He Wenlin immediately contacted the manufacturer and ordered the hot-selling car and packaging box.

He Ling only wanted two hundred packaging boxes for the first batch, which is two boxes. That's too conservative. Manufacturers would have to pay for their own delivery, including the cost of several boxes and their own fuel. They wouldn't come to deliver.

He Wenlin then gave He Lingyun two boxes from her own stock, since she would just charge her the purchase price.

As soon as the hot-selling car arrived, He Wenlin notified He Ling.

As soon as the car arrived, He Ling immediately ordered six trays of chiffon cake and ten trays of patterned cake from He Wenlin.

He Wenlin won't deliver if you order too little; it's not worth it to make a trip there and incur gas costs.

The hot-selling truck arrived at 10 a.m., and she also ordered 50 boxes of egg rolls. He Wenlin asked the food factory to deliver them to her around 5 p.m. When delivering the egg rolls, she also asked them to pick up the hot-selling truck boxes, packaging boxes, and cake boxes from the cake processing factory.

The cake cost 366.4 yuan, but He Wenlin charged her 366 yuan. The egg roll cost 325 yuan, plus the cost of the hot-selling cart, packaging box, and the 500 yuan deposit for the baking pan. In total, He Wenlin charged her 1,850 yuan.

He Ling was both getting a discount for herself and for He Wenlin, so He Wenlin came along with the factory's delivery truck. She also hoped that He Ling's business would be booming, so that everyone could benefit.

He Ling wanted to explore new avenues, and her father, He Yongping, came to help after get off work.

The four of them helped set up the stall.

With more people working together, the stall was set up by six o'clock.

There weren't many people around at that time, so He Wenlin went to her own cake shop first and planned to come back later.

Around seven o'clock, the night market started to get crowded.

He Yongping was absolutely too proud to open his mouth and shout, to help collect money, pack things up, or anything like that.

Wearing a mask and gloves, He Ling carried a box of cakes cut into small pieces and enthusiastically called out to customers, offering them free samples.

With free samples, He Ling's stall was immediately surrounded by customers.

When He Wenlin and her family of three arrived at 8:30, He Ling's cakes were already sold out!

"I was too conservative with my order," He Ling said, feeling both happy and annoyed.

After deducting the losses from today's tasting and the cost of packaging boxes, the net profit for today's cake is 110 yuan.

In a month, that's at least three thousand!

He Ling felt incredibly wise and capable; the decision to sell cakes was definitely the right one!

She's the only one in the entire night market!

Of course, it was also fortunate that I listened to He Wenlin's advice to sell this kind of square cake.

He Ling excitedly said, "Linlin, tomorrow I want eight trays of chiffon cakes and fourteen trays of patterned cakes."

After saying that, He Ling pressed a few keys on the calculator and then paid He Wenlin 502 yuan.

Because the cakes have a short shelf life and He Ling wanted a large quantity, He Wenlin did not accept verbal orders. She required payment and written proof before production could begin, to avoid future disputes.

No matter how good the relationship is, one thing is one thing.

He's father habitually kept receipts and a pen in his bag, and immediately wrote a receipt for He Ling.

He Wenlin said, "From now on, if you want to order a cake, just go to Cake Shop No. 1 and place your order. Pay them in advance. You must place your order in advance, otherwise the factory will not be able to produce it in time."

"I understand."

...

For the next four days, He Ling's business got better and better, with more and more cakes ordered each day, especially patterned cakes. This product had a higher profit margin for He Ling, and it was cheaper than chiffon cakes, so most customers bought it.

You can tell from the fact that it used to be ten plates on the first day, but now it takes eighteen plates a day.

He Ling became a hit selling cakes at the night market, making so much money in a day that He Hui, He Xing, and others who also did business at the night market were extremely envious.

He Na lost all interest in going to work and was determined to start her own business.

She's going to sell cakes at the night market too!

"Did you find a stall at the night market?" He Wenlin asked her. "Or did your brother clear out the space he's currently using to sell glutinous rice balls so you could sell cakes?"

He Na's face was sour: "My mom told me to just go to work and stop thinking about anything else."

Although He Na works at the second branch of the cake shop, she is familiar with the people at the first branch. With just a few inquiries, she can find out how much He Ling spends on purchasing goods each day, and then easily calculate her daily profit based on her selling price.

Knowing that He Ling could earn nearly two hundred yuan a night just from selling cakes, He Na lost all interest.

She also wants to earn several thousand a month.

"Linlin, what should I do? I don't want to work anymore, I want to make a lot of money! Can you give me some advice?"

"I don't have any ideas. You can go back and discuss it with your parents."

He Wenlin dared not give her any advice. She had tried to persuade her to work hard, save some money, and gain some social experience. But she wouldn't listen to anything else. She wanted to make a lot of money. Who doesn't want to make a lot of money?

If this idea turns out badly, I'll end up being the bad guy.

Having received no useful reply from He Wenlin, He Na left dejectedly.

...

Besides He Na wanting to sell cakes, Peng Liang also wants to sell cakes!

Peng Liang heard from He Wenjun that He Ling's night market business was booming. He happened to have a stall near the antique street in the evenings, so he went to the night market to take a look.

Goodness, seeing her business, I was incredibly envious. The next morning at around six o'clock, I came to Caijiang Village with my partner to find He Wenlin.

He knew He Wenlin had started school, so he came early to make sure he saw her.

As she always said, He Wenlin won't deliver goods if the minimum order quantity isn't met.

However, He Wenlin had to deliver goods to the city square and the supply and marketing cooperative supermarket in the morning. If they set up a stall on the antique street, which is closer to the city square, he could pick it up himself at the cake shop, or have it delivered to the designated location in the morning.

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