A few people started speaking up following Zhang Dongmei's lead.
Seeing that some were siding with her, Zhang Dongmei immediately wore a smug expression: "Su Xiaoxiao, we're all colleagues here. You can't rip us off like this. This duck product is more than half bone. I reckon it's worth at most fifty cents a pound."
Su Xiaoxiao wasn't upset, she smiled at everyone: "No worries, these are homemade braised flavors. I just make a little for the labor, so if anyone thinks it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it."
"While fresh duck is indeed not costly, I have to add several types of rare spices to marinate, so the cost naturally goes up."
"Yeah, Xiaoxiao's braised flavors are really delicious. I've never had anything this good,"
Zhang Yulan chimed in timely, then hurriedly said to Su Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, don't mind them, save two pounds for me first."
Qin Shuang also squeezed out of the crowd: "Xiaoxiao, don't forget my three pounds."
