Chapter Ninety-Five? Liuyunxuan

Following.

Mu Tiancha sat in the office, looking at the various data on the notebook, and had a headache.

The so-called everything is difficult at the beginning.

The initiative of launching benchmark tea, judging from the sales in the past few days, the effect is very unsatisfactory.

Guangbei Laozhai sells very limited, not even as expensive as the famous mountain tea.

In the final analysis, the foundation of Yunguiji in Yanjing is still too shallow.

In this plot of Yanjing, there are indeed many old tea customers who understand tea and have a lot of consumption potential. However, now Yunguiji is still not enough for them.

In a few months, for many old tea customers, Yunguiji is a teahouse with good tea, good environment and good service, and there is no essential difference between it and the teahouses all over the street.

The Spring City store has been going on for decades, and the professionalism and authority of making tea in the local area are deeply rooted in the hearts of old tea customers along the way. They are absolutely assured of the quality of each tea in Yunguiji, and they will have a special love for a certain one if their personal preferences are different.

The current Yanjing store is still in a very awkward transition period.

Famous mountain tea sells better than the Guangbei Laozhai that I want to promote, to put it bluntly, that is, customers have not established a strong trust relationship with the teahouse.

The famous camellia has a reputation there, as long as it is not fake, drinking the high-end atmosphere and high-grade, there is no possibility of depreciation.

In other words, customers are still subconsciously avoiding various risks.

In this case, Mu Tiancha wanted to break his head, and there was no way to solve it.

What else? Only time will have to tell. There is a precedent for the success of the Spring City store, there are good products that are not afraid of the test of time, take every step solidly, do a good job every day, and the water can always become an abyss.

Thinking of this, Mu Tiancha no longer bothered herself, rubbed her temples that were a little sore, wrote and drew in the small notebook at hand, and turned off the computer.

Zheng Qiubai happened to walk into the office and greeted her with a smile.

Mu Tiancha raised her head and smiled happily, "I was looking for you." Brother Zheng, when will the goods we and Chuncheng ask for arrive? ”

"Yesterday it was shipped from the warehouse. There are a lot of goods, and it takes a little time to go to the logistics. ”

"We have some loose material on our list that has been widely used in recent years, am I not mistaken?"

"That's right, we want a few pieces of Guangbei bulk materials that have been stored for 5, 4 or 3 years, and after the goods arrive, Guangbei's ultra-high cost performance and transformation potential will be obvious."

"That's what I'm thinking about. After a long morning, it's time to eat in a blink of an eye, let's eat? ”

"I guess I can't eat this meal."

"What's wrong?"

"Someone called you home for dinner!" Zheng Qiubai said, his eyes glancing out of the window.

Mu Tiancha turned his head to look, but saw that it was Yin Shaoguang outside, with his back against the pillar in the corridor, roasting the sun.

The bright sun shone on his slightly upturned face, as if the whole person was glowing.

Mu Tiancha smiled embarrassedly and ran out of the office.

"Why are you here?"

This person's skin is already first-class, and it looks better in the sun.

"Calling you home for dinner." Yin Shaoguang pretended not to see the little girl's eyes, and said seriously.

Mu Tiancha's face was a little red, this guy definitely heard the conversation between himself and Zheng Qiubai just now!

"Today's meal, I cooked it."

"Wait for me to get the bag."

Mu Tiancha rushed into the office, grabbed his mobile phone and stuffed it into his small handbag, pretended not to see Zheng Qiubai's teasing eyes, walked out gracefully and gracefully, and took Yin Shaoguang's hand to the old courtyard next door to eat.

It's the middle of December, and it's almost over.

The goods sent by Chuncheng, except for the samples displayed in the front hall, have been properly stored in the warehouse of the teahouse.

The teahouse also began to promote other Laozhai to the old tea customers, and with a comprehensive comparison of the taste and price of tea in different years, some old tea customers are still more interested.

Although the reputation of Guangbei Laozhai is not obvious, after all, it is also the pure material of ancient trees that are relatively scarce in those years, and the price is not low, and there are only a handful of transactions.

The price of the shorter tea is very attractive, but there are a lot of transactions.

Looking at the data curve that began to move, Mu Tiancha's heart was somewhat settled.

On this day, the bored Mu Tiancha was basking in the sun in the backyard of the teahouse, leaning on the rattan recliner and putting a handkerchief on his face to block the light, which was very comfortable.

Because it was a weekend, Yu Ruoqing was also there, but she nested in Songshi Ju Fuqin, which was also leisurely.

There are very few regular customers who order tea here, and only Zheng Qiubai has an appointment to make tea.

The warm sun shone on his body, it was so comfortable that Mu Tiancha was almost about to fall asleep.

The mobile phone that was thrown aside rang suddenly, and she picked up the phone a little impatiently and glanced at it, but it was Zheng Qiubai calling.

"Brother Zheng, what's the matter?"

"Pouring tea, I have three pots on one table in Guangbei Laozhai here, and it is really a waste for two people to drink. Would you like to come along? ”

"Two people? Senior Brother Li? ”

"Yes. You see, it's still quite busy to soak in three pots together, can you come and talk to him about our Guangbei? ”

"Okay, I'll come back later. Which private room are you in? ”

"Liuyunxuan."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Tiancha sat up, combed the somewhat messy hair with his fingers with some irritability, skillfully tied a bun behind his head, and fixed it with a hairpin. Stand up again, smooth out the wrinkles on your clothes, and wash your hands at the stone art sink in the corner of the garden, before walking slowly towards Liuyunxuan.

Liuyunxuan was also arranged by Mu Qian Camellia with a lot of thoughts. The tables, chairs, and small objects in the private room have moire patterns of different postures, and the most special thing is the natural marble screen. The stone screen itself is not thick, and the blue and white textures on it outline the ethereal cloud texture, which is fairy and fluttering, and it is very good-looking.

It was collected by Mr. Mu a few years ago, and it was used in the Spring City store. This time, the Yanjing branch opened, and I was stunned to be asked for by Mu Tiancha.

Li Liuyi has always been fond of Liuyunxuan, as long as he comes to the teahouse, most of them sit on this side.

In fact, not counting the absurdity of pursuing himself at the beginning, Li Liuyi is a very personable person, that is, a little, how to say, a little turtle hair?

He is very interested in music theory, literature, and especially classical Chinese culture, and he also likes this tone very much in his daily life, which gives people the feeling that he is too exquisite.

But he was at ease with himself, and he didn't care about the eyes of others at all.

Mu Qiancha doesn't hate his personality, but thinks it's very cute. Isn't that obsessed with the tea ceremony like this?

The two men in Liuyunxuan both smiled happily when they saw Mu Dumping Tea coming in.

"Good afternoon!" Mu Tingcha greeted politely.

"Good afternoon, junior sister!" Li Liuyi bowed his head, and the etiquette was very thoughtful.

Mu Tiancha walked to the tea table and sat down at the right end of Zheng Qiubai, ready to give him a hand at any time.