Seventies Sweetheart: From Breakup to Billionaire-Chapter 290: Net Profit

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Net Profit
Lin Xiang also felt that raising wages wasn’t appropriate.
After all, it was only the first day on the job today, so enthusiasm is understandable.
If she raises wages every time she sees the sisters working diligently, over time she might be seen as a pushover.
But Lin Xiang isn’t Zhou Bapi either; she knows the sisters are working far beyond their pay, so she can’t just ignore that.
So when calculating their wages, she’ll give them more commissions and other benefits.
Ren Doudou, being by herself, has to wash and pick vegetables, as well as cook, which is a bit overwhelming.
So Lin Xiang decided that Ren Doudou would be responsible for four meat dishes every day, and the other six vegetarian dishes would be cooked by each sister, two dishes each.
Ren Doudou’s salary was set at thirty-five yuan a month, and the other sisters at thirty-two yuan.
Though their salary increased by just two yuan a month, the sisters were happy, not even considering how much more work they’d have to do every day.
Even though it seemed like they were constantly busy, the work wasn’t actually tiring, and it was much easier than the farm work they did before moving to the city.
Lin Xiang couldn’t really help, so she simply took notes at a table and thought about the week’s menu.
Unlike other industries, food service essentially has no days off, so Lin Xiang’s weekly menu covers seven days.
Halfway through writing, Lin Xiang tore up the page.
"I remember telling Manager Shi that I would just choose vegetables based on what’s available at the market each day, but now I don’t know what vegetables will be delivered each day, so how am I supposed to plan a menu?"
Lin Xiang tapped her head: "I’ve been so busy these past few days that I’ve gotten a bit silly."
Nevertheless, she still wrote a part of a home-style menu, intending for Ren Doudou and the others to decide what dishes to make based on it each day.
Dishes from the morning and afternoon can overlap or be made anew.
Lin Xiang has only one rule: don’t sell leftovers.
At five in the afternoon, classmates began coming in one after another to dine, and Xingfu Restaurant got busy again.
After seeing off the last customer, the few big containers were also empty.
"The afternoon business was clearly not as good as the morning. In the morning, it felt like we didn’t have enough to sell, but surprisingly there were some leftovers in the afternoon."
An older sister, looking at the remains in the containers, sighed sadly: "Should we wait a bit longer, in case someone comes? The young boss won’t allow selling overnight food; if we can’t sell it all, we’d have to throw it away, which would be a waste?"
"Who says we have to throw it away? Wasting food is shameful."
Lin Xiang pulled out four aluminum lunch boxes like she was doing a magic trick, "For the stuff that doesn’t sell, the sisters can pack it up and take it home."
"We can just take these nice dishes home?"
The sisters didn’t mind at all that the dishes were leftovers.
After all, some of them were made by themselves, using fresh meat and vegetables, with plenty of seasoning — way tastier than what they make at home.
Since Lin Xiang said that the business of Xingfu Restaurant depends not only on portion size and price but also on taste. If the food doesn’t taste good enough, people would rather eat at a nearby canteen than go out of their way to come here.
So when cooking, whether it’s salt or other seasonings, they used a lot, unlike at home where they’re stingy even with salt, not to mention oil.
The sisters were not only unbothered but rather happily divided up the remaining dishes in the containers.
However, they only took the vegetarian dishes and two of the meat dishes, leaving two buckets of vegetarian dishes, evidently reserved for the Lin mother and daughter.
Before leaving, Lin Xiang said to the sisters, "No need to come too early tomorrow; just make sure to arrive by 9:10 in the morning."
"Don’t worry, young boss, we will definitely not be late!"
After sending off the sisters, Cheng Jinyun carried the leftover food and accompanied Lin Xiang and Mrs. Lin home.
As soon as they entered the yard, Mrs. Lin locked the door behind them.
She was eager to get Lin Xiang into the hall and have her take out the money gathered today to count.
Lin Xiang was also curious about how much they sold today, so she emptied the nearly overflowing sling bag onto the table, dividing them into three piles to have Mrs. Lin and Cheng Jinyun join in counting.
Looking at the pile of cash and change in front of them, Cheng Jinyun couldn’t help but recall the time at Li Hua Team when he and Lin Xiang first set up a stall to sell sweet potato noodles and counted their earnings afterward.
Though it was more than a year ago, it felt like it was just yesterday.
"I have a total of 108 yuan and 37 cents here."
"112 yuan and 70 cents exactly."
"I have 96 yuan and 83 cents."
The mother and daughter each ed the amounts they counted.
Though the table was covered with low denomination bills and coins, the quantity couldn’t be ignored.
Mrs. Lin’s voice trembled as she spoke, "So we sold over 300 yuan today?"
"To be precise, it’s 317 yuan and 90 cents."
Mrs. Lin leaned back on the chair, murmuring softly, "Over 310 yuan; we actually sold 317 yuan in one day!"
The 317 yuan and 90 cents did not include the over five yuan Lin Xiang paid Quanfu Building to buy meat, nor the cost of vegetables afterward. If everything were added up, today’s earnings would be nearly 330 yuan.
What does 330 yuan mean in the seventies?
If this level of earnings could be sustained for just eight days, she could buy another house or land!
"Girl, after subtracting the costs, how much is our net profit today?"
Buying land and building houses, as well as buying freezers and furniture, including tables, chairs, benches, pots, bowls, and utensils, added up to over six thousand yuan, but this shouldn’t be included in the cost.
Because the land and house now belong to Lin Xiang, she will own them permanently, with no way to spread the costs out daily.
The calculable costs are only for the vegetables and wages.
Two purchases of vegetables, meat, rice, coal, and various seasonings today cost around 30 yuan.
The combined salary for the three sisters and Ren Doudou totals about 4 yuan.
"Today’s net profit is around 150 yuan. Of course, if we include the house costs, probably only around 110 yuan."
Actual profit would be over 290 yuan; Lin Xiang gave Mrs. Lin a figure that was significantly reduced by half.
It’s not that she doesn’t trust Mrs. Lin — after all, the money isn’t handed to her, Lin Xiang herself collects it.
It’s just that Lin Xiang is worried if Mrs. Lin is coaxed by the aunties in the neighborhood, and one slip reveals the real profit, it will attract people plotting against them. Xingfu Restaurant might not even be able to continue operating, let alone bear the consequences.
But even if it’s just over a hundred, it’s already enough to surprise Mrs. Lin.
"Before, we’d work ourselves to death to earn 20 or 30 yuan a day at most, and today we actually earned over a hundred?"