After entering the book, the young cannon fodder brought his short-lived mother to fly happily

"Mom, do you know how much the same clothes made of the same material cost in that shop on the west side?" Seeing that his mother didn't quite understand, Meng Yu tried another approach.

"How much?" Zhao Susu was at a loss.

"One hundred and eighty-eight coins. I remember it clearly!"

"Is this so expensive?"

"Mother, when you make a piece of clothing to sell, the fabric is the basic cost. Not only do you have to take into account the time, your craftsmanship, and the sewing time, but you also have to consider the shop fees and taxes... In short, if you make fifty cents, you're losing money, do you understand that?"

Alas, poor her, a three and a half year old child, has to talk about cost management with a 21 year old girl.

"Well, aren't craft and handicraft the same thing?"

"It's not the same thing. Everyone can do handicrafts. Craftsmanship is a skill."

Meng Yu said earnestly in a childish voice: "Mother, think about it, if you rent this shop of Master Mu, do you know how much it would cost a year?"

"Five taels of silver." Zhao Susu knew this because that's what the shop next door charges.

"Mr. Mu can earn five taels of silver a year from the shop alone, plus the money for the cloth, and the money for hiring you as the shopkeeper..." She counted on her little fingers, one by one, seven or eight things in total.

Then, she looked up and said, "If you calculate it based on the fifty cents my mother gave you before, you are working for nothing. After a year, you can't even earn the rent, and the rest of the money is completely lost. Then why did Master Mu choose you to be the shopkeeper? Is he doing this to lose money?"

Zhao Susu was speechless. How could she know that there was so much knowledge involved?

She couldn't even think about taxes or depreciation of craftsmanship.

Zhao Susu's face slowly turned red. Only now did she realize how ignorant it was for her to say fifty cents.

Fortunately, the sound was low at the time, and Ayu had changed it.

Fortunately, Master Mu didn't hear it, and fortunately A Yu changed it. If he couldn't make money, but lost money instead, how disappointed would Master Mu be?

She couldn't help but ask, "Well, that dress is 20% off, are we making a profit or a loss?"

"We're opening today, and we're offering a 20% discount to attract business. That dress costs 80 cents, so after deducting the cost, it's probably free!"

"Is this so cheap?" So, the clothing store in the west would sell it for one hundred and eighty-eight?

Zhao Susu was ashamed again, and at the same time, she was also surprised: "Ayu, how do you know so much?"

Meng Yu: “…”

Well, as a mother, she is actually very perceptive.

"Master Mu taught me! My master also taught me some things!" Meng Yu is now very skilled at bringing out his non-existent master.

Zhao Susu suddenly realized and was also very glad. Fortunately, A Yu had a master to teach him. If she were to teach him, she would make the child stupid.

She was so stupid, she thought that being a shopkeeper was just about making and selling clothes. She also thought that making clothes only involved the cost of the fabric, and nothing else counted.

Meng Yu looked at her frustrated expression and hurriedly said, "Mom, you are amazing. The clothes you make are good, so you sold so many today. We are opening the store today with an 80% discount and giving away clothes for free. Tomorrow all the clothes will make money."

"Ayu, mother is so useless. How can we set the price so that it won't be given away for free?"

Meng Yu taught her: "Mother, calculate it this way..." She taught her a set of cost accounting methods, and then said: "After splitting these, add 20 to 100 coins to each piece according to the different materials of the clothes."

This is equivalent to applying a formula.

Zhao Susu nodded in confusion and couldn't help asking, "Is the shop on the west side also booked in this way?"

Meng Yu shook his head: "They deducted the cost and added between one hundred and five hundred coins!"

"Is this so dark?"

"It's not shabby, just pretty expensive. So mother, don't think you're pricing it too high. On the contrary, if you price it too low, you're disrupting the market."

Zhao Susu stared at Meng Yu's little mouth as she uttered words she had never heard of before. She felt incredible. A Yu's master really knew everything and could also teach children.

Ayu is so young, but he already knows more than her mother!

If she had the chance, she would also kowtow to A Yu's master to express her gratitude!

Next, Zhao Susu became very busy.

Not only do they have to make custom clothes for customers, they also have to make the finished products and hang them in the shop.

She has learned how to set prices.

The only thing that bothered Zhao Susu now was when customers came to the store. She panicked and became nervous. She even had the urge to close the store door and not see anyone.

This is the second day of opening. With the popularity of yesterday, there are quite a few customers coming today.

Without Feng Zhi's help, Zhao Susu had to face all this alone, and she was sweating with nervousness.

Those female customers were fine. Zhao Susu was not that scared. Although her response was a little unnatural, she was able to finish her words haltingly.

But this obviously won't lead to a deal.

After asking several female guests, he just said he would think about it and left.

Zhao Susu didn't know what she felt.

After the customers left, she was like a fish that had just landed and returned to the water, taking a deep breath. But she also knew that if customers kept coming and going and she didn't get any business, how could she keep the shop going?

She sat down in front of the cut fabric and began to sew with a heavy heart. Only when the needle and thread were sewing could her heart be slightly at ease.

She had some regrets.

I shouldn't have taken this job and been the shopkeeper.

But at that time, Ayu was very happy. Ayu envied Uncle Acai who worked in the town and could buy many flower ribbons and delicious food for his daughter Ahua.

She thought that as a mother, she should do this for A Yu.

But I didn't expect it to be so difficult, so difficult!

While she was feeling uneasy, a man walked in.

Zhao Susu stood there, her whole body stiff.

The man didn't notice Zhao Susu's abnormality. He looked around and only saw the cloth in the right corner. He asked, "Young lady, do you only make tailoring services?"

Zhao Susu nodded nervously, her eyes dodging, not daring to look directly at him, like a frightened deer.

The man was stunned for a moment, then asked, "How do you tailor clothes to your body?"

"Just, just measure, just measure..."

Zhao Susu opened her mouth. She wanted to say that she would take measurements, the customer would state his requirements, and leave a 20% deposit, and that he could come and pick up the clothes in four days.

But she could only make a sound as low as a mosquito, stammering, her face turned pale, and her lips trembled.

The man frowned and said, "Is there no shopkeeper in the shop?"

"I, it's me!" The voice was still as low as a mosquito.

The man snorted and laughed, "Are you here to make fun of me? You don't know anything and can't answer any questions. Are you dumb? What's the point of having a shopkeeper like this?"

Zhao Susu's palms were sweating, cold sweat was pouring down her face, her body was shaking, and her eyes were filled with fear.

The man glanced at Zhao Susu and laughed angrily: "Young lady, don't have such an expression. If others see me, they will think I have done something bad. I dare not come here again. Forget it, I'd better go to the west end to buy ready-made clothes! It's unlucky!"