Chapter 201 Gift Box
Moreover, the Hutou Gang does not make a living by extortion. They mainly make money by operating gambling houses and flower houses.
As for the few gangsters today, they are just scoundrels carrying the name of the Tiger Head Gang and deceiving others.
Ying Bao knew this best. In her previous life, she had two fights with the youngest son of the leader of the Hutou Gang. In the end, the two shook hands and made peace and became apparent friends.
There is another gang in the county, the Qinglong Gang, which monopolizes the water transport terminal.
But their gang has very strict rules and only operates around the water transport terminal and does not conflict with the civilians in the city.
And it is impossible for my aunt, who has lived in the county town for many years, not to know this.
Her sudden visit today was by chance or something. I didn't want to speculate too much. After all, she was my father's eldest sister. Even if she had some small thoughts, she probably wouldn't dare to do too much to her openly.
Jiang Yunniang pursed her lips and said plausibly: "Won't others say it?"
Ying Bao stopped talking and cleaned up the garbage from the store with Er Ni.
Jiang Yunniang stared at Yingbao for a while, then turned to look at the store.
These two shops looked good after being renovated, but it was a pity that they fell into the hands of a few children who didn't know anything. Oh, what a waste.
"Dacheng, I think you can't use two rooms in this shop. How about giving one room to Yu Kun, and Yu Kun pays a monthly rent of 500 Wen, what do you think?"
Jiang Cheng: "Aunt, I'm afraid this won't work."
"What's wrong? Your shop has encountered so many things in just a few days since it opened. If Yu Kun is here, those street gangsters will give you some face. Apart from other things, your uncle has been operating in the county for so many years. Who among the neighbors will not Do you know him? Even the second leader of the Hutou Gang has had drinks with your uncle a few times."
Jiang Yunniang said: "With our Yukun here, nothing like that would happen."
Jiang Cheng frowned when he heard this, "Aunt, you mean, if we don't let your Yukun run the shop, those gangsters will come again?"
"That's right." Jiang Yunniang said: "You don't know that the street gangsters in the county are very difficult to deal with..."
"Okay!" Jiang Cheng interrupted her while holding back his anger, "Aunt, please go back and don't come back again. Our shop is not for rent!"
Jiang Yunniang was stunned, stood up, and said angrily: "You drove me away? Dacheng, you actually drove your aunt away?"
Jiang Cheng turned around and entered the backyard with a sullen face.
Jiang Yunniang's face turned red with anger. She looked around and found nowhere to express her anger. So he shouted loudly: "Let's see how long your shop can last!"
After putting down these meaningless words, Jiang Yunniang angrily stormed out of the shop and walked home as fast as she could fly.
Erni watched her aunt leave and quietly said to her little cousin, "Yingbao, what does aunt mean?"
She lobbied her eldest brother over and over again to let her son run the shop, and she also hoped that her nephew's shop would not open.
Yingbao thought for a while and said, "I guess there is something wrong with Uncle Zhang's shop and it is no longer sustainable."
That's why the idea came to her shop. That's the only way it makes sense.
Erni suddenly understood and whispered: "No wonder my aunt borrowed money from my grandma last year. She borrowed fifty taels at a time. I heard it with my own ears."
Not only did he borrow money, but he also cried to grandma for a long time, but she didn't dare to eavesdrop.
The next day, the bamboo shop delivered all the customized bamboo boxes, a total of one hundred.
Yingbao and Erni began to pack the preserved fruits, one pound per box.
Weigh the preserved fruits, wrap them in wax paper and put them in the box, close the lid, and stick the written colored paper on the lid.
"It looks so nice when wrapped like this." Erni sighed while doing it, "Yingbao, you still have the idea."
"How much does this cost per box?" Jiang Quan asked.
Ying Bao did the math and said, "The tentative price is four hundred coins per box."
The cost of the icing plus the cost of the fruit, plus the labor cost, you can probably make half of it if you sell it for 400.
If business improves in the future, it will not be too late to increase the price.
"What about golden ears?" Jiang Quan asked.
Ying Bao: "Such a small box can only hold half a catty of golden ears, so we will sell ten taels per box."
"What? Half a catty is only ten taels, so why not twenty taels for one catty?"
Jiang Quan was excited and then a little worried: "It's so expensive, who will buy it?"
Yingbao: "You don't have to worry about this."
If you can't sell it, give it to Zhou Mao's steward. Otherwise, keep it in the cave yourself. It can be kept for a long time. You can just sell it the next year. Anyway, it won't be wasted.
The brothers and sisters put all the preserved fruits into boxes, placed some in the shop, and stored the rest in the backyard room.
Not to mention, two people came in that day and bought several boxes of preserved fruits to take away, saying they were taking them back to their hometown to give away.
Jiang Quan was so excited that he pulled his little cousin and asked, "Yingbao, what if our preserved fruits are sold out?"
Now there are only about 200 kilograms of preserved fruits left in the shop, and at this rate, they will be sold out in less than a month.
"When the time comes, we'll go to the hawker to buy some. I see that the hawker's preserved fruits are much cheaper than ours. We just need to pack them after collecting them, but we must choose the ones in good quality."
Ying Bao pointed to the packaging box, "Order two hundred more boxes and let the bamboo shop use colorful bamboo strips to weave our store name on the boxes when we make them."
In this way, the gift box looks more refined.
"I know!" Jiang Quan nodded repeatedly.
Jiang Cheng said from the side: "Our golden ear and snow fungus are about to be harvested soon. Why not customize a batch of lacquered wooden boxes as soon as possible. That one looks more expensive and holds the golden ear in a more decent way."
"Okay, brother, if you think of it, go ahead and do it. Remember to write down the name of the store when customizing."
"OK!"
The brother and sister reached a consensus and began to divide the work.
Jiang Quan went to inspect the market and bought some food that was easy to store on the market, put it in bamboo boxes and labeled it with his own label.
Not to mention, people actually came to buy it, and even bought several boxes at once. When asked, they all took it back to their hometowns.
Jiang Quan was so pleasantly surprised that he started to tremble like chicken blood and went all over the county to inquire about it.
Bargain with the pastry shop and put the box in the box and label it after buying it.
In the past few days, the store's business has suddenly improved, and it can sell dozens of boxes of various kinds of preserved snacks and fruits in one day.
"Sure enough, the packaging is different. Hahaha!"
Jiang Quan laughed proudly, and his men kept weighing the snacks.
Yingbao's handwriting is neat and beautiful, so she took on the task of writing product labels. Now she has written more than a hundred labels.
Jiang Cheng is doing the accounting.
Business has been booming recently, so the running account must be done, and the purchase account and loss account must be done separately.
For now, we still can’t tell how much we will earn, so we can only wait until the end of the month to figure it out.
On this day, Yingbao was writing labels in the backyard when she heard Erni shout: "Yingbao, the female patient is here!"
Female patient?
I almost forgot, Gao Lifan's daughter Dongmei seems to need to change her prescription.
Yingbao put down her pen, packed up the product labels, took out the medicine box and put it on the table, and called to Erni: "Second sister, please come in."
Erni responded and said to Zhang and Dongmei, mother and daughter, "Go to the backyard. My cousin will examine you in the back room."
"Yes." Mrs. Zhang supported her daughter and walked towards the backyard.
Seeing Ying Bao, Dongmei gave her a blessing and said, "I'll ask the doctor for a follow-up consultation."