The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 11 Bet
"Guess what you pretend."

"Guess again?" Roy frowned. She really didn't understand why the store manager suddenly liked to test her so much, but she still gave the answer relying on her extraordinary knowledge.

"Frederson Workshop is the largest OEM factory in Zaun. It covers many fields but not in-depth. However, his family's automated assembly line is very famous. I guess you asked this workshop to make some kind of automation device .”

"Smart." Zell opened the box and revealed the answer.

An alloy device was lying tightly surrounded by a lot of wood chips. Its round and flat shape looked a bit solid, but compared with other machines, it could be said to be small and cute.

"It's a sweeper, literally, a robot that sweeps the floor."

Zell pushed aside the sawdust, placed the sweeper driven by the alchemy device on the ground, and pressed the switch to start it.

The sweeper makes a slight buzzing sound, moving slowly to suck all the dust on the path into the machine, and when it hits an obstacle, it will also shift direction and sweep in another direction.

Roy watched the whole process and commented from time to time.

"The logic of this machine seems very simple. If you go to Tomorrow Forge, it will be mass-produced soon. Jess's transporter 'Little Gold Nugget' is produced by our factory, which is much more complicated than yours."

"Hextech... It's still cheaper to process through Zaun." Zell complained.

He had seen the little gold nugget on the last evolution day. He looked exactly like the little yellow man, with a hat on his head. He didn't see what the pair of mechanical claws had moved, but he was quite skilled in shaking hands.

"You are stupid, if you sell us the patent of this invention, you will not only get a machine, but also a large patent fee. By the way, store manager, did you sell the patent? If not, I will buy it. "

"No. You think this thing is useful?"

"There are still some prospects. For example, I don't want others to come in and out of my room but I have to clean it. The sweeper is a good choice." As the daughter of a capitalist, Roy has also cultivated some business sense under her influence.

Zell imagined a little, a boudoir bigger than his storefront, envy is nothing but envy.

"Of course, this sweeper is also very suitable for our shop. It can be said to be tailor-made." Roy felt that she had guessed Zell's intentions.

"How?" Zell asked curiously.

"Our shop can be regarded as half a restaurant now. The fluff from the Poro's body, the food crumbs all over the floor, and the dust brought in by the guests from outside, if these things float into the coffee, the guests can still be satisfied. Do you drink coffee? So it is very important to keep clean at all times, and with the sweeper, I don’t have to sweep the floor several times a day.”

Knowing that she cared about her, the store manager was finally reliable once, and Roy was very relieved.

"Actually, I didn't think about it that much, I just did it for fun." Zell said, moving the sweeper to the display case, which is the transparent glass room where the Poro are.

The Poro showed a lot of curiosity about this new iron guy. After probing around, they found that this guy was clumsy, bumping into walls like a blind man, so they used their horns to prevent it from moving forward.

In the end, I couldn't hold back the stubborn sweeper, so I just jumped on it and sat on it, patrolling around with the machine.

The poro found new fun and all ran to the machine to stack arhats.And the last resistance of the machine was probably an unsteady poro that rolled down from its body every time it bumped into a wall and changed direction.

It turned out that this was for the Poro to ride for fun, and had nothing to do with her.

"By the way Roy, is the patent fee enough to pay for the snow machine?"

Roy watched the whole process silently, and when she heard this, she responded with a half-smile: "There is no patent fee, I will ask someone to design a better version later, and you can sue me for plagiarism."

"Oh, why are you jealous with Poro?"

"I do not have!"

"Then why did you kick the machine over?"

……

two hours later.

The new store opened, and in the coffee shop that should have been extremely busy, there were only a few customers at the moment, each with a Poro scattered around.

Roy stood behind the bar, wiping the cup over and over again in boredom, absent-minded.

"Shop Manager, isn't it suitable to open a store today? There aren't many customers."

"It's not there yet, everyone is at work."

At the bar, Zell ordered a cup of coffee, put a colander on the delicate rim of the cup, and placed two squares of sugar on it.

What he is doing is acting as a guest, not simply fishing.

The hot coffee was poured, the sugar cube gradually melted and collapsed, and the last residue had nowhere to escape, falling into the dark liquid.

Blow away the steam, take a sip, it seems that the milk flavor is missing.

He doesn't really like coffee unless he adds milk and sugar until the aroma and sweetness of the coffee can coexist.

"But it's too little." Roy took the colander and cleaned it up.

The guests outside the door are like water flowing through a filter, most of them are screened out, and only a few water droplets are left on the colander.

"There are advantages to being less. We only have five poro now, and there are too many people, and you can't accommodate them."

"I feel like they should be more popular." Roy, who couldn't reach the expected customer flow and couldn't exert herself, was thinking annoyedly: "What's the problem? Is it the price?"

"It won't be a matter of price. I have already set the price very low, and most people can afford it." Zell said slowly.

The price of the Poro Cafe is still very advantageous. Ordering a single drink is only a few percent more expensive than other cafes, and you can also play with Poro.If it is replaced by cat coffee, the same drink will be several times more expensive than the milk tea shop on the roadside.

Zell opened the store to accumulate Poro energy, and making money is only secondary.

"Is that because the coffee I made is bad? Or is my service attitude bad?"

"You go to a coffee shop to drink tea. If the coffee is not good or the clerk's service attitude is bad, will you argue with the clerk on the spot? Or make a silent note in your heart and don't come next time?"

"Unless it is unbearable, educated people will choose the latter."

"That's right, attitude and taste affect repeat customers, and the number of customers on the first day depends on the first impression customers have of us."

"First impression..." Roy first took a look at the coffee shop, and then silently looked at Zell: "It turned out to be you! You move me to another place to drink coffee, sit at the bar and talk to the clerk to influence the customer's order The bastard store manager!"

"Didn't you think it was your problem?" Zell was speechless, the girl hadn't realized that she was out of place in the coffee shop.

"Me? What could be wrong with me."

"Your body is not suitable for this occasion."

Roy put down the cup, lowered her head and fiddled with her clothes.

This outfit has not been specially selected, it is just a set of normal clothes that are not the same as yesterday that were randomly taken out of the closet.

What could be wrong with this?
"I walked into other coffee shops in this suit, and no one said anything."

Roy sees nothing wrong with herself, but in the eyes of others, she looks a bit extravagant.

Zell remembered that a customer just saw Roy and left silently without ordering anything. Just like the little brother who sent the machine before, his class concept was deeply ingrained.

"In other shops, you are a customer, and the more expensive the clothes, the more dignified you are, but here you are the clerk. Don't the customers feel scared when they see the high-end clothes you wear? Are you in the mood to drink coffee after being served by you?"

"But when I was running a pet store, there was no such problem."

Roy didn't think it was a big deal.The guest came to see the pet, not her, so what did it have to do with what she was wearing.

"The consumer group is different. Pets are a luxury. People who choose pets are basically rich people with a calmer mentality. People who come to coffee shops just want to have a drink. How high can the consumption be? Then your appearance broke their psychological expectations, and everyone was scared away by you."

"This is the Poro Cafe, not the Missy Cafe. You have to lower your posture and change into cheaper clothes so that the customers won't feel uncomfortable. Tell me your measurements, and I'll find someone to order two sets of maids I will give you the uniform, and you will wear it to work in the future."

Can measurements like this tell you?And let the daughter of the Philos family wear a maid outfit?
Roy was smiling, but her hands were trembling slightly.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll throw you out."

Zell shrugged and drank the rest of the coffee in one go: "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet. We switch identities, and I will receive guests. The loser will wear a maid outfit to open the business."

"Then I'll be the store manager?"

"No, just pretend to be a guest and play with the Poro."

(End of this chapter)