At 8 p.m., the milk tea shop finally closed for a break. Actually, if it hadn't closed, there wouldn't have been any semi-finished pearls, milk, double-skin milk, or taro balls.
The two days' worth of stock sold out on the first day of business.
The milk tea shop is a hit throughout the city.
Anwan and everyone else were surprised that business would be so good. They thought that if they could sell four or five hundred cups of milk tea a day, they could make a net profit of two hundred yuan.
When the sales figures were tallied, the small office was only occupied by An Wan, He Yurou, and Jiang Wanruo.
After all, the three of them are the owners of the milk tea shop.
Meanwhile, three waiters were cleaning in the kitchen.
Yunping's family did not participate, since the shop was not owned by the Lu family and they did not bear the surname Lu.
Just because Anwan is one of the owners doesn't mean they can participate in the milk tea shop's business.
One must have principles and a bottom line in life, and one must never be selfish or greedily take what belongs to others.
After waiting for quite a while, An Wan and the other two still hadn't announced the results.
Seeing their faces, which were deliberately trying to suppress laughter and pretending to be sad, she knew they were making fun of her.
"How much did you make? Did you lose money? Sister Yurou, Sister Wanruo, please tell me!"
An Wan put on a pitiful look, her eyes filled with tears, and she almost cried.
She didn't believe business was bad; a cup of bubble tea cost one yuan, while an ice pop only cost ten cents.
Although bubble tea contains milk and sugar, it also contains a lot of water. After deducting the cost of about three cents, you can make a net profit of seven cents.
Even after deducting two cents for water, electricity and rent, there are still fifty cents left.
Today I saw that about 1200 plastic cups were used for milk tea. Because it was a buy-one-get-one-free promotion, that means 600 cups of milk tea were sold.
The milk tea business alone generated 600 yuan in revenue. After deducting costs, the business made 300 yuan on the first day of opening.
That adds up to nine thousand yuan a month.
If this were in the 2020s, this business would be considered a hot business, with small investment and big returns.
Let alone the fact that this is still the 1990s, when people were just starting to have enough to eat.
In the 1980s, a "ten-thousand-yuan household" would only earn ten thousand yuan after a year of hard work.
A milk tea shop can earn around 10,000 yuan a month just from selling milk tea.
But because it's buy one get one free, today's milk tea business is neither profitable nor unprofitable.
Moreover, she didn't even include the 500 servings of double-skin milk pudding and taro balls sold, each priced at 1.5 yuan, for a total turnover of 750 yuan.
After deducting the cost of 50 cents, you can make a net profit of 500 yuan.
If the milk tea isn't buy-one-get-one-free, but instead sells 600 cups, then you can earn 300 yuan.
Adding the double-skin milk pudding, it comes to eight or nine hundred yuan.
In a month, that's a net profit of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.
Wow! That's incredibly profitable!
They can make so much money by selling milk tea at such high prices.
Now she feels like she's a bit of a shrewd businesswoman.
No wonder He Yurou and Jiang Wanruo were both stunned, and even pretended to be sad to deceive An Wan, wanting to give her a surprise.
Although this was their first time doing business, they knew about the profitability of the family business, something they had witnessed since childhood, and they still needed to learn some business principles.
So earning 800 yuan a day is already considered quite impressive.
Seeing that An Wan was frightened, He Yurou and Jiang Wanruo covered their faces and chuckled.
Haha! Kids are so easy to bully.
After exchanging glances, He Yurou announced the answer.
In anticipation of the exciting moment to come, she clenched her fist and coughed a few times.
"Wanwan, I'll tell you the answer later, don't cry, okay?"
An Wan blinked her big, watery eyes and nodded solemnly. "I won't cry. I'm not a three-year-old anymore. I'm five years old this year."
To demonstrate her intelligence, she held up five chubby fingers.
No! It's very slender.
An Wan stared at her fingers, then instantly clenched them into chubby fists. "Waaah..."
So fat!
How did she get so fat during this time?
This time she really cried.
No! She needs to lose weight, she needs to cut back on her diet, and she can't eat so much meat anymore.
"Oh dear, don't cry! Wanwan, I was just kidding. We didn't lose money, we made a fortune!" He Yurou was startled by An Wan's uncontrollable sobbing.
Is losing money really that terrible? At worst, she can spend her own money on advertising. She refuses to believe that such delicious bubble tea can't make money.
"I'm sorry, I lied to you. We didn't lose money; we actually made money."
"Wanwan, please don't cry, or your brothers will hate you. They'll definitely think I bullied you, please."
No matter how He Yurou tried to persuade her, An Wan kept crying.
Because she had been a chubby girl for ten years in her previous life, looked down upon, and endured ten years of ridicule and humiliation, she was really scared.
That fear was ingrained in her very being, and even if she were to live another lifetime, she still wouldn't be able to overcome it.
Jiang Wanruo held An Wan in her arms and gently comforted her, "What's wrong? Wanwan, you're crying so sadly. Your sister Wanruo is about to cry too. Do you really want your sister to be sad and cry with you?"
An Wan immediately stopped crying, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes. "Stop! Sister Wanruo, please don't cry, I won't cry anymore."
She wouldn't dare let Jiang Wanruo cry; her older brother would beat her to death if he found out.
"Wanwan, are you crying so hard because you're afraid you won't make any money?" He Yurou picked up her water glass, took a sip, and said a few words to Anwan until her throat was dry.
"No! Look at my hands, they've gotten fat. Waaah!" An Wan held up her "little pig's trotters" to show them.
"Hahaha! I thought it was something serious! Turns out you've just gained weight." He Yurou laughed heartily, seeing An Wan make a fool of herself for the first time.
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