Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

These words caught Su An off guard and she staggered. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and turned to look.

It was dusk, casting a warm glow on the handsome face of the man in the wheelchair, making his eyebrows and eyes look even longer, his lips darker, and he stared at her so nonchalantly.

Su An immediately remembered what happened with the matchmaker yesterday. Maybe Zhou Li hadn't kept his mouth shut again.

However, the God of Wealth, who seems aloof and doesn't want to be approached by strangers, actually loves gossip?

Su An laughed in his heart, shook his head, and answered without hesitation: "No, it's impossible. Business is booming now, and I am already too busy to handle everything. Besides, I want to make it bigger and stronger and open shops all over the country in the future. That's why I won't get married."

As she spoke, a bright smile bloomed on her delicate lips, and she added from the bottom of her heart: "And who says that women can only get married?"

"As long as I do what I want to do and give it my all, I will have no regrets in my life!"

"..."

Fu Zhun was speechless for a long time. He watched the woman walk away happily after she finished speaking. He was stunned, and his heart seemed to be stuffy as if something was pressing on it.

I could only frown and pour myself a cup of tea to ease the inexplicable mood.

After returning home, Su An didn't think much about it. After a night of experimentation, he asked Fu Zhun to taste the milk tea several times, and finally decided on the proportions of low sugar, half sugar, and seven parts sugar in milk tea.

However, when she was recording the final words, she was not very proficient in traditional Chinese characters, so she could only humbly ask the most reliable Fu Zhun for help.

Seeing that she had only made some mistakes in writing strokes, Fu Zhun corrected her and praised her in surprise, "You learn to read quickly."

He clearly couldn't even read a few days ago. How smart is he?

I'm afraid his talent is even greater than Zhou Li's back then.

Su An blinked slightly guiltily when he heard that. After all, traditional Chinese characters are our ancestors. It would be unreasonable if he couldn't learn them quickly!

By the time everything was done, it was already afternoon.

Su An walked into the teahouse holding milk tea. As she expected, the store was empty at this time, and Uncle Lin at the counter almost fell asleep.

The teahouse started selling buns this morning. Some of the popular buns were sold out by the Su family, and customers flocked to the teahouse to buy them. However, the bustling business was only temporary, and everyone dispersed after buying the buns.

The teahouse can only retain very few customers.

Su An just shook her head when Uncle Lin on the other end yawned and suddenly noticed her. He immediately smiled and said, "Xiao An?"

"Come sit down, uncle will make you a cup of good tea!"

Seeing Uncle Lin's happy expression, perhaps he was quite satisfied with the grand occasion this morning. Su An couldn't help but smile helplessly and went straight to the point.

"Uncle, stop working and try this."

Uncle Lin thought the little girl was thinking of him and brought him food again, so he took it with a smile. But when he drank the milk tea, a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face.

"Is this...tea?"

How can it be so mellow, sweet and delicious?!

It not only has the flavor of tea, but is also mixed with other rich sweet aromas. One sip makes you feel as if your whole body becomes full and warm, it is simply like a dream!

"Xiao An, can you sell me the recipe for this tea? I'll give you one hundred taels! If it's not enough, name your price!" Uncle Lin's face flushed with excitement, and he stuttered, almost losing his composure.

He often tries new things, so he knew without hesitation that this was Su An's craftsmanship.

I just didn’t expect that the little girl even knew how to make tea!

"Uncle, don't be anxious. I'm here just to cooperate with you." Su An calmed Uncle Lin's emotions in a gentle voice. She first introduced milk tea, and finally proposed that she would not sell the house, but ask for a share of the profits.

"What? You get 30% and I get 70%?" Uncle Lin was initially excited and shocked, but in the end, he quickly waved his hands in surprise and said, "No, no, no, this milk tea was invented by you. You have the greatest contribution. If we're going to split it, it's definitely 50-50!"

He had originally been content with the status quo, thinking that having buns to sell every day to attract customers was good enough, but who could have imagined that there would be such an unexpected surprise, which made him dizzy.

Looking at Uncle Lin's innocent and bewildered face, Su An said without hesitation: "Uncle Lin, the cost of making milk tea is not small. It requires fresh milk every day and a large number of workers. The process is meticulous and busy, but it is not that simple. You have 70% of the profit, and I didn't give you any advantage!"

She really didn't make any concessions. The more you work, the more you earn. Besides, the quality of the milk tea must be maintained. Even if she hired someone, Uncle Lin would still need to keep an eye on it every day. It was not an easy job.

But Uncle Lin refused to do anything. He was an old shopkeeper, so how could he not see the huge profits of milk tea? In the long run, even if he took only 10%, he could make a lot of money by selling a lot of products at a low profit!

This is a great kindness!

Su An was helpless upon seeing this, and they started pulling each other. Finally, Uncle Lin compromised and split the profit 40% to 60%, with Su An taking 40%.

In the following time, Su An helped the teahouse recruit workers and order materials. During this period, he developed several different tea bases and added several small ingredients such as longan, glutinous rice, almonds, raisins, etc. He was very busy.

Su An even hung a plaque at the entrance of the teahouse to promote the business, and used to shout out slogans when selling buns.

In such a short period of time, before milk tea even appeared in the world, its fame had spread to every corner of the city.

Until the day when milk tea was officially launched on sale.

There is no need for any fancy sales model. As long as people buy the milk tea and try it, they will instantly go crazy and stir up a lot of excitement!

"Boss, is this delicacy really made with tea? It tastes amazing!"

"Why do I feel like my soul is floating after drinking this? It's like I'm dreaming in the clouds! Boss, when did your cooking become so good?!"

"No, not only can you choose the sugar content yourself, but there are also so many toppings! That taro ball, it's the first time I've ever eaten it, I've never seen it before!"

In an instant, the teahouse was in an uproar, with exclamations erupting one after another, and the place was almost packed.

Uncle Lin's face was already beaming with joy. While he was busy with his work, he did not forget to proudly say loudly: "That's not my skill at all, it's all thanks to the little girl Su An next door!"

"She not only makes steamed buns, but she also invented this magical milk tea! Her craftsmanship is truly superb, and I'm just a lucky charm!"

When the crowd heard this, they became even more excited and talked about it heatedly. They all admired Su An very much.

Especially early in the morning, after buying milk tea, people rushed to buy buns, and after buying buns, they rushed into the teahouse.

Not only did they avoid the trouble of queuing for a long time, but they could also buy delicious food and drinks. Everyone felt like they were dreaming.

Not only did the number of customers in the bun shop continue to increase, but some of them even bought more buns because their appetites were whetted by the hot milk tea.

Su An was not surprised by this. He kept smiling and looked confident.

Don’t worry if there’s a milk tea shop next door. As long as the taste is good, customers will come running away!

At this time, a shifty-looking man bought the buns but did not leave. Instead, he lowered his voice and asked Su An, "Boss, I heard that the recipe for the milk tea is yours?"

"Sell me the recipe. I'll pay double what the teahouse offers!"