Old Yuan's little shop attracted quite a few onlookers in the morning.
They were just pointing and commenting, simply curious about new and interesting things.
The drinks are a bit pricey, costing several times more than soda.
Since Lao Yuan didn't provide any introduction, and everyone just stared at each other blankly, naturally no one bought anything.
Now Lao Yuan shouted it out.
A crowd began to gather.
The midday sun was scorching, and someone asked, "Aren't you cool?"
Old Yuan said, "It has to be cold! And not just chilled, but with ice cubes inside!"
"real?"
"Try it and you'll see."
"One piece, with ice!"
"Okay!"
In the manual required by headquarters for operation, freezers are an essential item.
Old Yuan happened to have some at home, so he just moved it over and used it, making ice cubes with cooled boiled water early on.
A cup of iced milk tea is given to the customer.
The person was examining the plastic board closely, water droplets seeping through the cup.
Shake it, and the ice cubes crackle and pop.
Take a sip.
It's icy cold, sweet, and incredibly refreshing!
In today's world, the key to success for beverages can be summed up in one word: sweet!
Consumers are satisfied as long as it's sweet.
Moreover, the sweetness of milk tea is different from that of saccharin, which has an industrial taste.
It has a natural, sweet fragrance.
The other onlookers swallowed hard, watching the man drink with obvious enjoyment, and eagerly took out their money to try it themselves.
Most people order the milk tea that costs 1 yuan a cup.
Although the unit price is low, there are a lot of people!
Old Yuan and his wife were so busy that they didn't have time to eat until late at night.
The general public's reaction has been very positive.
It's impossible to please everyone when it comes to milk tea.
Of course, this is also partly due to the large number of young people.
These are the main drivers of consumption.
They don't care at all about spending money to show off.
After closing for the evening.
The couple hid inside the shop counting their money.
A drawer was filled with bills of all sizes.
Old Yuan spat on his finger and began counting the money: "One yuan, two yuan, three yuan..."
"I have 120 yuan here, how about you?"
The wife didn't have much money, but it was all in large denominations: "I have over 80 here!"
"Wow!" Old Yuan jumped up: "We sold over 200 in one day? After deducting expenses, our franchise fee will be recouped in just one month!"
The wife was also a little excited: "Yes, yes! I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. It seems we made the right choice. This milk tea business really does make money!"
Mr. Yuan paced back and forth, counting on his fingers: "Our electricity bill, raw materials, rent, and labor costs add up to less than 10 yuan a day. If we can maintain 200 yuan a day, that's 190 yuan a day!"
"You can earn over five thousand a month!"
The wife, clearly quite rational, said, "It's impossible to make 200 yuan every day; there will always be times when it's high and low."
"That's true." Old Yuan rubbed his hands together. "But it's much better than going to work! When we came back, we weren't confident at all, but now we feel at ease. We've struck it rich!"
The wife beamed with joy: "Hurry up and boil the water, we're out of ice."
"well!"
The two began making ice and then prepared to clean the equipment.
After the two returned home, a neighbor came over and demanded that Lao Yuan return the money, looking dejected.
"My elderly mother is sick; her health has always been poor, as you know."
Old Yuan knew perfectly well that his neighbor's mother was very robust.
They ran incredibly fast carrying loads of rice.
Even the young man had to admit defeat.
I know in my heart that they're asking for the money upfront because they're afraid I won't be able to pay it back.
I'm afraid that when everyone asks for it together, no one will get much money.
Old Yuan didn't care; he couldn't let a little money ruin the harmony between neighbors.
He took out all the money he had earned that day and borrowed 500 yuan.
He handed a large stack of small bills to his neighbor: "Count them, it's 200 yuan. I'll give you 10 yuan in interest. I'll pay you back the rest, principal and interest, within a few days. Thank you for helping us."
The neighbor stared in astonishment at the small bill.
It wasn't done by plastic surgery?
"What is this money for?"
Old Yuan said, "It's only the first day of business, so the money is a little less, but not a penny less."
The neighbor gasped.
So you mean these are all sales figures?
Holy crap!
That powdered face can sell for so much money?
Isn't that nonsense?
The neighbor asked, "Really? You made so much on the first day?"
"Just a small stunt," Old Yuan said with a pretentious wave of his hand.
The neighbor's face immediately changed. "If this is just a small-scale attack, how are we supposed to survive?"
The neighbor asked in a friendly tone, "Old Yuan, we've been neighbors for years. Tell me the truth, it'll save you face. No, how come milk tea is so profitable?"
Old Yuan nodded: "The first day went fairly well, but I don't know how it will go in the future."
Old Yuan was well aware of his neighbor's ulterior motives.
But since we still have a good relationship, they'll lend you money without hesitation.
Nobody's money comes from thin air.
It's not right to hide anything.
The neighbor pushed the money back, saying, "I just realized that although my mother is sick, it's all minor ailments. You can keep this money as working capital and pay it back when you have enough."
Old Yuan smiled.
The neighbor said, "Well, I'll come to your shop tomorrow and help you out."
Old Yuan nodded: "Okay."
The neighbors left happily.
His wife asked, "Don't you understand what he's thinking?"
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