At the end of the year, Chen Ping went home to celebrate the New Year.
He did not return to the academy until the new snow stopped in early February of the following year.
The news of the war in the north spread completely with the rapidly rising warmth.
When Chen Ping passed by the gate of Zhengxing Mansion, he also saw the imperial court's notice of recruitment.
"Mr. Chen," the groom asked him, "are you going to He Mansion to meet your employer, or are you going back to the academy directly?"
"Go back to the academy," Chen Ping lowered the curtain and said warmly, "I have the New Year's goods in my car, please give them to Qingxuan for me."
The groom smiled and said: "Okay, sit tight! Drive!"
When Chen Ping returned to Zhuyuan, he did not see Zhao Wenhe, and even Cheng Cheng was not there.
I had no choice but to put my luggage away and go to Jinxiu Pavilion.
The Chinese New Year has just passed, and the streets are very lively and crowded.
Chen Ping saw a long queue outside Jinxiu Pavilion from a distance.
"Are you still rushing to make new clothes after the Chinese New Year?"
Chen Ping secretly smacked his tongue. He knew that the business of He's Silk and Satin Shop was good, but he didn't expect it to be so good.
He came forward with the New Year's goods, intending to squeeze in to see Tian Ling and Tian Rui.
Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, someone pushed me away.
"What are you doing, waiting in line!"
The people queuing up stared at Chen Ping, their faces full of vigilance.
Chen Ping hurriedly explained: "This guy came here to visit my good friend, Chen Tianling."
Unexpectedly, the man snorted coldly, "Who here is not here for the little boss?"
Little boss?
Chen Ping looked slightly stunned and walked around to the left window of Jinxiu Pavilion to take a look inside.
The counter that used to be small has now been rebuilt into three large standing cabinets.
The sloping shelves are full of soaps and soaps, at least one to two hundred.
The cabinet against the wall is filled with crystal clear perfume bottles, and the rich fragrance wafts out from the window.
"Come one by one!"
Chen Tianrui and Chen Tianling tied up their sleeves with their arms and legs, and there were beads of sweat on their hair, and they were busy in front of two long lines.
"There are only a hundred soaps and perfumed soaps left, and there are five bottles of perfume left. Don't squeeze!"
The people in line immediately became dissatisfied, "Little boss, you have made too little soap!"
"There aren't many perfumes. I queued for a long time yesterday, but I didn't get a bottle."
The person next to me was unhappy and urged, "If you want to buy perfume, come earlier. Who told you to squeeze in here? Go ahead and don't block the way!"
Chen Ping stood outside the window and was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that his business was so booming.
The shop was so crowded that no one noticed Chen Ping outside the window.
Chen Tianling was very busy, and Chen Tianrui was also sweating profusely and had no time to distract himself.
"Sir, the sandalwood you want has been sold out. Do you want anything else?" Chen Tianling asked.
The customer frowned, "Other scents are too ordinary... Do you have sandalwood soap?"
"Yes!" Chen Tianrui was in charge of the soap container. Hearing this, he immediately said: "There are ten sandalwood incense balls here!"
Chen Tianling breathed a sigh of relief and heard another sentence in his ear: "Xiao Ling'er, help me get two peony-flavored perfumes."
She looked up and saw that it was the girl who was the first customer to buy something in the store before. She hurriedly took the box from the side and said: "Sister Qingyun, your wife asked you to queue up again? In fact, you can make a reservation directly." "Madam likes perfume," the girl named Qingyun shrugged, "I'm just a girl, I can only afford soap."
"Sister, come early tomorrow." Chen Tianling said with a smile.
Qingyun's eyes lit up, "Okay!"
After more than half an hour, they finally took a breath. The brother and sister slumped on the chairs, too tired to move.
However, at this moment, there were footsteps approaching them again.
Chen Tianrui sighed, stood up as usual, and said: "Hello, guest, the quota reserved for today has been... Young Master!"
"Sir," Chen Tianling quickly stood up and stepped forward happily and said in a crisp voice, "You are finally back."
Chen Ping looked at the two men who were covered in sweat and seemed to have lost weight.
"I didn't expect the business to be so prosperous. Why don't you recruit someone to help?"
I was outside just now and saw that they didn’t even take a breath. They were exhausted from going on like this.
Chen Tianrui didn't explain much, just said: "It's not convenient to recruit people."
Chen Ping didn't understand why this was inconvenient.
Chen Tianrui changed the topic, "It's great that the young master is back. I was just about to report to the young master!"
The three of them talked as they walked back to the small courtyard where they lived.
The yard is close to the workshop, but at some point a wall was separated, and all the tools were moved over.
There were various petals and spices placed on the ground. Chen Ping took a look and found that there were many new molds.
"Are you developing new products?" he asked in surprise.
Chen Tianrui packed up a chair and moved it over, blushing and saying: "This is something a noble person wants to order. There are many perfumes in the room that the lady has requested, but I haven't had time to make them yet."
"Why not hire people?" Chen Ping asked again: "If you are too busy, you can hire people."
After hearing this, Chen Tianrui quickly shook his head, "Now that the young master's products are very popular, what if the hired person leaks the formula?"
Chen Ping was dumbfounded. It turned out that this was what they were thinking about.
Everything in the world is about profit. With such a low cost, there are huge profits, so it is easy to be targeted.
He changed his mind and said, "You can outsource the unimportant processes to outsiders. You only need to hold the most important steps in the recipe in your hands."
Chen Ping said seriously: "And the manpower can be used by Qingxuan to help you check."
As soon as these words came out, the brother and sister immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, they originally wanted to ask He Qingxuan for help, but this recipe was created by Chen Ping, and they were not good at making decisions.
Chen Ping also understood their concerns and stood up and said, "I'm going to talk to Qingxuan about this. I just have something to talk to him about."
......
It's past noon.
Chen Ping followed the concierge into the He family's courtyard, passing several shopkeepers on the way, and couldn't help but ask: "Is the He family's business very busy recently?"
"I'm busy. Mr. Chen doesn't know something. Since the beginning of this year, the threshold of the He family has almost been broken through."
The concierge knew that Chen Ping had a close relationship with his employer, so he spoke very politely.
"My boss just went to the outskirts of the city yesterday to look at a piece of land, and he said he wanted to plant some flowers... Here we are, my boss has told me that when the young master comes, he can just go in."
Chen Pinggong cupped his hands and turned around to see He Qingxuan and a middle-aged man approaching, talking.
"Uncle Wen, it's not that I won't help you, it's just that the list is full..."
The middle-aged man looked helpless, "My dear nephew, you must think clearly. This customer is very generous. He is willing to pay five times the price..."
"In business, credibility comes first."
Seeing that there was really nothing he could do, the middle-aged man could only shake his head and leave.
Chen Ping then walked forward slowly and said jokingly: "I can't tell, your business is booming, it's better than what you did before."
"You have the nerve to say that," He Qingxuan heard this, rolled his eyes at him, and went back to the house with his hands behind his back, "If you hadn't been the hands-off shopkeeper for so long, why would I be here?"
How does this matter have anything to do with me?
Chen Ping approached and asked tentatively: "Is it possible that these people are here just for the perfume?"
"That's right!" He Qingxuan said with a bitter smile, "That shopkeeper Wen just came to me for a perfume order. All the relationships were entrusted to me."
"How much does he want?" Chen Ping was curious. One bottle or two bottles shouldn't be like this.
"Fifty bottles!" He Qingxuan grabbed an account book from the side and gave it to him, "See for yourself, where is the busy place?"
The account books were all made by He Qingxuan himself, and the names, quantities, entries and exits are all clear at a glance.
Chen Ping stared at the income in the account book, his eyes couldn't help but heat up, "Three hundred and sixty-nine... Is this the income for the month?"
He Qingxuan glanced at him faintly and said: "There are still reservations that have not been completed, and there are still a number of people who came over in advance to say hello."
Chen Ping turned to the next few pages and frowned, "Do you want to buy so many?"
"I'm afraid it's just for reselling." He Qingxuan said.
"New products are always profitable, which is normal." Of course Chen Ping understands this truth, "As long as we keep the daily sales volume of perfume, we can still be stable for a while. We will talk about the future." p>
He Qingxuan nodded in agreement. As long as the formula is in hand and the product is sold in limited quantities, it can be the only one for the time being.
Chen Ping took out a few hundred-tael silver notes from his sleeves, "I brought these when I returned to Qingsong Town."
He Qingxuan glanced at it and said with a smile: "I just said that I sent you perfume last year. Why is there no response from Chongwen? Is the co-author waiting for you?"
These banknotes are Ye Chongwen’s investment capital.
He Qingxuan then thought of another thing, "Since it is our own business, it is not appropriate to always be next to the silk shop. We might as well find another special shop."
When it comes to doing business, He Qingxuan is already a veteran, so Chen Ping naturally has no objection.
The two chatted until evening before Chen Ping hurried back to Zhuyuan.
As soon as I entered the hospital, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
(PS: Explain a few chapters of Chen Ping’s development and expansion of his network, the plot will come soon.)
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