Yu Lanzhu’s milk tea has small taro balls and pearls added to it.
The full cup looks very pleasant because of the added ingredients and a very smooth bamboo chip placed in the cup.
Easy to use with the additions below.
Yu Lanzhu took the milk tea and sipped it cautiously at first, but after one gulp, the wonderful taste made her unable to stop.
I quickly drank up a cup of milk tea, and then I ate all the pearl taro balls in it.
After drinking the milk tea, Yu Lanzhu couldn't help but think about it.
But he was suddenly awakened. That country bumpkin could come up with such a brilliant idea. Maybe this is what Brother Xuan likes about her?
Didn't Brother Xuan come out of the store yesterday?
She knows that Brother Xuan is different, and the woman he likes may be this kind of maverick. Although she has a good family background, for Brother Xuan, she still relies on her family.
Should she open a shop like this country bumpkin?
The snowy day ended with a bustling milk tea shop. Even though I prepared the ingredients again at noon, they were all used up in about the same time as yesterday.
They also quickly cleaned up the situation and went in.
Li Xuemei didn't expect to be able to go home from work so early.
But before she left, Song Chen told her, "Bring some labels when you come tomorrow, and tell your brother by the way, if you have time, I will leave my labels to him to write, and the price will still be the same as before.
, if he is willing, he will ask you to bring a message."
"Okay girl, I'll talk to my brother when I get back."
Early the next morning, Li Xuemei came to work with the label written by her brother. She also told Song Chen what her brother meant, and her brother was willing to continue taking over the job.
Song Chen was naturally happy. It was not easy to meet such a satisfied person.
Today is the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, a small year.
The two-day free delivery has ended, and payment officially starts today. A cup of milk tea costs ten copper coins, plus one coin for adding pearls, and one coin for adding taro balls.
Compared with the price of tea, this price is not expensive.
Early in the morning, Song Chen also asked Liuweizhai to bring some snacks, Dafu, cup cakes, and some shortbread cookies.
About 60% of the guests who drank free milk tea in the past two days became customers, and some of the guests came here because of the reputation.
They are also willing to try new ways to eat snacks that are introduced by people in the store.
Business on the first day was better than expected.
But they just close the shop after buying all the good stuff here.
At this time, they all understood the reason why Song Chen offered two days for free. It seemed like he was at a disadvantage, but in fact he was not.
Shopkeepers Zhong and Cui felt like they had learned something new.
When they did the accounting in the evening, they discovered that they had sold more than 180 cups on the first day.
A cup of milk tea costs five cents, plus pearl taro ball snacks and other items, and it cost nearly three taels of silver in one day.
The tea used to make milk tea is almost all oolong and black tea. When I asked Ping and the others if they knew the price of this tea, Song Chen said it was not worth it.
Of course they believe it. If you calculate it like this, you can earn at least two taels of silver in one day!
Easily a few hundred taels a year.
"Girl, this milk tea business is really good, especially during the Chinese New Year. We can make a lot of money."
Wen Ping looked at the pile of silver on the table and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed to slits.
Qiu An was much calmer than Wen Ping, "Our girl's workshop makes much more money than this, why don't I see you so excited?"
Wen Ping chuckled and said, "This is different. I am involved in all the money earned by the milk tea shop. I share the glory and weal."
Qiu An rolled her eyes angrily.
Song Chen smiled, "What a person who shares weal and woe. I plan to open milk tea shops in surrounding counties and towns starting next year. You and Qiu An will be responsible for this matter. By next summer, you will
Know what it means to make money!”
Milk tea is an industry with low and peak seasons. What they have achieved now is just because of its freshness. By the time summer comes, they can earn a year's worth of sales in just one or two months.
When the two of them heard what Song Chen said, they suddenly became excited.
How much money do you need to make a year to open so many milk tea shops?
Especially since the girl still asked the two of them to take charge of this matter, they felt so happy that they almost fainted.
In the past few days, Yu Lanzhu has also become a customer of the milk tea shop. He sends someone to buy it for her every day, but a different person goes there and Xiaoxiang is not asked to come forward.
In the past few days, she had tried almost every flavor in the milk tea shop. She really fell in love with this thing and started thinking about this business.
The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is the last day of business for the milk tea shop.
Notices have been posted, and everyone is rushing to come and have a drink on the last day of business.
Song Chen also expected this and asked them to prepare twice as many things as usual.
When the door was closed, everyone was so tired that they couldn't even stand upright.
"I've worked hard on you these past few days. I'll give you a day off from tomorrow to the sixth day of the Lunar New Year."
The business has been very good these days. Shopkeeper Ping Zheng and others are working very hard, and Song Chen can see it.
After packing up everything that night, Song Chen called them to have a meal together, and then began to pay them their previous wages.
"Xuemei, this is your wages for the past few days. Please click on it."
"Wen Ping, this is yours."
"Qiu An, this is yours."
Shopkeeper Zheng and Shang Qiao had already told them about their wages before Song Chen said they were people who would work wherever there was need.
Wenping and Qiu An are different. They used to work with Song Chen and get paid, but now they work in the milk tea shop and get the same wages as Li Xuemei.
All three of them earn 600 yuan each.
Qiu An and Wen Ping worked a few more days than Li Xuemei, and Song Chen also counted the previous training time for them.
Li Xuemei took her share of wages and her eyes turned red instantly.
This was the first time in her life that she had made money. She had heard others say how hard it was to make money, and she also knew that her father went out to find work every day and worked so hard that he could only earn 20 dollars a day.
She is very grateful that she has this opportunity and can earn this money.
"Girl, thank you."
She sincerely thanked Song Chen.
"You deserve this." She knew that Li Xuemei had been working hard these days, which once again proved that her vision was correct.
Wen Ping and Qiu An didn't take it, "Girl, we don't get paid."
They are different from Li Xuemei. Li Xuemei is a hired person and the girl is her employer, but to them, the girl is their master.
"You don't need wages? Why don't you need wages? Don't you have any work?" Song Chen asked with a smile.
"We, we belong to the girl, why do we still need wages?" Wen Ping looked at Song Chen in confusion, as if she really didn't know how to answer this question.
Song Chen was amused by her words, "Yes, yes, you are my people, and my people cannot be mistreated. This is your wages. Once you take it, treat it as a deposit for yourself."
dowry."
"Girl, what are you talking about?"
The two of them were blushing because of Song Chen's dowry.
Song Chen knew that women in ancient times were thin-skinned, so he didn't continue talking.
Then he took out a red envelope from the box on the side and said, "This is a New Year's gift for you. Since you are in the town, it is easy to buy anything, so I will be more practical and give you the bonus and you can buy it yourself."
After saying that, she placed three red cloth bags in front of shopkeeper Zheng and his wife and Li Xuemei.
The New Year is something that only comes once a year, and Song Chen's New Year's gift is quite sufficient. Li Xuemei just came over to work, and Song Chen gave her one or two whole silver coins as a New Year's red envelope.
Shopkeeper Zheng and Shang Qiao have five taels per person.
Because it was a welfare, the three of them did not open it on the spot and accepted it gratefully.
In the few days since the milk tea shop opened, they have made nearly twenty taels of silver. After paying out their bonuses and wages, there will still be some leftover.
After arranging things here, Song Chen took Wenping and Qiu'an back to Beiguan Village. From the time he was preparing to open the business to now, Song Chen only went back twice, and each time he was in a hurry. Wenping
He and Qiu An have always lived behind the shop and never left.
But now that he was back in Beiguan Village, Song Chen couldn't rest.
It's already the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. In previous years, people in the village would be preparing to celebrate the New Year, but this year they are still working. The workers in the workshops don't have a holiday until the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Just like the milk tea shop, it runs from the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month to the sixth day of the first lunar month.
Tonight Song Chen is going to get the wages and benefits of the workers in the workshop for a year ago and distribute them early tomorrow morning.
In the past two months since the workshop started working, it has brought Song Chen an income of three to four thousand taels every month, and this is only on the surface. The hemostatic pills she makes in private are even more substantial.
In the past few months, Song Chen has changed from a penniless man to the richest man in Beiguan Village. In addition to the big house, there are many silver ingots in the space.
There are more than 50 workers who still have half a month to settle their wages before the year ends, and Song Chen has to decide the amount of red envelopes for them based on their respective positions.
Most of the workers' red envelopes are twenty taels of silver. Since last month, each workshop has promoted a person in charge. Song Chen's red envelopes for these persons in charge are five taels of silver each.
In addition to these, Conghai and the others also need to pack ten liang each for the Chinese New Year.
My brother wants to pack twenty taels.
Grandpa and grandma twenty taels.
Mom and dad each need to pack fifty taels.
Uncle doesn't need to give it.
Master Li regards money as dirt, so she is ready to give him something else that interests him.
Looking at the account book in front of him, Song Chen's heart ached.
Three to four hundred taels of silver were scattered like this after the New Year.
But I feel sorry for myself, and the money should be spent. She is not a stingy person. Others have worked hard for her for so long, so she must have a good year, right?
Take a good rest for a few days and continue to work hard for her in the coming year.
The benefits they can create are definitely more than what she sends out. Just imagine, if there are no workers in the workshop, how can she make those things?
Even if she could do it, what would she say when others asked?