No one quite understood what Cheng Yue meant.
Cheng Jinyan, on the other hand, seemed to understand a little, and said thoughtfully, "Aunt, do you mean that the tavern should only be open three times a day: breakfast, lunch, and dinner. For example, in the morning, we prepare a fixed number of buns, no matter how many customers there are, and we don't increase the quantity. Once they're sold out, we're done. For lunch and dinner, we prepare meals for as many people as we can, and once they're sold out, we're done. That way, you and my parents won't be too tired. But, Aunt, with your cooking skills, if business is booming by then, are we just going to watch our money go to waste?"
"Jinyan, you're great, that's what I mean. But the money won't go away, we will definitely make more than we do now."
"Another difference between our tavern and others is that we charge per person. Let me give you an example. Today we're serving three dishes and one soup: pot-roasted lamb chops, fish fillets in fermented wine, stir-fried kidney slices, and meatball soup. Each person gets one portion. Even if a group comes, we'll still charge per person. We only serve a hundred portions a day, and we close after noon, regardless of whether we've sold out. The same applies to the evening. The price per person is based on the dishes they choose. We're guaranteed to make a profit, and we have plenty of time to rest."
Cheng Yue said.
"Auntie, your method is the same as our school cafeteria!"
Cheng Jinxing suddenly said.
"That's about right! But your school guarantees that every student can eat, but our tavern can't guarantee that every guest can eat. It's first come, first served."
Cheng Yue said.
"Pang Ya, your cooking skills are so good. If people can't eat it, will you cause trouble?"
Jiang was worried.
She felt that it would be foolish not to make money.
"Mom, do you think those people can really find trouble with me?"
Cheng Yue asked back.
Jiang pouted and said, okay, she forgot that her daughter almost wiped out all the people from the Black Dragon Gang the day after she went to the city to set up a stall.
"Ayue, are you planning to set the price of each dish very high?"
Gu Xuelan thought about it and asked.
"Sister-in-law, you really do understand me! That's right, my cooking skills are unmatched by any chef in the city."
Cheng Yue smiled and nodded.
What she actually wanted to say was that my palm water is unique, and no matter how good my cooking skills are, the food I make can't compare to the food she makes with palm water.
So, why should she do the same as other restaurants?
She doesn't want to hire anyone at the moment, and her family can handle it.
The extra time can naturally be used to enjoy life. It is not easy to come to ancient times, so I have to make a good plan and go out to travel when I have earned enough money!
Cheng Yue likes to make money, but she likes to play more.
"I think so! There are many rich people in our county, and my aunt's cooking skills are really good. They will definitely be willing to spend a lot of money to come to our tavern!"
Cheng Jinxing was a little excited. Hehehe, maybe his aunt went to the city to open a tavern, so he wouldn't have to eat at the school anymore. That would be great, those days would be so beautiful.
"Ayue, do you know how much the monthly rent for a shop in the city is?"
Cheng Shun pursed his lips and asked.
"I know. There's a guy named Da Huang in the gambling house who often buys things from my stall. He likes to nag me when he has nothing to do. He has a lot of shops and the rent is twenty taels a month."
Of course Cheng Yue knew about it. With so many people in the gambling house, they knew everything.
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