225 Marketing

There are six stewards representing the proprietors, and these stewards are in charge of shops, banks, and dental shops.

This time I came to be in charge of the management of the dim sum shop steward, he is the old Chen Ge Chen family, named Chen Yue, it is said that he is very picky, non-food does not eat, he often goes to the restaurant to inspect, if you eat worse food, you can scold the shopkeeper and the chef bloody.

Listening to the name will give people a sense of lightness of this person, but when you see someone, you will be shocked by his weight, which is fatter than Chen Jianxin, and it should be two hundred pounds by a rough visual measurement.

Wan Chaoyun received him upstairs in Wang'an, and when he came to the fourth floor panting with a fat body, the two people lying on the recliner stood up embarrassedly.

"Liu Mei, pour tea." Wan Chaoyun Road.

"Thank you, Wan Dongjia." Chen Yue saluted, ten thick white and fat fingers, as eye-catching as his fat chin that was about to pull down.

Wan Chaoyun glanced at him a few times and couldn't help asking, "How did you eat like this?" ”

"Boss, don't laugh at the little ones, and don't want to be small." He was used to asking such a question every time he met someone new, and he was almost numb.

"Get a stool for Steward Chen." He couldn't sit in the chair, his ass was too big.

Chen Yue didn't want to sit, but he felt tired himself, so he sat down.

After sitting down, his eyes were glued to the cakes on the small plates, and he sniffed, "Boss, what is this?" It's so fragrant, and it smells appetizing. ”

Wan Chaoyun finally knew why he was so fat, it was estimated that he was too good to eat.

"This is a cake, this is a puff, this is a french fries, this is an anchovy shrimp, I am a real sister who likes to eat French fries, my second uncle likes to eat anchovy shrimp, I like to eat puffs, Lin Steward tastes it, see which one you like."

Afraid that he was too fat to reach, Liu Mei sent it over very intimately.

"Thank you." He picked up an anchovy shrimp and ate it.

After eating the first bite, his eyes lit up, and then he ate a whole shrimp in a few gulps, "Dongjia, this shrimp is delicious, I don't know how to make it." ”

"Don't worry, you can try something else." Wan Chaoyun said slowly.

Chen Yue felt that this matter was boring before he came, and after eating the first bite of anchovy shrimp, he was sure that this matter was a trap, and the small Wan Dong family in front of him wanted to pit him!

It was he who raised his vigilance by twelve points.

However, after eating the puffs, he ate a few more, until he was a little tired and remembered what he was here for.

The intimate Liu Mei brought him a cup of tea, "Steward Chen, drink tea to relieve your greasy." ”

"Thank you." He drank a cup of tea.

"Steward Chen, this cake tastes more beautiful when eaten with fruit." Wan Chaoyun smiled and motioned to Rose to cut the cake for him.

Ate cake, then chicken and rice, then tea, then fries......

After a while, the things on the small table of Wang'an Building were eaten by him, and after eating, he was still unsatisfied, "Is there still any room in the owner?" ”

"No, Manager Chen, are you sure you can manage the shop like this?" Wan Chaoyun is very suspicious, generally fat people are easy to get sick, once they get sick, their brains will be dull, and if they are dull, they will make mistakes.

As a manager, it's a big no-no to have a dull brain.

Chen Yue smiled embarrassedly, "The small ones are actually only responsible for eating, and the specific ones are all in charge of the people below." ”

In this way, she can also be competent, Wan Chaoyun nodded, she didn't expect this era to have an advanced management system, otherwise she would be useless.

"Then these things of mine may get into your eyes?" Wan Chaoyun asked.

Chen Yue nodded immediately when he heard this, "It's delicious!" ”

"It's delicious."

At this point, she was speechless, she stared at Chen Yue, the smile on her face was faint, and Chen Yuezhi was numb by her.

Chen Yue felt that the atmosphere didn't seem right, the little owner's eyes were too penetrating, and he had to hurry up and finish the recipe and leave!

"Little owner, recently many people have come to our pastry shop to buy that kind of food, but there is no Wuweiju, see if you can give the recipe to the small one, let the small one be made by the cooks." He asked cautiously, but he took it for granted in his heart, as the owner of Wuweiju, it was not too much to provide a few prescriptions, anyway, the money she earned was her own.

Wan Chaoyun frowned slightly, and the smile on his face was also accepted, "Fangzi? ”

"Yes, with the recipe, those chefs will do it, and you won't have to do it yourself in the future." Just now, he asked about the lack of two taels, and the lack of two taels said that all the new products were made by the owner himself, and he didn't see it.

Wan Chaoyun shook his head in embarrassment when he heard this, "Manager Chen, what you said makes sense, but Wuweiju is not my alone, and there are so many owners, I can't get much dividends at all, but I think about it, I will open a few dim sum shops by myself, and Wuweiju can come to my dim sum shop to buy them when the time comes." ”

Chen Yue's face instantly looked a little bad, he fell in love with this thing after taking a bite, let alone others! Especially women and children, they definitely like it!

Open a few shops in a place like Beijing, and business will definitely be booming! Wouldn't Wuweiju's own dim sum shop have to sit on a cold bench?

"Owner, we have our own pastry shop, why do we need to reopen it?" He smiled all over his face.

"It's a lot of trouble." Wan Chaoyun nodded in agreement.

Seeing that there was hope, he immediately made persistent efforts, "This selection of shopkeepers, the selection of buddies, and the furnishings of the shop, everything is troublesome, we have ready-made, we only need to give the recipe to the cook, how convenient." ”

"Do you know a shopkeeper who has nothing to do at home? To be experienced, I will ask him for a lot of money. Wan Chaoyun said with a smile.

Chen Yue: "......" co-authorship just said it in vain.

"The owner, the little one thinks it's really unnecessary, do you want to give Fang Zi for free, in fact, we can buy it with silver, and you can still participate in the dividends when the time comes." This situation has happened before, after all, there are many large and small owners, and there are also those who are unwilling to give it for free.

Finally getting to the point, Wan Chaoyun pretended to think and nodded, "This method is really good, but can you call the shots?" I'm not going to sell it cheaply. ”

"How much does the owner plan to sell? If the price is not high, you can call the shots, but if the price is too high, you can't call the shots, and you need a few owners to nod your head. He looked at Wan Chaoyun expectantly, hoping that she would be young and not understand the market, and ask for less silver.

However, he was doomed to disappointment.

Wan Chaoyun opened his mouth without thinking about it: "I don't want more, two million taels." ”

"Silver?" Chen Yue was a little suspicious of his ears, two million taels? Make no mistake, all the pastry shops he managed didn't make a total of two million taels in ten years!

"If you give gold, I'll take it." Wan Chaoyun was happy, he might not have seen so much silver.

In this era, it is really not very profitable to sell pastries, and the cooks of the big families will make them themselves, as well as those aunts and wives, who will make all kinds of pastries and cakes at home all day long to please their husbands and mothers-in-law.

"It's okay if you can't give money, but I'm going to take over all the pastry shops, you have to listen to me, if you can't do it, then I'll open it myself." That's what she's about, to sell the first batch of cakes to earn money, it won't take long, and then ask for more silver.

Chen Yue was stunned for a moment, but he reacted very quickly, and immediately nodded, "Don't worry, the owner is in charge, the little one doesn't dare not listen, as for my wife, she never asks, it's just the palace's ......."

"Don't worry, I have obtained permission from the palace, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, you will go and gather all the people in the shop now, and call the people who are responsible for supplying our milk, I will sign a new cooperation contract with them."

Don't look at Chen Yuefat, his brain is quite flexible, after he went downstairs, he trotted and went, and an hour later, the door of the pastry shop was closed, so scared that the others in Wuweiju thought that the pastry shop did not make money, and was forcibly dismissed.

There are few pastry shops in Beijing, only four in total, which cannot be compared with the income of restaurants, and even many times require restaurants to take out silver to subsidize.

Therefore, in Wuwei Juli, the shopkeeper, cook, and buddies of the pastry shop are all looked down upon, and they can't hold their heads up to be people, and when they learn that Wan Chaoyun has a new recipe, they are all excited to look forward to it.

Working in the shop below Wuweiju, the treatment is good, and they naturally don't want to be driven away, so they are all riveted and want to learn.

Four shops, four shopkeepers, eight pastry chefs, and a woman who seems to be the mother of the child, shouldering the burden of supporting the family.

Wan Chaoyun saw the shopkeeper, the four shopkeepers, all of them are about the same age, they are ordinary, they are not fat, and they can all make a smiling face.

"I've seen Wan Dongjia." Four people saluted.

Still upstairs in Wang'an Tower, Wan Chaoyun did not lie down, but stood inside the guardrail, with his back to them, with an unfathomable image.

"Do you know why the pastries don't sell?" She asked lightly.

"If you go back to the owner, the little one thinks that we will sell it, and others will do it, unless you don't have time to do it yourself, you will come to the shop to buy it."

This is the truth, the current big girl has no skills in making dim sum, and she can't do it, so Rose will make mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, lotus cake......

"Wrong, it's the way you sell it, I'll ask you." Wan Chaoyun turned around and looked at the four people in front of him, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Wan Chaoyun, but the height difference was a little big, and they still saw Wan Chaoyun's cold face.

"Does the master who can be selected by Steward Chen have his own characteristics?"

"Naturally, Wu Siniang will make crystal osmanthus cakes."

"Are you asking her to do a lot of work in a day?" Wan Chaoyun asked.

"At first, I did a lot of it, but as the days went by, fewer people bought it."

"One person makes a lot a day, it will affect the taste, when the diner eats a bad osmanthus cake, you will lose the diner forever, okay, I know how you sell it, Liu Mei, prepare pen and ink for them, I read, they write it down, go back and sell it according to my way."

Sometimes, the quality of the food itself is important, but so is how it is marketed.

Liu Mei went downstairs to get pen and ink, spread them one by one, and personally sharpened the ink for them.

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