"Hmm, it is quite simple. Although the cost of making cakes is not low, the process is straightforward, and the cakes taste great. They’re not too sweet, and the finished products look very appealing. We also have the novelty of birthday cakes to draw attention. Even if we set the price a bit higher, they’ll definitely be popular,"
"Capital City isn’t short of wealthy people. When they see such a novel cake, they’ll surely want to buy it and give it a try," Tang Lin analyzed the future promotional methods and market prospects for the birthday cakes.
"Wow, Brother Tang Lin, you thought of so much in just a short while. You’re really amazing!" Jiang Mianmian exclaimed admiringly.
Tang Lin was simply born to do business. He wasn’t very old, but between tasting the birthday cake and now, he had already listed out the costs and selling points of the birthday cake.
It wasn’t the first time Tang Lin had been praised for his business acumen, but it was the first time he had received such praise from someone younger than himself. He smiled lightly and said, "Heh, it’s nothing, not worth mentioning."
Jiang Mianmian and Tang Lin discussed things to be aware of when opening the shop later, while Cheng An was near the kitchen door, whipping cream with a mixer.
Just when Cheng An was enjoying himself, the mixer in his hand suddenly stopped.
"Hey, Mianmian, the mixer stopped." Cheng An thought he might have broken it and quickly spoke to Jiang Mianmian.
Jiang Mianmian went over to check the mixer, and Cheng An immediately protested his innocence, "Mianmian, I did everything just like you said. I didn’t do anything extra."
Seeing him , Jiang Mianmian couldn’t help but smile and said, "Brother Cheng An, it’s okay, the mixer has just run out of battery. I’ll replace the battery and it will work again."
"What? Out of battery? You scared me. I thought I had broken it," Cheng An patted his chest and sighed in relief.
However, Tang Lin slightly furrowed his brows and asked, "Mianmian, how many times have you used this mixer?"
While replacing the battery, Jiang Mianmian answered, "I’ve used it twice before, and this was before I finished the third time.
The batteries these days have a small capacity, aren’t durable, and ordinary ones can’t be recharged, only replaced.
This would increase the cost of making cakes.
Tang Lin said, "If two batteries can only make cakes twice, then the cost of the cake has increased again."
In business, naturally, costs should be minimized wherever possible.
Hearing this, Jiang Mianmian pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Tang Lin, the batteries aren’t lasting because their storage capacity is insufficient. I’ll try to find a way to increase the capacity of the batteries. If the batteries can last longer, naturally the cost will come down."
Tang Lin and others didn’t know that the first color television in Hua Country was made by Jiang Mianmian. When they heard her bold statement, they didn’t take it seriously, but they did not discourage the young girl’s confidence either.
Tang Lin smiled and nodded, "Alright, Mianmian, look into it, but don’t stress. If we can’t reduce the cost, we’ll just set the price of cakes a bit higher."
Although a higher price might mean selling fewer cakes at first, they could rely on word of mouth to slowly open up the market.
"Right, Mianmian, go for it! We believe in you," Cheng An cheerfully encouraged her.
"Mianmian, do your best, and if you need help with anything, just say so," Xu Sheng also encouraged.
Only Yu Cheng didn’t say anything, but he was the only one who truly believed Jiang Mianmian could do it.
After the mixer’s battery was replaced, Cheng An took over the task. It seemed fun to him.