Chapter 92: The Neglected True Tyrant
Rome was not built in a day.
The accumulation of customers in the catering industry is by no means an overnight achievement.
Therefore, Wu Tao did not have high expectations for the business situation on the opening day.
In fact, as long as the number of consumers entering the store reaches the level of those old shops on the snack street, he is satisfied.
However, the result is that the number of consumers in the Beijiang branch alone exceeds the total number of fifteen or sixteen stores on the snack street!
Of course, there is a trade-off relationship here, but even so, it is already very powerful.
At ten o'clock that night, Nirvana Garden.
The daily turnover of the three chain stores of Chuanchuan incense has been counted.
Aunt Hua checked it, and then reported to Wu Tao.
"The daily flow of the Beijiang Middle School branch is 2,522 yuan and 4 cents. ”
"The daily flow of the Nanguan Middle School branch is 2,843 yuan and 8 cents. ”
"The daily turnover of the Xicheng Middle School branch exceeded 3,000 yuan, reaching 3,024 yuan and 2 cents! The total turnover of the three stores was 8,390 yuan and 4 cents. ”
After Aunt Hua finished reporting, she said with relief: "I finally didn't let the bosses on the snack street see the joke!"
Knowing that he was saying witty things, Wu Tao smiled knowingly: "Aunt Hua, you have worked hard." ”
To have such a result, no matter how hard it is, it is worth it. What's more, there is my own stake here~"
Such a result is almost twice as much as Wu Tao's estimate, and Aunt Hua has contributed a lot to such a good start.
However, the daily flow of the Beijiang Middle School branch was the lowest among the three stores, which was beyond his expectations.
After thinking about it, he suddenly became enlightened again.
The proportion of urban students in Nanguan Middle School and Xicheng Middle School is much higher than that of Beijiang Middle School, so it is reasonable that the comprehensive consumption power is stronger.
"Then how much net profit can we reach?"
Aunt Hua combed the messy hair on her sideburns, and said while tapping on the calculator: "At present, our ingredients are transferred through dealers, and the cost is higher, and after deducting water, electricity and employee salaries, it can be almost half." ”
It's already very good!" Wu Tao nodded.
"If we can have a net profit of 4,000 yuan every day, almost a month, we can return the cost of investment. Aunt Hua said with a little worry: "I just don't know if there will be such a flowing water tomorrow? ”
Wu Tao waved his hand and said, "Aunt Hua, don't worry about this." Today I was in school, and I heard my classmates talking about our strings of incense, and they all said that it was delicious. So this word of mouth has been formed, and tomorrow there will only be more people!"
“...... Besides, if the dirty mess on the snack street does not improve, we can continue to be popular. The students have eaten clean food, and they will definitely not be able to go back to the greasy environment they used to have. ”
Iron also needs its own hardness, and it is important to do a good job of stringing incense, but the 'peer foil' is also indispensable!
Aunt Hua's beautiful eyes lit up: "In this case, I will personally go to other places tomorrow to directly establish a bulk supply and marketing relationship with the source of ingredients." In this way, the cost can be reduced by at least another tenth!"
The next day, the shops on the snack street looked like they had been swept by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.
Some stores have quietly introduced adjusted price lists, pasted in conspicuous places, and the price reduction is not small.
However, by the time it was time for lunch, the number of passengers was a little less than yesterday.
The same is true on the third and fourth days.
Song Qiao took a few little sisters, and after a few days of running-in, they became more and more comfortable coping.
In the school, the news that Wu Tao is the behind-the-scenes boss of the incense stick spread.
Yang Zili looked at him as if he was examining a giant panda and said, "Is this really fake?"
Wu Tao was noncommittal.
Yang Zili had no choice but to ask Zhao Li instead, since these days, he had seen Zhao Li's vast powers as the queen of gossip.
As long as there is something going on in the school, she can find out everything.
For example, which male teacher is new, and which beautiful female student is deliberately embarrassing......
Sure enough, Zhao Li nodded, "Of course it's true, it's more real than diamonds!"
"Okay, Wu Tao! I always thought you were the pride of our academic circle, but I didn't expect you to be an undercover agent in the local tyrant circle!"
Yang Zili said, with a very hurt expression.
Wu Tao was speechless, but Zhao Li pouted and said, "Childish! can't a scholar be a local tyrant?"
Sun Xiaoyu echoed: "That's it!"
On the other side, Wu Di sat in the circle of local tyrants, and his eyes frequently looked in the direction of Wu Tao.
"No, isn't the boss of the incense sticks a woman?
Wu Di and the two of them were dumbfounded, "This is what the waiter who listened to the string of incense said in person, can it be fake?"
Someone chimed in: "When you say that, I remember." A few days ago, I saw that he had a Sony WALKMAN, the one with LCD wire control and a stainless steel body, which I always wanted to buy. At the time, I thought it was lent to him, but now it seems that it was his own. ”
"A WALKMAN is nothing to him! I also saw that he was wearing a watch worth tens of thousands of yuan on his wrist, which I can't buy here in Beijiang!"
"Really?"
A keen sense of smell for luxury people is the basic quality of a local tyrant, so although Wu Tao has been hidden in his sleeve in a very low-key manner, he was still discovered.
Everyone in the local tyrant circle looked proud: "Hey, I really didn't expect that our local tyrant circle could also produce a scholar!"
A week passed in a blink of an eye, and it was eleven, which happened to be a Sunday holiday.
Now in this year, there is no eleventh long holiday.
Wu Tao didn't go home for the night, but just turned around a little and then returned to the store.
I thought that during the holiday, the skewers of fragrant and spicy tang should be able to have fewer people and live a little easier. But I didn't expect that there would be less students, but there would be more people from the community.
Aunt Hua saw all this in her eyes and secretly pondered in her heart.
After the preparation experience of two consecutive projects, coupled with Wu Tao's behind-the-scenes command, she has already had a preliminary business sense.
"Xiao Tao, you see that our daily flow has steadily broken through the 10,000 mark, and the net profit has reached as much as 5,000, it can be said that the prospect of the Malatang project is very large, we must take this opportunity to expand rapidly!"
“...... In the past few days, not only people in the society like to come to eat Malatang, but even students from art schools and normal schools like to come over. ”
Wu Tao nodded, "Of course expansion must be expanded! The key is to expand in what way?"
"Is there any other way than for us to open a branch directly?"
"Absolutely, franchises. Wu Tao nodded, "I plan it this way, the two points of art school and normal school, we will continue to adopt the model of direct branches, and the other points will be used to join." ”
With the successful experience in the past, he can no longer be satisfied with the simple replication and expansion model, he wants to spread the business model and advanced concept of Chuanchuan incense as soon as possible before the emergence of Shanzhai Malatang.
Start the brand of strings of incense and stand firm!