freenovelworld Chapter 12 Keeping the Market Hungry
Chapter 12 Keeping the Market Hungry
After having a simple dinner with Muzi, we returned to our community in Siming District together.
When Song Qi got home, he was sitting on the sofa in the living room fiddling with his new phone. Seeing his daughter coming back, he quickly stood up and asked, "Have you eaten yet? Dad will make you some dumplings?"
"I came back from eating outside with Muzi."
Seeing the cell phone box, instruction manual, and charger spread out on the table, Song Youan asked with a smile, "How is it? Do you understand?"
"I don't understand." Song Qi looked embarrassed and handed the phone to his daughter: "Why don't you keep it? I'll just use mine."
"It's okay if you don't know how to use it. I came back specifically to teach you. These electronic products are updated very quickly these days. You have to try to learn and use them more, otherwise you will gradually be eliminated by society." Song Youan said seriously, fiddling with his hands. "I'll record your facial unlocking first, so you don't have to enter a password when you turn on the phone in the future."
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The next morning, Song Youan was woken up by a phone call.
"Hello, who is it?"
She asked drowsily with her eyes closed.
A cool, magnetic male voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello, are you Miss Song Youan?"
"It's me." Song Youan forced his heavy eyelids open and sat up, glancing at the time on his phone screen. It was 9:27 in the morning.
"Hello, Miss Song. I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm Chi Yu, the general manager of Lanting Club. All the work related to the handover of Lanting Club to you has been completed. I wonder when you would be free to come in person? All departments are ready to report to you on their work."
Song Youan, whose mind was still half wandering in a dream, sat up straight upon hearing this, and his voice became serious: "I'll go over around five o'clock today. In order to avoid delaying everyone's get off work, there's no need to report on work today. You can stay here and wait for me."
"clear."
After hanging up the phone, Song Youan regained consciousness.
To be honest, she was still unsure about taking over the Lanting Club because she had no idea how to do business, let alone run a club of such a large scale.
But now that it has become an fait accompli, she can only make the best of it and go ahead with it.
Today's main task is to go to Dazhao to deliver cakes to those rich young ladies. In line with the principle of being a conscientious businessman, Song Youan chose the cake shop with the best reputation in Jinghai City to purchase the goods today.
Both the craftsmanship and the ingredients and taste are much better than those of the previous two days.
After changing clothes and arriving at Dazhao, Song Youan carried an insulated box on her back and began to deliver goods to each mansion with the address in her hand. Most of these noble mansions were concentrated in the center of Kyoto, which saved her some trouble.
She had also decided not to set up a stall on the street anymore. Ordinary people couldn't afford her cakes, so she might as well focus on doing business with the nobles.
The first one is the Li family of Duke Suguo’s Mansion.
Yu'er, who was beside Li Chuyou, came out to receive the goods in person. Song Youan also gave her an extra portion of mango sago. The insulated box was equipped with dry ice, so it was icy cold when it was taken out. If you drink it in the hottest days of summer, it will dispel the heat and feel very comfortable.
"I would like to thank Miss Li for her suggestion yesterday. This mango sago is a gift from me to you."
"Is it only my young lady who has it?" Yu'er asked with a smile.
Song Youan nodded: "This is the only copy. I hope Miss Yu'er will convey my gratitude to Miss Li."
Yu'er was delighted to hear this, and felt that Miss Song in front of her was very worldly-wise. "Don't worry, I'll pass it on. Here's one hundred taels, keep it, young lady."
Yu'er turned to leave, but Song Youan said, "There's one more thing I'd like to ask Miss Yu'er. The raw materials and ingredients for this batch of cakes have all been used up, and there won't be any more in the near future."
"Ah?" Yu'er was surprised and asked, "But the young lady likes it very much. What should I do if she wants to eat it?"
Song Youan smiled slightly and said, "The next batch of finished products will be ready in half a month. If your lady likes it, you can place an order with me today and I will deliver it on time."
"Then wait a minute, Miss Song. I'll be back soon." Yu'er said as she trotted into the mansion carrying the food box.
After a while, he came back again and said, "Miss, you've been waiting for a long time. My mistress said that it will be my wife's birthday in half a month, on the eighth day of the eighth month. We will have a big banquet at home then, and we want to order a hundred cakes of different flavors from you."
After saying that, Yu'er took out another hundred taels of silver note and said, "This is the deposit!"
"Okay, I will deliver the things on time."
It is obvious that there can be sufficient supply every day, but Song Youan insists that there is no stock. This is her little trick.
The reason was that she spent a whole night thinking about how to make this business last longer, and the answer she finally came up with was to keep the market hungry.
If she could eat it whenever she wanted, then the cake wouldn't be a rare thing. Besides, no matter how delicious something was, people would eventually get tired of it. She couldn't feed these ladies too much at once.
Only by taking reservations and limiting the quantity can the cake be kept fresh to the greatest extent. At least until she can think of a better business opportunity, the small cake must hold up and not become outdated at the speed of light.
So Song Youan said to the following few companies that the next batch of goods had been pre-booked by Miss Li from the Duke of Suguo's Mansion in preparation for the mansion's birthday.
The ladies all expressed their understanding of this and did not make things difficult for Song Youan.
Until we arrived at the Fuyang Marquis Mansion.
"Miss Song, my lady invites you into the mansion for a chat."
Song Youan took a deep breath and nodded.
Following the maid, I walked through the front hall and the middle hall, and turned again and again in the side corridor. I didn't know how long I walked before I entered an elegant little house.
Zhu Ling was half leaning on the soft couch made of red sleeves. When she saw Song Youan coming, she slowly sat up with the help of a maid.
"Greetings, young lady." Song Youan bowed respectfully.
Zhu Ling smiled slightly and raised his chin slightly: "Sit down and talk."
Song Youan glanced at the chair on the side, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down.
Zhu Ling was straightforward and didn't like beating around the bush. He got straight to the point and said, "You said the next batch of cakes has been reserved by Sister Chu You?"
"Yes, there will be a birthday banquet at the Duke Su's Mansion in half a month. Miss Li and I have ordered a hundred cakes, and the most we can make from the next batch is this." Song Youan said with her eyes slightly lowered.
Zhu Ling nodded gently upon hearing this: "Indeed, the wife of Duke Suguo is celebrating her birthday soon, so it makes sense for Sister Chuyou to do this."
Hearing her say this, Song Youan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Zhu Ling changed the subject and asked tentatively, "Can you really only make a hundred? Miss Song, since you're running a business, why do you have to set such a rigid quantity?"
Song Youan pursed her thin lips, her mind racing.
"I can still offer double the price. Don't you want to make some money, young lady?" Zhu Ling leaned forward, hiding his usual arrogance, and discussed with Song Youan in a calm tone: "Or maybe the young lady wants a reward? As long as you ask, I will definitely satisfy you!"