Chapter 15 - 15 Calculating Accounts
Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm
15 Chapter 15 Calculating Accounts
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Shopkeeper He stared at Qiao Xiaomaiâs callused fingers without uttering a word of protest. Instead, he stroked his beard, took out his abacus, and started calculating Xiaomaiâs account.
âAs for this stir-fried cold jelly, I think we should set the price at five Wen per serving. Miss, youâre asking for fifty taels. One tael is a thousand Wen, so fifty taels would be fifty thousand Wen. If each serving costs five Wen, we would need to sell ten thousand servings to make fifty thousand Wen.â
âTaking all the miscellaneous costs into account, I estimate weâd need to sell twenty thousand servings to make fifty taels.â
After the sound of the abacus beads clicking ended, Shopkeeper He raised his head, showing a troubled look on his face. âMiss, weâre almost at the end of spring now. Every householdâs stores of sweet potatoes arenât sufficient. Itâs going to be tough to earn those fifty taels back.â
Qiao Xiaomai, with her clear peach-blossom eyes, replied, âBut thereâs also the noodles. If we split the fifty-thousand goal between noodles and jelly, each would need to sell ten thousand servings. Spread that across the twenty-plus branches of Extreme Flavor Restaurant, each would only need to sell a little over five hundred servings.â
âFive hundred servings⦠considering the business of Extreme Flavor, it could be done in just one or two months.â
âShopkeeper, in just one or two months we could gain a recipe that will bring in money indefinitely. Itâs an important investment. If my family werenât in urgent need of silver, I wouldnât dream of letting it go.â
Shopkeeper He stared at Xiaomaiâs expressive face and was momentarily stunned. Then, he burst out laughing.
He had deliberately inflated the numbers to highlight the difficulty of profit, intending to lower the price.
However, Xiaomai had managed to reduce his lofty fifty-thousand figure to just a month or two. Interesting, she was interesting.
âMiss, letâs settle on fifty taels then,â said Shopkeeper He.
At his words, Xiaomai felt her heart finally drop. But seeing the smile on Shopkeeper Heâs face, she couldnât help feeling vexed again. Had she asked for too little?
Recouping fifty taels in just one or two months felt like too much of a bargain and she was indeed losing out.
Noticing her disgruntled look, Shopkeeper He stroked his beard again and said, âMiss, by the time I spread the news to the other branches, weâll probably have run out of sweet potatoes. If we want to make a profit, weâll have to wait until winter after the sweet potato harvest.â
âThroughout this time, we have to ensure the recipe doesnât leak out. Plus, there are all the costs of ingredients and labor. Trust me, earning money is not that easy.â
Listenting to his words, Xiaomai showed a shy smile.
For a restaurant chain with over twenty branches nationwide, how could earning fifty taels be difficult? His words were nothing but nonsense and held no convincing power at all.
However, if she were to set up her own stall, who knows when she would make fifty taels? Considering her familyâs poverty back home and the spring tax due in a month, her frustration lessened somewhat.
On thinking it through, she realized that she could also make tofu. And with the money, they could settle the urgent matters at hand, hence the fifty taels would suffice as spring tax and startup capital. All good.
âLetâs draft a contract. It should state you wonât resell this recipe on how to make starch cold jelly noodles to anyone else, and you also canât sell the food for profit.â
âOf course, I will only make it for my family,â Xiaomai agreed without objection, then added after a moment, âI might give some to my neighbors to try.â
âAs long as you are not doing it for commercial profit and on a large scale, thatâs fine,â nodded Shopkeeper He in understanding. âWeâll get Tong Sanlang, who is literate. He can witness this.â
âSure,â Xiaomai promptly agreed.
As the original owner could not read, she would need Tong Sanlang, the grandson of the Village Chief, to review this contract.