80% of the people who tried the food wanted to buy it.
That's enough to prove how delicious these flower cakes are.
Yan Xia grinned from ear to ear.
"Alright, alright, all the customers who want to buy are lining up. They're all freshly baked, and another batch is about to come out of the oven. Oh, by the way, the customer who wanted the flower cakes, what you just sampled was a limited edition. As the name suggests, the quantity is limited, and it's only available for one month a year, so it can't be bought individually. You can have just the rose-flavored flower cakes, or you can add one of your desired limited edition flavors to each bag. Please understand that the quantity is limited."
Considering the quantity of dendrobium flowers and lilies, Yan Xia cancelled her plan to sell them separately.
At most, you'll only get one dollar per bag.
Fortunately, the customer was kind-hearted and easy to talk to.
Upon hearing that it was a limited edition, he ordered an extra bag of flower cakes, adding the limited edition flavor to every bag.
Soon, all three trays that had just been baked were sold out.
The team continues to grow.
The line stretched from the shop entrance all the way to the end of the bridge.
It is fifty meters long.
That's pretty exaggerated.
This attracted the attention of Mr. Zhou, the owner of Zhou's Crispy Pastry Shop, who kept glancing in this direction.
His shop has been open all morning, and he's only had one customer.
"Dad, there are no guests here. Why don't I go home and sleep? I was so tired last night trying to make sure you could hold your grandson. You woke me up so early this morning. I'm so sleepy."
Zhou Yiliu spoke in a nonchalant manner.
He had just married Yuefang and was deeply in love when his father insisted that he come to work at the shop, saying that he could keep an eye on his brother-in-law, Zhao Datou.
In his opinion, what's so interesting about it? It's just that kind of trash.
If he weren't Yuefang's younger brother, she wouldn't even give him a second glance.
Can he really sideline us?
“You brat, I’m doing this for you. I’m getting old. This shop was originally opened by your uncle, and I’ll be retiring sooner or later. Rather than letting someone else run the shop, it’s better for you to do it and learn how to work in the shop. As for your brother-in-law, it’s not that I’m afraid of him, it’s just that he’s too stupid. He can even make mistakes in collecting accounts several times. I’m planning to send him to sell pastries.”
Zhou Laocai gets furious whenever Zhao Datou is mentioned.
The son insisted on marrying that Zhao family girl, who, apart from being pretty, was just as useless as her brother.
Even cooking rice can result in burnt food.
But he's the only son in the family, so what can they do but coax him in every way?
Even getting him to work in the shop was something he had to beg for several days.
"Dad, I'm sleepy. I'll go back and take a nap, and come back this afternoon."
Zhou Yiliu doesn't care about any of that.
Anyway, his father would take care of everything, so he left a message and ran away.
"You brat, I've really done something terrible. I should have known better than to let your mother spoil you."
Zhou Laocai was so angry that he stomped his feet.
Just then, Zhao Datou came out from the backyard carrying pastries.
The anger immediately shifted.
"I asked you to fetch something, and you wish you could go home for the New Year before coming back, right? Were you slacking off in the yard? Tell me, where did you go? You can't even do the accounts properly, and I assigned you to sell pastries, and you disappeared in the time it takes to fetch a plate. If you can do it, then do it properly; if you can't, then get out of here—"
Zhou Laocai didn't indulge him at all.
The daughter-in-law has already been married into the family, why bother coaxing him?
Does the daughter-in-law really dare to divorce him?
Zhao Datou was also spoiled from childhood.
How could he stand this? He slammed the plate of pastries on the ground and walked away, his face ashen.
Good heavens, this made Zhou Laocai so angry he almost fainted.
"You're all debt collectors, I owe you all so much—"
"Xiao Ding, go to the shop across the street, line up and buy a flower cake. I want to try it and see how delicious it is. It's caused our shop to have no business today."
Xiao Ding, who had been singled out by Zhou Laocai, went to queue up with a forced smile.
However, he returned in less than two minutes.
"Shopkeeper, a single flower cake costs half a tael of silver,... are you still buying it?"
He only had a few dozen coins in his hand; who would have thought that flower cakes were so expensive?
"What?"
"Half a tael of silver? This shabby flower cake dares to compare itself to a top-grade item?"
Zhou Laocai was genuinely surprised.
Although he earned one or two taels of silver a month, he really couldn't afford to spend half a tael of silver to buy a pastry.
The whole family is waiting to eat and drink.
"Never mind, I won't buy it."
Xiao Ding shrugged and went back to work.
Logically speaking, the two shops have very different prices.
The diary entries can't be affected, but who owns the shop across the street?
Yan Xia!
She wanted to let those who couldn't bear to spend half a tael of silver to buy flower cakes also taste this flavor.
They even launched an opening special offer, where everyone could buy a rose-flavored flower cake for 20 coins.
So the queue kept getting longer and longer.
Those who live in town are generally better off than those who live in villages, and they usually have a few dozen coins to spare.
Seeing so many people queuing up, even the ancients loved to follow trends.
Because of this promotion, all the pastry shops on the street have had no business today.
"Sorry everyone, there are too many people today and our shop doesn't have enough stock. Please come again tomorrow. The opening special offer has been extended for two days, so please be patient and you can all enjoy the discount."
Yan Xia stood apologetically at the shop entrance.
He raised his voice and said.
The crowd then dispersed.
It was only a little past 2 p.m.
Sold out.
We sold a total of 500 flower cakes today.
Of those, 300 yuan was sold per unit.
200 yuan is a special price.
That is, 34 taels of silver were deposited into the account.
After deducting costs, we can earn at least twenty taels.
"Mom, how will we know if others have already enjoyed the special price in the next two days? Should we keep a record of their names so they can't buy it again?"
Guihua does have some business acumen.
They raised this question right after closing the shop.
"No need to know. We also profit from this event. If they are willing to queue up to get a bargain, then let them queue. It's only for two days. The fact that they would rather queue up to buy one than pay more shows that they like to eat it. When the special offer ends, they will naturally pay the original price when they want to eat flower cakes again."
This is the significance of Yan Xia launching the special offer.
First, they attracted customers with low prices to build brand awareness and let the townspeople remember the taste of the flower cakes. Then, they restored the prices and started making money.
This trick was learned from a certain modern coffee shop.
"Mom, you're amazing..."
Guihua and Jinfu were stunned by Yan Xia's words.
After cleaning the shop, the mother and her two children put the money in their pockets and went to have lunch.
I've been busy all day and haven't even had a bite to eat.
I'm starving.
Each person should have a bowl of pork rib noodles and two meat buns.
He kept burping from the fullness of his food.
To celebrate making so much money on the first day of business, Yan Xia bought meat and made dumplings when she got home that night.
When I got home, it was already dinnertime.
Wax Plum dug up a few sweet wild vegetables, which Yan Xia chopped into a filling by mixing them with meat.
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