Chapter 44: Those days when I was a salesperson in ancient times (4)

Author: Maple Tree

Chapter 44: Those days when I was a salesperson in ancient times (4)

Then several groups of customers came. Without exception, they all first looked at the Ping'an fruit from the medicine seller's house, but finally chose the Ping'an fruit from Liu Yue's house. For those people, sixty-six cents is not a lot of money.

, naturally I am more inclined to buy the Ping'an fruit from Liuyue's online store with both good quality and good looks.

What she originally bought was a good fortune, but actually the red silk Liu Yue bought wasn't that good either.

It's just that the wound medicine dealers were really stingy. They bought the lowest quality dyed linen and wrote the calligraphy themselves. But their cultural level was naturally not as good as Shen Qingyan, who was admitted as a scholar at the age of twelve.

Liu Yue's handwriting can only be regarded as pretty, but Liu Yue's two sides together will naturally make her look even worse.

Liu Yuedao: "It's not that my rank is high, it's just that my opponent is too rubbish."

The drug dealers are still jealous of this profit.

Uncle Zhong's heart was bleeding when he bought it, but he didn't expect that Liu Yue would make money back in one transaction. Each square foot of cloth is twice as expensive as cotton cloth, and their apples are not big, so they bought two feet of cloth.

It only cost 80 liters, including the cost of pen and ink, a total of 200 liters. Shen Qingyan's labor costs have not been included for the time being.

After several clients were relocated and intercepted, the medicine dealers finally realized that the clients were no longer easy to fool, and they might not be able to defeat Liu Yue's family unless they spent some money.

Several people got together to discuss.

Wang Gui, the eldest brother among the group, was the first to speak: "How about we pool some money together and buy some good red silk?"

Everyone nodded and said yes.

Liu Yong interjected: "This is not the only problem we have. Our handwriting is not as good as other people's."

Liu Yong is the only one among these medicine dealers who has learned to read and write for a few days. However, because his qualifications are really mediocre, he did not even pass the entrance examination, so he became a medicine dealer. However, although his educational level is

He is not as good as a serious scholar, but he still stands out among the vendors, and everyone respects him.

The words on the red silk today were also written by him.

Seeing Liu Yong take the initiative to ask this question, everyone felt a little bit happy in embarrassment. Fortunately, he took the initiative to ask this question, otherwise they really didn't know how to ask. You must know that Liu Yong has not read much, and the arrogance of a scholar

But he has learned 100% and cannot listen to others saying that he is not good at all. They usually support him, fearing that he will throw up his sleeves and leave if he disagrees with him. It seems that this time the benefits of selling Ping An Guo are too tempting.

It made him temporarily forget about his "character" as a scholar.

Xia Quan followed Liu Yong's words and said, "How about we also find someone with nice handwriting?"

When this issue is brought up, the medicine dealers are also a little worried. Where can they go to buy medicine and know the handwriting that looks good? If they really knew them, how could they support Liu Yong?

Liu Yong gritted his teeth and said, "I am from the same village as Mr. Zhang from the government school. I went to him for help. If I don't tell you, the price will definitely not be lower."

Everyone didn't have any objections. After all, they had a deep respect for scholars. In addition, Ping An Guo was a huge profit, so it was reasonable to spend some money.

In total, each of the five families gave 500 pieces of literature to Liu Yong, asking him to find Master Zhang to write for him.

Although he knew that if he wanted to make money, he should spend some money, but when he paid, his heart couldn't help but bleed. Looking at Shen Qingyan opposite, he muttered in his heart: "A person with such good handwriting shouldn't be in the academy."

Are you studying? Why are you coming here to grab food from them? "

When Liu Yue saw that the medicine dealer had taken a break, she naturally would not naively think that the other party had found out because of her conscience, but instead went to think of ways to upgrade her own products.

But Liu Yue didn't panic at all, and he had already prepared a way to deal with it.

It was almost noon, and Liu Yue's egg tarts were sold out again. Grandma Zhang happened to come over and said that Yingying was doing much better and had been entrusted to the aunt next door to take care of her. She was a little worried about the situation here, so she came over to take a look.

In fact, what Grandma Zhang was thinking was that Liu Yue was going to charge her 30% of the money after all, so she could save less money by coming earlier.

She first went to the door of the inn, but didn't find her son or Liu Yue, so she looked for them along the way.

She thought Liu Yue had changed the place because business at the inn was not good, and while looking around, she thought of words to comfort Liu Yue.

Alas, I am still young after all, and I think that if I can sell one thing well, I can sell everything well.

You also have to stumble to understand the cruelty of society!

Finally, along the road, we found the entrance of the Escort Bureau and saw Liu Yue and his party. Did they seek medical treatment because of a sudden illness? So they started selling food here.

Hey, why did you tie a red cloth on your apple? It looks so cute. Wait, how many sixes are there on the sign? One, two, three, six hundred and sixty-six cents?

Is she dreaming?

Grandma Zhang was so frightened that she almost jumped up.

How come she has been gone for more than two hours and she can't understand the world anymore?

Uncle Zhong understood Grandma's shock very well. He took Grandma Zhang aside and muttered for a long time before Grandma Zhang understood what was going on.

Grandma Zhang seemed to be stepping on clouds with every step she took. She walked up to Liu Yue and held her hand. She felt that the girl in front of her was the Living Bodhisattva.

No, she is better than Bodhisattvas. Bodhisattvas need to pay tribute to incense and money, but Liu Yue is giving them money.

After praising Liu Yue, Granny Zhang glared fiercely at the stall of the medicine dealer opposite. If someone ruined someone's wealth, it would be like killing their parents. From today on, she and the medicine dealers opposite would be sworn enemies.

Seeing that Granny Zhang had already arrived, Liu Yue decided not to stay here, so she asked Granny Zhang to move a table from home to serve as a stall, and removed her cart.

Grandma Zhang couldn't help but feel regretful. Why did she have to come out to look for her son when she was fine? It would be great if she could stay at home peacefully and wait for the money to come to her door. Why did she have to come out? She didn't have the confidence to do so.

These peace fruits were sold for 666 yuan.

Grandma Zhang looked at Liu Yue eagerly, hoping that Liu Yue could postpone her return and sell for a while.

Naturally, Liu Yue disagreed. She had to deliver food to her little ones! She just whispered in Grandma Zhang's ear and told her how to sell goods in the afternoon.

After repeatedly assuring Grandma Zhang that even if she were replaced, sales would not be affected, Grandma Zhang reluctantly let go of Liu Yue.

Uncle Zhong was afraid that his mother-in-law would not feel confident guarding the stall alone, and the business at the entrance of the Escort Bureau was also good, so he temporarily gave up the plan to go to school. Liu Yue said goodbye to Uncle Zhong and Grandma Zhang, and took the first payment of peace

After agreeing to share the dividends every morning at the gate of the school, they left with Shen Ling'an and Shen Qingyan.

Liu Yue had earned fourteen taels from selling egg tarts in her arms, and six taels from Ping'an fruit dividends. She was shaking her money bag comfortably. The feeling of making money was really comfortable!

Liu Yue was thinking about the next plan. Chen Ping said that the third batch of goods would be delivered tonight, so starting from today they can make three batches of egg tarts. This means that they can earn at least eighteen taels every day.

Coupled with the dividends from Ping'an Guo, we should be able to make a stable income of thirty taels!

Gee, I didn’t expect that I could earn more by doing one good deed a day.

They have to go home in the afternoon to make egg tarts for tomorrow. Chen Ping can deliver the third batch of goods today. They have to make three batches of egg tarts today. Oh, by the way, they also have to buy another batch of egg tart bowls. She has a total of 3 batches of egg tarts today. I took three takeout orders, and including yesterday's, there are a total of forty-eight bowls missing. Let's ask Chen Ping to make another two hundred bowls to prepare!

Liu Yue doesn't plan to continue to increase production for the time being. They have limited manpower. It will be getting late after finishing three batches of egg tarts. If they continue to work, they will have to work overtime. Giving up the quality of life in order to make money is putting the cart before the horse.

If the output cannot be increased, how can she increase her income? Conventionally, the way they should take it is to recruit employees and expand the scale of the industry. But Liu Yue uses modern electrical appliances to make egg tarts, and she cannot let others know about this. The road becomes impassable.

Liu Yue touched her chin and began to think about the feasibility of helping package and sell goods in ancient times and then taking a commission. With the jewel of Ping An Guo in front of her, there should be many people willing to come to her for help, right?

Hey, why is this so similar to the job she did in her previous life?

The medical clinic where Shen Yixiu was working was still very busy. As usual, he wolfed down his meal and hurried back. Liu Yue was a little sad, feeling that her fattened son was going to lose weight again, so she planned to give him a holiday. Replenish him.

Shen Jingcheng was still waiting for them at the best spot in front of the school, surrounded by four or five students. He must have been waiting here to buy egg tarts after knowing that Shen Jingcheng and Liu Yue were from the same family.

Liu Yue apologized and said that today's egg tarts were sold out, and several students left regretfully.

Liu Yue had nothing to sell, and Uncle Zhong didn't come, so she took Shen Jingcheng out of the stall and walked to the end to eat.

When the uncle selling braised vegetables next to him saw Liu Yue leaving, he quickly moved his cart to the middle position.

Hahahaha, this position is finally back in my hands!

Shen Jingcheng didn't have any complaints. When he reached the farthest position, he excitedly announced the good news: "I got a good job!"

Shen Jingcheng was a poor student who was specially recommended to go to a private school because of his excellent academic performance. He would help the masters do some work to reduce part of the tuition fee. The owner of a bookstore would also ask them to do some work of copying books and writing letters. Shen Jingcheng Although Jingcheng is still young, his skills are so impressive that even the master admires him, so the master and the shopkeepers will give priority to Shen Jingcheng when they have jobs.

Shen Qingyan has also taken on a lot of this kind of work. I don't know why Shen Jingcheng is so excited this time.

Shen Jingcheng quickly informed everyone of the reason: "This job is too simple, just write the word "safe" on both ends of the red cloth. Although the number is a bit large, there are two hundred pieces of red cloth, but I should half I finished writing it in a few hours and gave me a full salary of three hundred yuan! Hey, sister-in-law, brother, Ling'an, why do you look so strange?"

Shen Jingcheng originally thought that his sister-in-law and the others would praise him, but unexpectedly, the three of them had complicated looks on their faces.

Liu Yue guessed that the other party would find someone who was good at handwriting to rewrite the red silk, but she really didn't expect that he would find it on his own family. This is a coincidence, isn't it?

Shen Ling'an pulled Shen Jingcheng and talked about her sister-in-law's great achievements in selling Ping'an fruit. Only then did Shen Jingcheng understand why everyone's expressions were so strange.

It turned out that his employer was his sister-in-law's rival. Shen Jingcheng gritted his teeth and said, "Sister-in-law, then I won't take this job anymore!"

"Why don't you take it?" Liu Yue poked Shen Jingcheng's forehead: "Even if you don't do this job, they will find someone else, so you might as well make this money."

Shen Jingcheng was still a little hesitant: "Would that take away my sister-in-law's business?"

Liu Yue comforted: "It's okay, there is still a gap between your handwriting and your elder brother's."

Shen Jingcheng: "."

Thank you, I was comforted.

Aha, today is a very early and big update, among the manuscripts that I am trying to save for publication!
Chapter completed!