It has to be said that the words "limited supply" are very attractive in any era.
Some onlookers who were originally watching heard that the supply was limited, so they all started to come forward to try the food, and then took out money to buy it.
The thirty bottles of five-spice flavor were sold out first, which took only about twenty minutes. After trying the spicy flavor, I felt it was not as good as the five-spice flavor, but the spicy flavor was okay, so the spicy flavor was sold out soon as well.
Before noon, all fifty bottles of sauce had been sold out.
This far exceeded Ling Ju's expectations.
However, there are residential areas and schools within two kilometers around here, and at most tens of thousands of people live there. It shouldn't be difficult to sell a hundred or so bottles a day in the future.
Chen Chun, who was watching from the sidelines, said to Tian Mei, "I always feel that our oranges are sold too cheaply. They should be sold at three yuan a bottle. With the rent, utilities, plus the cost of materials and labor, I don't think I can even make back my investment if I don't sell a few hundred bottles a day."
Chen Chun is a businesswoman and she has her own ideas about doing business. She was a little worried before Song Wei opened the food factory because the return on investment from food was too slow. At Lingju's price, it would probably take a year to earn back the investment.
Tian Mei didn't understand, but she still offered her opinion. "Maybe the kid is thinking of selling more than you earn? After all, two yuan is a lot of money for an average family. Right now, the market price of a pound of beef is 1.78 yuan. But a pound of beef can make five bottles of sauce. So, by that calculation, you should be able to make 50 or 80 cents per bottle of sauce."
Chen Chun thought for a moment and said, "Fifty or eighty cents is too little. No, I have to find a way to help the child. At the very least, I have to help her lower the price of beef. Otherwise, the return on investment will be too slow and it will be too much trouble."
"Sister Shen, what should we do? Do you know anyone at the meat factory?"
Chen Chun shook his head. "I'll go back and ask the boss. He has a food factory that makes canned meat. Maybe he has the resources for this."
"It's a blessing for your child to have a mother-in-law like you."
Chen Chun chuckled, "You, have you forgotten that Juzi said that the purpose of opening a shop is to earn money to save for our Ling Chen to get married? As grandparents, we have to help the child!"
"Dawei and I can only do our best! Haha!"
"There's nothing wrong with those who can contribute money and those who can contribute effort. We're a family after all!"
People come to the window over there from time to time to ask about the sauce, but it has been sold out.
Many people were more or less disappointed, so Zhen Zhen hurried over to comfort them, "Uncles, aunts, don't worry! Come back tomorrow to buy! We'll be open every day at 11 o'clock. We didn't expect it to be so popular today, so we didn't prepare so much. Everyone can leave me a name and I'll count the quantity and reserve some for everyone tomorrow!"
"Little girl, you have to keep your word! Come and register, we'll wait in line!" said a man in his fifties.
An auntie next to them even took the initiative to organize a queue, "Come on, come on, young and old, line up!"
Soon, there were more than ten people queuing.
Zhen Zhen took a notebook and wrote down the names and what kind of sauce each person wanted.
Finally, we ordered 42 bottles of five-spice and 13 bottles of spicy.
Ling Ju was watching excitedly from the kitchen. "Song Qi, my hunger marketing strategy is pretty good, isn't it? And I thought, if you finish a bottle quickly, it'll be gone in three to five days. If you finish it slowly, it'll be gone in a week. I guess we'll have a lot of repeat customers."
Song Qi gently held her waist and said, "Yes, I think we can sell about 180 bottles a day in the future, and that's the minimum."
It took more than half an hour to complete the registration.
Zhen Zhen also wrote the daily business hours on the small blackboard at the door.
I copied the reservation record and taped it to the wall behind the window. "Juzi, I think some people may not come to buy even if they make a reservation. What do you think?"
"Yes, some people might be tempted to buy some just because they see everyone else buying. But that's okay. Even if there's any leftover, we can store it in the refrigerator. It'll keep for a few days. If it's sealed well, the taste won't change at all. But it's best to sell freshly made that day. If we can't sell any, we'll just keep it in the fridge and eat it ourselves."
"Okay, then tomorrow we'll make eighty bottles of five-spice flavor and thirty bottles of spicy flavor?"
"Let's first decide on one hundred bottles of five-spice flavor and forty bottles of spicy flavor. I'll take twenty bottles to Chuan Xiaoxiang. My aunt said many people asked about the sauce, and she thinks we can sell it in Chuan Xiaoxiang now."
"That's great, how much do you plan to sell it for?"
"My aunt said she was going to sell it for two dollars and a half or three dollars. The price has to be a little higher than what we have here."
"Okay, then why don't you go back with your second brother first? Aunt Zhang and I will take care of this place. If anyone comes to ask about it in the afternoon, I will register them. If no one asks about it, I will go out and promote it."
"Okay! Zhen Zhen, you really are my right-hand man! It's getting late, Aunt Zhang, you guys should hurry up and make dinner. I'll go see the kids first. My mom and the others are still waiting over there. I'll tell you when you get home tonight if you have anything to say."
"Hu Jun, Wu Jian, we had a great start today. Keep up the good work tomorrow! We'll confirm the exact numbers once Zhen Zhen finishes the count tonight. Thank you for your hard work!"
Hu Jun and Wu Jian saluted and said, "Boss, it's not hard!" This is much easier than moving goods in a factory.
Song Qi drove Ling Ju and the child, while Chen Yun drove Chen Chun and Ling Dawei back to the courtyard.
As soon as the two cars left, a familiar black car stopped on the side of the street.
He walked straight to the window in a well-tailored suit, with a ruddy and handsome face and shiny leather shoes.
Zhen Zhen raised her head and found that it was Yan Jintang who came.
"Mr. Yan, why are you here?"
Yan Jintang looked at Zhen Zhen's small and energetic face in the window and smiled unconsciously.
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