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Chapter 12 Keep the Market Hungry

After having a simple dinner with Mu Zi, the two returned to their apartment complex in Siming District together.

When Song Qi got home, he was sitting on the sofa in the living room fiddling with his new phone. Seeing his daughter return, he quickly stood up and asked, "Have you eaten? Dad will cook you some dumplings."

"I came back after eating out with Mu Zi."

Seeing the phone packaging box, instruction manual, and charger spread out on the table, Song Youan asked with a smile, "So, did you understand it?"

"I don't understand." Song Qi looked embarrassed and handed the phone to his daughter: "Why don't you keep it? I'll just use mine."

“It’s okay if you don’t know how to use it. I came back specifically to teach you. These electronic products are updated and iterated very quickly these days. You have to try to learn and use them more, otherwise you will be eliminated by society.” Song Youan said seriously, and started fiddling with her hands: “I’ll record your face unlock first, so you won’t need to enter a password when you turn it on in the future.”

……

The next morning, Song Youan was woken up by a phone call.

"Hello, who is it?"

She asked drowsily with her eyes closed.

A clear, magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, are you Ms. Song Youan?"

"It's me." Song Youan forced her heavy eyelids open and sat up, glancing at the time on her phone screen: 9:27 AM.

"Hello Ms. Song, I apologize for disturbing your rest. I am Chi Yu, the general manager of Lanting Club. All the work related to the handover of Lanting Club to you has been completed. When would you be free to come over in person? All departments are ready to report to you."

Song You'an, whose thoughts were still half-dreaming, sat up straight upon hearing this, and her voice became serious: "I'll go over around five o'clock today. In order to avoid delaying everyone's departure from work, there's no need to report on work today. You can stay and wait for me."

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Song Youan was fully awake.

To be honest, she was still unsure about taking over the Lanting Club because she had no business experience, let alone running such a large-scale club.

But now that it's a fait accompli, she can only accept it and grit her teeth and go for it.

Today's main task is to deliver cakes to the young ladies of Dazhao. Adhering to the principle of a conscientious merchant, Song Youan chose to source her cakes from the best-reputed cake shop in the entire Jinghai City.

Both the craftsmanship and the flavor of the ingredients are a step up from the previous two days.

After changing clothes and arriving in Dazhao, Song You'an carried an insulated box and began delivering goods to each mansion one by one with the addresses in her hand. These noble mansions were mostly located in the center of the capital, which saved her some trouble.

She had already decided that she would no longer set up a stall on the street. Ordinary people couldn't afford her cakes, so she might as well focus on doing business with the wealthy and powerful.

The first one was the Li family of the Duke of Su's mansion.

Yu'er, who was standing next to Li Chuyou, came out to receive the goods herself. Song You'an gave her an extra portion of mango pomelo sago. The insulated box was equipped with dry ice, so it was icy cold when it was taken out. In the sweltering summer, a sip of it would be refreshing and cooling, very comfortable.

"I must thank Miss Li for her advice yesterday. This mango pomelo sago is a gift from me to you."

"Only my young lady has it?" Taro asked with a smile.

Song Youan nodded: "This is the only one. I hope Miss Yu'er will convey my gratitude to Miss Li."

Yu'er was delighted to hear this and felt that Miss Song was very sensible: "Don't worry, I will pass it on. Here is one hundred taels, please accept it."

As Yu'er turned to leave, Song You'an added, "There's one more thing I'd like to ask you to convey, Miss Yu'er: the raw materials and ingredients for this batch of cakes have all run out, and there won't be any more stock anytime soon." "Ah?" Yu'er exclaimed in surprise, "But Miss really likes them, what will she do if she wants to eat them?"

Song Youan smiled slightly and said, "The next batch of finished products will be available in half a month. If your young lady likes them, she can place an order with me today, and I will deliver them on time."

"Then Miss Song, please wait a moment, I'll be right back." Yu'er said, carrying the food box and running into the mansion.

She came running back in a short while: "Miss, I've kept you waiting. My young lady said that Madam's birthday is in half a month from now, on the 8th of the 11th of the 12th of the 13th lunar month. The mansion will be holding a grand banquet for guests, and she would like to order a hundred cakes of different flavors from you."

After saying that, Yu'er took out another hundred taels of silver notes: "This is the deposit!"

"Alright, I will deliver the items on time."

Even though she could guarantee a sufficient supply of goods every day, Song Youan would insist that there was no stock available; this was a little trick of hers.

The reason was that she spent the whole night thinking about how to make the business last longer, and the answer she came up with was to keep the market hungry.

If you can eat it whenever you want, then this cake isn't anything special. Besides, even the most delicious food will eventually become tiresome, so she can't feed these ladies too much at once.

Pre-orders and limited quantities are the best way to keep the cakes fresh. At least until she comes up with a better business opportunity, the small cakes have to stay afloat and not become obsolete too quickly.

So, Song You'an said that the next batch of goods from the next few stores had all been pre-ordered by Miss Li of the Duke of Su's mansion in preparation for her birthday celebration.

The ladies all expressed their understanding and did not make things difficult for Song You'an.

Until they arrived at the Marquis of Fuyang's residence.

"Miss Song, my young lady invites you to her residence for a chat."

Song Youan took a deep breath and nodded.

Following the maid, we passed through the front hall and the middle hall, and then turned and turned in the side corridors. We walked for a long time before finally entering an elegant little house.

On the soft, red-sleeved wooden couch, Zhu Ling leaned against it. Only when Song You'an arrived did she slowly sit up with the help of her maid.

"This humble woman greets Miss." Song You'an bowed respectfully.

Zhu Ling smiled slightly and gently raised her chin: "Sit down and let's talk."

Song Youan glanced at the chair on the side, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down.

Zhu Ling is straightforward and doesn't mince words, so she immediately got straight to the point: "You mean the next batch of cakes has all been reserved by Sister Chu You?"

“Yes, the Duke of Su’s mansion is having a grand birthday banquet in half a month. Miss Li and I have ordered a hundred cakes, and that’s all the next batch we can make,” Song You’an said, her eyes slightly lowered.

Zhu Ling nodded gently upon hearing this: "Indeed, with the Duchess of Su's birthday approaching, it is reasonable for Sister Chu You to do this."

Hearing her say that, Song Youan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Zhu Ling changed the subject and tentatively asked, "Is it really only possible to make one hundred pieces? Miss Song, since you're running a business, why set such a rigid quantity?"

Song Youan pursed her thin lips slightly, her mind racing.

“I can still offer double the price. Don’t you want to make money off a rich girl like me?” Zhu Ling leaned forward, concealing her usual arrogance, and spoke calmly to Song You’an, “Or what reward would you like, Miss? Just say the word, and I will definitely grant it!”

(End of this chapter)