Such good news, anyone who heard about it and didn’t have pressing matters made their way over gradually.
The business was booming on the first day.
Then, the staff in the store took out the VIP cards they had prepared in advance to pitch to the customers.
Not only could VIP cardholders enjoy special services and double the amount of premium fruit as an added bonus...
Many people purchased VIP cards with the lowest recharge starting at a thousand.
At this point, everyone’s confidence in the Jimei Herbal Food Hall still stemmed from the quality of the fruits and the taste of the medicinal diet.
No one had yet experienced the medicinal value of the dishes.
Interestingly, although the high-priced health-oriented medicinals were being sold today, not a single person bought them.
A bowl of whitening soup cost five hundred, one bowl a day, and at least ten days in a row.
Many said that if eating once was enough, they wouldn’t mind spending five hundred or even a thousand, but ten days... too expensive, too costly, they couldn’t afford it.
The slimming soup was even pricier.
Five hundred a day, but you had to take it for twenty consecutive days.
The hair-growth one was slightly cheaper, two hundred a day, but you still needed to drink it for fifteen days.
In fact, many were interested in the hair-growth medicinal diet.
However, they all planned to wait and see for a while longer.
If everyone found it effective, they’d be willing to grit their teeth and accept the high price.
Past four in the afternoon, Song Ting unexpectedly brought Song Enzhi and Song Ennian over.
Meng Chuyue joked with a smile, "No one is buying our beauty medicinal cuisine; we might as well give you a few bowls for free to avoid waste."
Song Ting handed Meng Chuyue a red envelope with a laugh, "Sure, as long as you’re willing, we have no problems with that."
Meng Chuyue, "I was always willing, but now that you’ve given a red envelope, you’re not considered our customer but family, so everything is free today. Come on, I’ll personally take care of your order."
After arranging for Song Ting and his party, Meng Chuyue opened the red envelope she had put in the space and discovered it wasn’t money inside, but recipes for several medicinal diets.
All for treating complicated and miscellaneous diseases.
Some she had, some she did not.
She quietly told Shen Ci about it and then asked, "Could he have guessed that you are his son?"
Though Song Ting had forgotten that part of his memory, it was normal for him to have all kinds of wild guesses and come to this speculation.
Shen Ci just smiled, "Whether he has or hasn’t, it’s all good."
Meng Chuyue also smiled, "That’s true."
In the evening, they all counted money together.
Apart from Meng Chuyue, Shen Ci, Han Zheng, there was also Zhao Xiaoxin and Su Jinnian.
Zhao Xiaoxin had always felt guilty for spending too much of Meng Chuyue’s money, but finding out that on the first day of the Medicinal Food Hall’s opening, excluding the income from VIP cards, the gross income was over eighty thousand and the net income was over forty thousand, she felt reassured.
Su Jinnian was envious.
Because he knew that all the skills in the medicinal diet came from Meng Chuyue.
Meaning, without Meng Chuyue, Shen Ci wouldn’t have made this money.
The business turnover was even higher on the second day, with the gross income reaching one hundred and twenty thousand.
On the third day, one hundred and fifty thousand.
On the fourth day, although it was expected that the business might slow down as there were fewer promotions, the results turned out to be even better as the effects of the medicinals gradually started to show.
And what was even more impressive, two customers ordered the slimming soup.
According to these two customers, they were good friends of Song Ting who came to buy the slimming soup after Song Ting had highly recommended it.
Upon hearing this, Meng Chuyue immediately offered them a twenty percent discount, "Since Uncle Song introduced you and you are the first ones to try our slimming soup, a discount is a must."
These two customers, both in their forties but not yet fifty, one was one seventy-two centimeters tall and weighed two hundred pounds.
The other was one eighty centimeters and weighed two hundred and forty pounds.
As the customers savored the delicious slimming soup, one of them suddenly asked, "We middle-aged fatties usually suffer from conditions like high blood pressure and high cholesterol, so is this medicinal diet so expensive because in addition to slimming down, it can also treat these diseases?"