Chapter 60: Paper Cup
"I want to make a cup out of paper." Lin Huiru didn't buy Guan Zi either, and said straightforwardly, "Or simply sell me a paper as strong as a fan, I don't know if you have it here, eldest sister?"
Sister Liu was even more confused, "How can this paper be made into a cup?" When the paper is soaked in water, won't it be soft? If it's paper for fans, I can do it, but I don't know how much you want?"
"I have my own way to do this, I don't know what the price of paper you buy here, eldest sister?" Lin Huiru asked.
"I'll take you to take a look." Sister Liu directly led Lin Huiru to the warehouse, and then pointed to the one-person-high paper mountain on the side, "This is the paper used for the fan, this one is two feet long and one and a half feet wide. β
This price made Lin Huiru a little staggered, but she compared the size of this piece of paper, how can a piece of paper be made into twenty paper cups, and each cup in the cost is only half a penny, which is reasonable.
"Eldest sister, if I buy more, how will this price be calculated?" Lin Huiru had already finalized her heart to make paper cups, and now that her small treasury was quite abundant, she wanted to talk about a big business.
Sister Liu thought about it, just now Lin Huiru, a young little girl, called her a little sister, and she was relieved, "Hey, if you take fifty sheets, I will give you one according to Jiuwen." β
At this moment, Lin Huiru suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and it wasn't worth a lot of money with her kind words, she gritted her teeth, "Eldest sister, let's do it, I'll take a hundred in one go, and give it to me according to one Bawen, okay?"
This big business came suddenly, the fans in the town were not widely sold, and some people came to get ten pieces from craftsmen, and Lin Huiru asked for a hundred pieces in one breath, which really made her a little reluctant to give up this big business.
Lin Huiru looked at the scale of this workshop, it is not a problem to produce a few hundred sheets a day, in this era of excessive and cheap labor, her price is already very fair.
"These eight texts... Okay, for the sake of your sweet mouth, sister, I will give you this discount, if you need it in the future, you must come to my sister. Sister Liu took the initiative to take Lin Huiru's hand and slapped it twice with a smile.
"Sister, don't worry, what I think is that if my cup is ready, I will make it in three or two days." Lin Huiru smiled.
There are about a few thousand people in this town, so calculated, the starting price of her cup of milk tea is seven yuan, the cost is not high, one person can earn six yuan, and a few taels of silver a day can be said to be less.
"Good! My sister doesn't care what you do, so I wish you a prosperous business in advance, but this paper is now set to go out, and you have to pay a deposit and get it three days later. Sister Liu said.
Lin Huiru nodded, and without hesitation, he took out half a tael of silver from the money bag, "This is my deposit, and I will give the rest when I receive it?"
"Good, good, of course." Sister Lin happily took a bite of the silver, and then neatly wrote a receipt to Lin Huiru, which was still the happiest customer she had met in business for so many years.
"There's another thing, I'd like to take a few from here and think about it, okay? Even in those hundred. Lin Huiru wanted to take this opportunity to study how to make paper cups.
Sister Liu waved her hand, looking indifferent, "Oh, you just take it, I'll show you the sample, remember to take it three days later!"
This paper can be made in a day, but it will take a while to dry, so Lin Huiru wants to take advantage of this effort to study the paper cup.
She took three sheets of fan paper from the paper mill and strode to the shop, the faΓ§ade she wanted was half finished, and the craftsman was also ingenious, completely according to the design drawings, and it looked very familiar and comfortable.
"Boss, who are you?" Zhao Xing came to greet him, and saw Lin Huiru with a puzzled expression behind the paper in his hand.
"Go and help me make some paste first." Lin Huiru waved her hand and walked through the lobby to the office she had left behind.
Zhao Xing was puzzled to do what she asked, but Lin Huiru first took a thin piece of paper and cut it several times in different sizes to do the experiment.
After her proportions were adjusted, Zhao Xing also came with the cold paste. I have to say that the smell of using flour to make a paste, Lin Huiru was also a little hungry when he smelled it.
She was impatient to glue the base to the wall of the cup, blowing and flicking, and it took a while to dry the paste.
Under Zhao Xing's stupid gaze, Lin Huiru rubbed his hands and eagerly poured the tea on the table into the paper cup, the touch of this paper cup is similar to that of modern times, but the paste may not last long.
Seeing that the tea was completely filled in a paper cup without leaking, Zhao Xing couldn't cry or laugh a little, "Boss, you are talking about it, just to make a cup out of paper?"
"Or else? Do I want to paint?" Lin Huiru held his chin and looked at the cup quietly, "I thought about it, if my milk tea is also snatched like a hot pot skewer, I am afraid it will not be enough to drink it with porcelain, and I can't let the guests sit outside with the cup in their hands." β
"So, I want to arrange for people to eat in the store to use porcelain cups, and people to buy outside to use paper cups." Lin Huiru explained, "I just want to see how long this paper cup can last without leaking, and I can remind it when the time comes." β
Zhao Xing only felt that Lin Huiru's words made sense, although he was about to vomit when he drank milk tea a few days ago, but after drinking it for a few days, he really missed the sweet taste, this taste is also novel enough, and it is not impossible to get a big sale.
"By the way, you go and help me find a workshop, the kind that can start making things in the near future, handiwork, and the price is calculated by the piece." Lin Huiru said again.
"Boss, are you looking for a workshop?" Zhao Xing only felt that his brain was not enough.
Lin Huiru looked at you, are you stupid, "Don't look for a workshop, how many can you make in this cup?" Dozens of people in a day may not be able to do it. β
"Then I'll understand!" Zhao Xing suddenly realized, nodded goodbye to Lin Huiru and walked out of the shop.
"What are you doing, boss?" At this time, it was the time of leisure, Cuiyu finished the work in her hand, and because the door was not closed, she saw Lin Huiru in a daze at something, and she couldn't help but be curious.
Seeing the visitor, Lin Huiru beckoned to her, "Look, my invention of this matter, a cup made of paper, called a paper cup, can not only make people drink while walking, but also throw away and recycle it can also be made into straw paper, resource recycling and reuse, killing two birds with one stone." β
"Paper cups? Recycling?" Cuiyu didn't understand what Lin Huiru said at all, and she was confused, just like Zhao Xing just now.