambitious when we deal with her personally."
"Boss, are you thinking of...."
"We’ll eventually get to know each other, just thinking of introducing ourselves a bit earlier," Fen Lou said with a light smile.
Old Gan looked at his boss’s smiling face, which always seemed to smile like a fox.
Fen Lou and Buzz Cut walked separately, one in front and the other behind. As soon as Old Gan entered, he began looking for his target.
He headed towards the less crowded areas, where the bigger items were located. Since these were expensive, some people would just glance and walk away, while others would look at the price tag and leave immediately.
Electric fans, trendy coal stoves, pressure cookers, and cookware were all available, indicating a well-stocked selection.
Glancing around and seeing no one, he swiftly pocketed a few bars of soap into his jacket, looked around again, and, noticing no one had spotted him, continued browsing as if nothing had happened.
Ye Cheng, wearing a work uniform and cap, looked like a slightly more handsome young man at first glance, not particularly eye-catching.
Buzz Cut’s swift actions quickly caught his attention, and he followed discreetly behind him.
Observing Buzz Cut picking up a box of cookies afterward, checking the price, and then lining up at the cashier to pay, appeared quite ordinary.