Gong Fu was really shocked this afternoon. He had worriedly discussed it with Luo Liang before going out, fearing that he would break the young master's heart in the end, so he thought a lot and waited to comfort him when he came back.
Lonely, he walked all the way to the shop he had selected in advance, said hello to the shopkeeper, and then set up his stall. This shop was owned by the Chen family, so naturally he didn't say much. Gong Fu felt a little embarrassed. I was not afraid of becoming a joke when I quoted the two prices, but I was afraid that the shop would be criticized because of my tiredness. However, I had to do what the young master ordered me to do. .
According to the young master's instructions, for the first half hour, all he had to do was "gather people" as he taught. Gong Fu then arranged things in a proper manner. It didn't take long for the storyteller surnamed Fang to come and help. He was telling stories on the side. It didn't take long for a large number of people to gather. Seeing that the time set on the cloth in the morning had almost arrived, they laid out the flower dew and introduced the functions the young master said.
Unexpectedly, before the originally prepared speech was finished, someone impatiently shouted to buy it. Everyone's emotions were aroused, and more and more people asked about the price.
But it was really hard for him to say it. For two dollars, it was only half the price and only sold for three days, with only ten bottles a day. Based on his understanding of this flower dew, isn't this a joke?
A man who looked like a servant from a wealthy family came over with a white porcelain vase and asked him if the toilet water he was selling was the same as the one in the white porcelain vase. He recognized it as the batch he had made for the first time a few days ago. He nodded in agreement, but the other party opened his mouth and said that he would take as much as he wanted, which surprised him. He followed the young master's instructions and only said that each person would only sell one bottle. The other party also shouted that he wanted to discuss it directly with the person in charge. Gong Fu thought about how the other party would look when he knew the price.
When he was done talking, many people started shouting loudly again. Gong Fu carefully reported the price. Looking at the crowd around him, the atmosphere immediately cooled down. He thought that he might have forgotten the rule of only selling ten bottles a day. Unexpectedly, the man from before just slapped the money in front of him, took the flower nectar and left
"By the way, the matchmaker has gone, and Xiaosheng dragged her to the study door. I waited for the madam to come, and the madam said: "Zhang Sheng, you are here, drink a few glasses of wine, and go to the bedroom to have sex with Yingying! "When the young man arrived in the bedroom, he and his sister took off their belts and took off their clothes. They were dancing together, enjoying the joy of fish and water, and working together to achieve their wish to fly. Looking at him, her cloud servant girl was drooping, her starry eyes were slightly hazy, she was turned over with emeralds, and her stockings were embroidered with mandarin ducks. ; I don¡¯t know what life is like? Let¡¯s listen to the explanation next time.¡±
Fang Di stopped for a sip of tea. He hadn't finished practicing "The West Chamber" yet, so he simply found the place where Luo Liang studied in the morning to help them build up their momentum and practice speaking along the way.
However, when he heard about the price of this toilet water, he couldn't help but secretly complain that the young master of the Chen family was used to being pampered. He only sold one bottle for two days at half price for three days, as if he had suffered a huge loss. He only sells ten bottles a day. Could he be suffering from hysteria?
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"If it weren't for the fact that many of the servants who came to buy some "flower dew" had gone to Zhuangyuan Building to listen to his storytelling, he would have almost suspected whether it was a deliberate show.
Seeing that after Gong Fu left, people kept coming over to inquire about this "floral dew". Fang Di's heart was bleeding. In the morning, Chen Yue gave him two bottles of floral dew, so he took one out to take a look. After all, it didn't matter what he did. He poured half the bottle out in one breath. The remaining half bottle was begged for the younger son to play with. I don't know if I can give him some left now. Two dollars is the monthly income of a new storyteller! This prodigal boy must be dealt with properly when he goes back.
Fortunately, he still had a bottle in his arms, so he took it out while he was reading a book here. However, before the price was even announced, someone threw down three pieces of money and snatched it away. At that time, he felt happy and energetic. He stayed and talked for a few more paragraphs. Unexpectedly, in just such a short time, someone shouted Wu Guan to Luo Liang who came to see the situation. This kid even insisted that they sold out today and asked them to come back tomorrow. He saw it with his own eyes. There were forty or fifty bottles placed in the yard!
Han Hao stood in a corner not far away and looked at the fiery scene here. He nudged Chen Yue beside him with his elbow: "Shangwen, your play is so fake that it sounds like the real one. You lied to me last time about this." Lao Shizi wants twenty guan a bottle, which will make me feel bad for a long time when I go back. Today I must treat us to a drink."
"It's not all a show, half of it is real," Chen Yue looked away from a distance and said with a smile, "Your twenty-guan bottle is the first batch of floral dew made in the world, and it has been stored for two years. I can sell it as an antique, but can I still lose you? Besides, haven¡¯t I paid you back all the ten dollars I bought you today? You got five bottles of toilet water for free, but you come to me to beg for a drink. I think it¡¯s cheap. .¡±
The young master named Huang Qian on the side also laughed and said: "When did Shang Wen learn this good trick? Even if we pay back ten guan, we still made ten guan money in this short half hour. It looks like we won't need it tomorrow." Have I waited?"
Huang Qian and Chen Yue often played together in the past and had a good relationship. Chen Yue talked to him more casually: "You don't have a chance to come tomorrow even if you want to. Let's go and find a tea shop to sit down. I'll treat you to a drink." You can still make do with a cup of tea.¡±
Several people laughed and scolded Chen Yue for being stingy, and walked all the way to the other end. They were all playboys in Hangzhou who played games all day long. Before, Chen Yue only thought of them as a fun thing to have, so naturally they didn't expect this "flower dew". "How huge profits can be made in the future? Besides, they don't have to spend a penny. They all gathered together to help and watch a good show along the way."
Chen Yue thought that it was still the coldest month of winter in the twelfth lunar month. It would be easier to sell toilet water in summer. After all, only then would the effectiveness of repelling mosquitoes and insect repellants be reflected. After taking the first money, it was time to rent a shop. God asked Luo Liang to come out and look for him.
Just as he was thinking about something, a group of short-built people walked past, shouting and murmuring. Chen Yue heard that the words were in Japanese. He didn't know why Japanese slaves came to Hangzhou, so he frowned and said nothing. , and a few friends went into the tea shop nearby.
"Master Huang?" A soft female voice came from behind.
Chen Yue looked back. He looked familiar, but couldn't recognize him.
This chapter is from yesterday. It has been too late at 4 or 5 in the past few days. Yesterday, I finally went berserk and died heroically with the headphones I had been using for half a year. I will update another chapter tonight, and then go to bed early to adjust to the jet lag.
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