Finally, when the other party took the initiative to speak, Yang Xuan knew that the matter was half done.
After all, he has never done this before.
But having never done it before doesn't mean he doesn't understand it. While eating noodles just now, he had already thought up the routine in his mind.
"It's like this. Shopkeeper Zhou and I jointly hold the shares of this noodle shop. I am six and he is four. Miss Guan can use that shop to become a shareholder. No real estate deed is required. She only needs to give us the shop for free. In this way, we
I can give Miss Guan half of the shares."
"Half percent?" Ms. Guan obviously thought it was too little: "Mr. Yang, you said before that you wanted me to turn a loss into a profit. It's half a share. How about it take years and months to turn a profit?"
Yang Xuan smiled slightly: "Miss Guan, how much do you think my noodle shop can sell for if it is resold?"
Speaking of this, Miss Guan became a little more serious: "After my general observation just now, this shop can earn about five or six thousand taels of silver a day. According to a conservative estimate of three years to pay back the capital, it is probably worth 6,000 taels of silver.
In business terms, if the price exceeds this price, I may not consider it.”
"No, no, no." Yang Xuan stretched out an index finger and shook it: "Miss Guan, this is not how the account was calculated."
Yang Xuan turned around and took an abacus from the shelf next to him, which he used every night when settling accounts with Shopkeeper Zhou.
"First of all, according to what you said, the value of this shop is six thousand taels of silver; secondly, there is also the brand value of this shop, Weijixian Noodle House, the fried noodles sold by my family are sold throughout Yingtianfu, and even in Dasheng.
The Chao Dynasty is also unique. Do you think if we open three or five branches in Yingtian Mansion, will we still have business and spread it to the entire Dasheng Dynasty and open thirty or fifty branches?"
"What's more, if we open ten or eight branches in Yingtian Mansion alone, plus the Qinhuai River area, there is no problem at all."
"Hiss..." Miss Guan took a deep breath when she heard this.
Her family has been in the silk and satin cloth business for many years, and has branches all over the country. Her family's time-honored brand really cannot be measured simply by money.
This noodle shop seems to only earn five or six taels of silver a day, but if it really opens branches all over the country...
It’s terrifying to think about it.
"Ms. Guan can also use the property deed of the shop to become a shareholder, and we will give you 10% of the shares."
Guan Yunrong originally valued the entire noodle shop at 6,000 taels, but the price Yang Xuan gave was the shop worth 3,000 taels in exchange for 10% of the shares. In other words, Yang Xuan valued the noodle shop at 30,000 taels of silver.
A noodle shop is valued at 30,000 taels. Anyone who hears this will think Yang Xuan is crazy.
But after hearing Yang Xuan's analysis just now, Guan Yunrong hesitated.
In fact, she is quite optimistic about this noodle shop, but the problem she faces is the loss of the previous silk shop.
With a full 20,000 taels of silver, in less than two years, only goods worth 2,000 taels and the shop were left.
If you don't want to go back to get married, you have to make up for this loss in a short time, so that the clan elders and others in the family have nothing to say.
Seeing Guan Yunrong's troubled look, Yang Xuan also understood what she was worried about: "Miss Guan, you have to know that what you bought is the shares of all Weijixian Noodle Houses. No matter how many branches are opened in the future, you will have your shares.
"
"Of course, I also understand that you are eager to make up for the previous deficit. In this way, if you add another three thousand taels, I will give you a total of 20% of the shares, and I guarantee that within one year, your dividends will not be less than 20%.
Wan Liang."
Six thousand taels, making 20,000 taels a year?
The first thought in Miss Guan's mind was: cheating, this is definitely cheating.
But looking at the bustle of people downstairs, if it is like what Yang Xuan said, opening ten or eight branches in Yingtian Mansion, then twenty thousand taels a year is not impossible.
After all, the income of five or six taels a day just calculated was because this noodle shop is too small, and the shop in Qinhuaihe, if renovated, can accommodate at least three or four times more customers than this.
The prosperity on the other side of the Qinhuai River is more than ten times greater than here.
Otherwise, give it a try?
Anyway, if you don’t give it a try, you can only go back and get married. If you give it a try, everything will be easy. If it doesn’t work, you still have to go back and get married. What could be worse?
"Then as Mr. Yan said, I will buy 20% of the shares."
Guan Yunrong's courage was revealed at this moment. With a shop worth three thousand taels and an additional three thousand taels of cash, the decision was made in less than ten minutes.
"Then I wish us a happy cooperation." Yang Xuan smiled and stretched out his hand.
However, Guan Yunrong looked at him without knowing why.
"Oh, haha." Yang Xuan reacted. He didn't know what shaking hands meant. He quickly explained: "This is the etiquette in our hometown. If both parties reach an agreement after consultation, then they must shake hands."
A move is almost a deal."
Yang Xuan said, and wanted to retract his hand. Although the defense between men and women in this prosperous dynasty was not so particular, after all, she was still a girl who had not yet left the court. It was really a bit abrupt to rashly offer to shake hands.
But before Yang Xuan could retract his hand, he saw Guan Yunrong's delicate and snow-white hand stuffed into Yang Xuan's palm.
"Then it will be a pleasure to cooperate."
Guan Yunrong smiled brightly, as if the flowers were blooming in spring.
Then Guan Yunrong went back to prepare the money, Yang Xuan prepared the contract, and each said goodbye.
Shopkeeper Zhou, who had been dazed the whole time, finally came to his senses at this moment.
I originally wanted to rent a shop today, but not only did I get a shop without spending any money, but I also got an extra three thousand taels of silver?
"Brother Yang, the 20% share you just mentioned..."
"What? You don't want to?"
"No, no, I mean, you just said that with 20% of the shares, you can earn 20,000 taels a year?"
To be honest, shopkeeper Zhou was shocked by this number.
If the two achievements are 20,000 taels, then he still has 30% of the shares. Doesn’t that mean he has 30,000 taels?
Or just make 30,000 taels a year?
This figure, let alone one year, before this, he had never thought that he could earn thirty thousand taels in this life.
"Can't Brother Zhou trust me?"
"No, no." Shopkeeper Zhou waved his hands hurriedly: "I mean, what if I don't make 20,000 taels?"
"Brother Zhou." Yang Xuan patted Shopkeeper Zhou on the shoulder and pointed to the horizon: "People must have dreams. Since we have set this goal, we must work hard to move towards this goal and achieve it.
Only then will life have meaning."
For a moment, shopkeeper Zhou's eyes seemed to have something extra in them.
Yes, life must have a goal to be meaningful.
According to his previous noodle shop, after a year of hard work, he could calculate how much money he could earn. Although he had no worries about food and clothing, he always felt that something was missing.
But now, he has a new goal in life. Zhou Changsheng, who is in his forties, seems to have a second spring, and his whole person is in high spirits.
Yang Xuan on the side just laughed, drawing cakes is just a basic skill.