Traveling through ancient times, the empress insisted on having a child with me

Ling Chuan didn't expect that Lu Xi had so many thoughts in her mind in such a short moment. He spread his hands and said, "Miss Lu, how can I be an official if I have never studied the sacred teachings?"

"That's true." Lu Xi came back to his senses. No matter how talented he was, he still had to go through the necessary procedures. If he was given an official position as an exception, he would become the target of public criticism.

"Then why don't you study hard, Master Ling? With your intelligence, I'm sure you'll be able to pass the exam in a few years."

Ling Chuan stretched out his hands and waved them repeatedly: "No, no, no, I'm not that kind of person. If I could learn sacred learning well, I wouldn't have studied miscellaneous learning in the first place. In fact, I think being a rich man is pretty good."

"A rich man?" A hint of disappointment flashed through Lu Xi's heart. He wanted to promote him to be an official in the court, but he didn't expect that he had no ambition.

"You'd better not use too much force on your arm in the next few days, otherwise it will be broken again."

Lu Xi stood up and left after saying this. Ling Chuan was a little confused. Why did this woman suddenly change her expression when she was talking so peacefully?

It is true that women’s hearts are as unfathomable as the sea.

After seeing Lu Xi off, Ling Chuan immediately went to the shop in front.

"Lao Cao, come here for a moment."

Cao Huanchun was stunned and thought to himself, what is going on? Why is he calling me Old Cao instead of Boss Cao?

With doubts, Cao Huanchun still came to Lingchuan, and then he saw the deed with the seal of His Majesty.

"According to the agreement between me and Miss Lu, I am now the major shareholder of this shop. From now on, I will have the final say on all matters in the shop."

Cao Huanchun snorted in his heart. No wonder even the name was changed. So this is it.

"Then...what instructions does Shopkeeper Ling have?"

Ling Chuan stretched out his index finger and shook it: "No, no, no, you are still the owner of this shop."

"Then...how should I address Mr. Ling?"

Ling Chuan put his hands behind his back and said, "You can call me President Ling from now on."

"Mr. Ling?" Cao Huanchun looked confused.

Ling Chuan didn't explain and just went out with his hands behind his back.

When he came back again, he saw the shop assistants putting up the door panels.

Although it was already dark, the entire street of San Tiao Xiang was brightly lit, especially the entrances of several hotels and restaurants were extremely busy. Only the Yun Fu Ji shop was closing.

Ling Chuan walked into the shop and saw Lao Cao recording accounts in an orderly manner, so he asked, "Lao Cao, how much is the revenue today?"

Cao Huanchun fiddled with the abacus and said without looking up, "I haven't finished the calculation yet. I think there are about two or three taels of silver."

What is the concept of two or three taels of silver? According to Ling Chuan's own observation, in the capital, the purchasing power of one penny is almost equivalent to that of one dollar. One tael of silver is equal to one thousand pennies, which means that Yunfu Ji can have a daily turnover of two to three thousand.

It sounds like a lot, but Yunfu Ji is located in San Tiao Lane, the core CBD, and the surrounding residents and guests are all rich or noble.

And the Yunpian Cake made by Aunt Rong is the signature dish of Yunfuji, and it is sold at 200 coins per catty. The cheapest snack in the shop is no less than 100 coins. With such a high average customer spending, the daily turnover is only 20 to 30 taels of silver...

Ling Chuan asked again: "What is the gross profit?"

Cao Huanchun was stunned for a moment and replied: "I haven't calculated this. Because we use specially selected materials, the cost is relatively high, probably accounting for 30% to 40%."

"How much does it cost every month to rent the shop and pay the wages of all these employees?"

Lao Cao looked up at Ling Chuan and said, "The shop is Miss's own property. We are all her servants and have no expenses."

"Then your lady doesn't usually pay you for your work?"

"We get a monthly allowance every month, but no wages."

Ling Chuan was speechless, not knowing how to complain for a moment.

"Lao Cao, don't forget it, I have something to tell you."

Only then did Cao Huanchun put down his pen and sat aside with Ling Chuan.

"Lao Cao, I know your daughter is not short of money, and this shop is dispensable to her, but what I want to know is, are you short of money?"

Cao Huanchun thought to himself that this was not a matter of money, I was working for His Majesty, but he certainly couldn't say this directly, so he could only reply: "Mr. Ling, what are you talking about? Who would complain about having too much money?"

Ling Chuan nodded: "It's all right if you say so. Since you also want to make money, let's discuss how to make this shop bigger and stronger."

"Please give me some advice, Master Ling."

Ling Chuan waved his hand and said, "What do you mean by guidance? It's just for everyone to make money. I took a look around today. If this place is well managed, it would be easy to make a few hundred taels of silver a day. If Manager Cao is willing to cooperate, I can give you a 2% dividend."

Cao Huanchun's eyes widened: "Mr. Ling, are you talking about several hundred taels a day?"

Ling Chuan thought: "It seems that you don't believe it. Don't forget that I invested in the company with sugar. From now on, the income from the sugar will also be counted as part of Yunfuji."

Cao Huanchun swallowed his saliva. White sugar was scarce even in the palace. If he sold it, he should be able to make a lot of money. However, he could only make a few hundred taels a day...

Just as he thought of this, Ling Chuan had already said this: "But the cost of this sugar is not low. If we sell it directly like this, only the rich and powerful can afford it. It may not be so easy to make hundreds of taels a day. So we need to reduce costs, and to reduce costs we need to increase production, and to increase production means to increase sales, and to increase sales we need to increase application scenarios..."

At the beginning, Cao Huanchun nodded frequently, but when it came to reducing costs, he looked confused and didn't understand at all.

Ling Chuan thought to himself that this guy is no good. How can he be the shopkeeper if he can't even understand such a small thing?

There was no other way, so Ling Chuan could only change his words to something more straightforward: "Let's put it this way, let's not rush the sales of white sugar. Let's first make Yun Fu Ji a success and let all the dim sum shops in the capital know that only dim sum made with white sugar can be called dim sum. Then they will have no choice but to buy our white sugar."

Cao Huanchun nodded suddenly, but he still had doubts: "Mr. Ling's method is good, but it may be difficult to achieve in a short period of time."

Ling Chuan held up three fingers and said, "In three months at most, I can make Yunfuji the only one in Beijing."

"Hiss..." Cao Huanchun took a breath: "Mr. Ling, what you said is too..."

Ling Chuan interrupted him directly: "I'm not bragging, I'm already quite conservative."

Regardless of whether Cao Huanchun could accept it or not, Ling Chuan gave him a general account of his marketing plan.

Although Cao Huanchun didn't even understand half of it, he felt that the marketing plan Ling Chuan talked about made sense.