Chapter 251 Please tell me in detail
"They're almost sold out, and even the rock sugar snow pears have been sold out."
Sang Yongjing opened the lid of the barrel and showed it to Sang Yu. At this time, only a shallow layer of bottom was left in the barrel.
Sang Xingjia was a little curious as to why so many people came over just after Sang Yu went out for a while.
"Little sister, how did you manage to get so many people to buy milk tea?"
Sang Yu chuckled: "Hehe, the secret cannot be revealed."
Qianqian kept it a secret, and waited until Sang Xingjia, Sang Yongjing and even Liu Mao all looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to give an answer.
She recounted everything she had done.
Actually, it’s very simple. Their milk tea tastes good, but it just lacks an opportunity to spread its fame.
People who drink tea and listen to books in teahouses like to listen while drinking something. They have drunk a lot of bland tea, but this is the first time they have seen milk tea.
Coupled with the influence of the people around, everyone who likes to follow the trend and fit in with the group all wanted to try what the milk tea tasted like.
"Yu'er, your idea is great. From now on, we can just set up a stall in front of the teahouse. We'll definitely sell out in no time."
After hearing her words, Sang Yongjing was overjoyed. The two teahouses sold out the milk tea they brought in a short time. Would they still have to worry about not being able to sell it in the future?
"No." Before Sang Yu could say anything, Sang Xingjia shook his head to reject the proposal.
She looked at her elder brother with some surprise. She didn't expect that he had such good business acumen and knew not to do this.
"Why not?" Sang Yongjing looked at him puzzled.
Sang Xingjia first glanced at Sang Yu, and seeing encouragement in her eyes, he tried to express his opinion.
"Teahouses already sell tea and other drinks, so our milk tea is in natural competition with them. It's fine if we set it up far away, but if we really set it up right at the door, we'll probably be chased away."
Driving them away was already a relatively kind move. Anyone who could do business on this street had to have some background and support. If you angered someone, you might be gone in no time.
"Brother, what you said is very right, but…" Sang Yu nodded to confirm Sang Xingjia's opinion, and then said, "But we will sell it at the entrance of the teahouse tomorrow."
"ah?"
Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia were dumbfounded for a moment. Didn’t they just say that they couldn’t go?
"Don't worry, I guarantee nothing will happen." Sang Yu smiled mysteriously, asked the two to continue watching the stall, and went to the bookstore to buy some paper and pen.
It is said that only rich people can afford to go to school these days.
Not to mention the tuition fees for attending school and private school, even buying a set of the cheapest writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone cost Sang Yu a full five hundred coins.
Although the location factor has a certain influence on this, the bookstores on Qinghuan Street do not sell the lowest quality items, so the prices are relatively high.
But even if you buy it somewhere else, it will cost at least three or four hundred coins.
Pens, ink, paper and inkstone are consumables. Depending on how quickly they are used, they need to be replaced and replenished from time to time. Ordinary families cannot afford them.
"Hey, little sister, you bought paper and pen. Are they for my younger brother and Xiao Zhao?" Seeing the paper and pen in her hand, Sang Xingjia quickly took them.
"Well, buy one and everyone can use it first, and buy more when needed."
The two children can read and write, but they don't really need to practice calligraphy. She bought this mainly for -
"Writing a storybook?" Sang Xingjia's face was full of questions. Why did they suddenly talk about writing a storybook?
"Hey, big brother, don't worry about what it says. Just remember what I tell you when we get back."
Sang Yu went to listen to the storyteller tell stories and also went to the bookstore. Of course, it was not just about the sales of milk tea.
A cup of milk tea costs twenty cents, and after deducting the cost but not including labor, you can earn about twelve cents.
The buckets they brought were large buckets specially made for selling skewers. Each bucket was filled with almost 50 liters. Assuming that one cup of milk tea is 500 milliliters, that would be 100 cups.
He could earn 1,200 wen a day, and with the rock sugar and snow pears he sold, his daily profit was 1,500 wen.
This number is definitely not small, but for Sang Yu, it is far from enough.
She had already inquired about the prices of restaurants and hotels in the city. Not to mention the hotels, that was not something she could dream of at the moment.
Just take restaurants as an example. A small shop with an area of about 30 to 50 square meters would have a monthly rent of 20 taels, or 240 taels a year.
The money spent on renting for a year is enough to buy it. Add to that the investment in decoration and personnel costs, you need to have at least 300 taels of silver in your hand before you can think about opening a store.
How much money does Sang Yu have on hand now? Less than fifty taels.
If she wanted to save up 300 taels by selling milk tea, it would take a long time, and there was no way she could take out all the money to open a shop as soon as she saved 300 taels.
What if someone gets sick or something unexpected happens and the family can't afford a penny? You can't just go to the Shen family to borrow money.
So she had to think of other ways to make more money, and writing storybooks and cooperating with teahouses was a good idea.
This Daying Dynasty was unknown to those who came from later generations. Consequently, many stories that have been passed down for many years in later generations are not mentioned here.
She was able to take advantage of the opportunity to be a plagiarist and bring those familiar stories from history here.
Sang Xingjia looked at her suspiciously. A storybook...will anyone really read this thing?
It’s not that he looks down on Sang Yu, it’s just that the current era is like this.
Most of the storybooks circulating on the market were written by pedantic Confucian scholars who failed to pass the imperial examinations. They are all full of fantasies about love and private transactions.
Any rich lady who has read a few books would look down on these. He was afraid that Sang Yu would be frustrated if what he wrote was unpopular.
"Why hasn't Liu Mao come back yet? If he doesn't come soon, we won't wait for him." Sang Yu simply stopped arguing with him. The truth of the story would become clear once she told it.
Speak of the devil, and he appears. Sang Yu had just casually mentioned Liu Mao to change the subject, but when she looked up, she saw him coming back.
"How is it? Is it done?" she asked anxiously. She couldn't help but be anxious. One hundred coins a day was not a small amount.
Liu Mao nodded gently: "Okay."
"How did you do it?" Sang Yu was a little curious. Simple persuasion or bribery would not make someone who had developed the habit of taking bribes suddenly stop.
"Cut it off at the source." Liu Mao remained concise and to the point.
Source? Sang Yu chewed on these two words, still unable to figure out who was the source of this matter? The official's immediate superior or the officials who managed them?
The bulk of the money they collected was definitely handed over to the people above them.
If Liu Mao had the ability to go directly to those people to resolve the matter, he would not have to wait for the officials to come and collect the money before resolving it.
She really couldn't figure it out, so she asked directly: "Tell me in detail."
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