Luo Lan guessed that the soap would become a big hit in the capital, but she didn't expect it to become popular so quickly. The inn is only half-decorated now.
However, Luo Lan would not let go of such a good opportunity. While gathering all the craftsmen in the shop facing the street to work overtime overnight, he asked Han Feng to send people to continue to build momentum in the capital.
The reputation of soap in the capital is getting bigger and bigger. Not only the ladies and scholars know about it, but also some well-informed common people have heard about it.
So on the day when the Jinchuan Chamber of Commerce officially opened its doors and started selling soap, the door was crowded with maids and scholars who came to buy soap.
There are two types of soaps for sale this time. One is the old style that was sold around Guangyuan. It still sells for five taels of silver a box in the capital.
The other one is the one sent to the palace. It has a stronger and longer-lasting fragrance, and comes in a more exquisite box. There is a small hidden button on the box, and there are poems related to soap engraved on the back of the box lid. The price is thirty liang.
box.
Not to mention Iron Hammer and Korean Style, including Luo Lan, they all think that customers will choose the old soap. After all, the scent is similar, but the price is six times more expensive.
As a result, customers' choices were completely opposite to their expectations.
The old soaps that come in boxes of 5 taels per box are almost uninterested, but the soaps in boxes of 30 taels per box are being snapped up like crazy.
Many maids and scholars buy several sets at a time.
It's just that after the maids bought it, they put it away carefully for fear of being bumped.
Many scholars opened the box on the spot and recited the poems inside.
The street in front of the shop is full of scholars gathering in groups to discuss.
"Oh Brother Liu, come and watch this song. There is no intention of fighting for spring. Once all the flowers are jealous, they will be reduced to mud and crushed into dust. Only the fragrance remains the same. It is so well written!"
"My father came back from court yesterday and said that His Majesty praised this poem."
"Brother Wang, come and watch this song!"
"I also bought your song, Ding San, you go buy two more sets and see if there are any new ones!"
"Brother Wang, a set of soap costs more than three hundred taels. Let's just compare it with other gentlemen. There's no need to buy it anymore, right?"
"Each of Mr. Jin's poems can be called a quatrain. I heard from people in the Chamber of Commerce that there are seventy-two poems in total. I must collect them all! The soap can be used by the women at home, and it will not be wasted."
"It is said that Brother Wang is extremely intelligent, and it is indeed true. My second brother is a guard in the Royal Forest Army. When the Jinchuan Chamber of Commerce came to the capital, he led the search. The Jinchuan Chamber of Commerce did not bring much soap. Judging from the current situation, it is estimated that
It will be sold out soon, and it will take more than half a month at the earliest to have the next batch. Brother Wang is buying in large quantities now. Not only will he not lose money, but he may also make a lot of money."
"Mr. Zhang, if you say this, you are underestimating me. I buy soap because I really admire Mr. Jin. When you say this, I seem to be that opportunistic businessman!"
"Haha, Mr. Zhang, you have indeed misunderstood Brother Wang. He used to like Mr. Jin's poems, and last month he even encouraged me to go to Xichuan to seek advice from Mr. Jin."
"Mr. Jin is indeed remarkable. Not only did he write so many good sentences, but I heard he was also a good general who was good at fighting."
"I have seen Mr. Jin's poetic talent, but how can he begin to talk about being good at fighting?"
"Mr. Zhang, you have been performing duties in the southwest before. You may not know that Mr. Jin led the Tielin Army to achieve the great victory in Qingshui Valley."
"Nonsense, who doesn't know that Tie Linjun belongs to the Qing family?"
"Mr. Zhang, this is a long story. Let me tell you...Mr. Jin's title is Baron Qingshui, in order to commemorate the victory of Qingshui Valley."
"So, Mr. Jin is really an amazing person!"
"Yes, he is not only talented in literature and martial arts, but also has an extremely noble character. He is indifferent to fame and fortune, but he hates evil. My father said that because Mr. Jin couldn't stand the bandits exploiting the people, he led his people to clear out all the bandits in Jinchuan.
I almost lost my life at the hands of bandits."
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Not only soaps and poems became popular in the capital, but Jin Feng, Baron Qingshui, also became popular along with them.
Women liked the soaps he made, scholars admired his poetic talent, and the common people praised his "Compassion for the Farmers" and his deeds of resisting party members in Weizhou City and suppressing bandits in Jinchuan.
Jin Feng, who had never been to the capital, became a household name in the capital.
Even his grievances with Zhou Wenyuan and his past with Tang Xiaobei were uncovered and made up into a story about a talented man and a courtesan.
Some restaurant storytellers even compiled a special novel based on market rumors. As a result, many people went to listen to it every day.
As for the several carts of new soaps brought by Luo Lan and the others, they were all sold out in just one and a half days.
"Sir, you are so awesome. Just engraving a poem on the back of a soap box can have such a good effect."
Iron Hammer praised: "I found that many gentlemen keep buying soap just to collect Mr. Qi's seventy-two poems."
"This is the fun of collecting cards that Mr. said. You don't know that on the black market in Beijing, there are people selling soap boxes. Some rare poetry boxes can even be sold for fifty taels each!"
Han Feng said with a smile: "And those who realized that the soap would be a big hit from the beginning and bought it in large quantities also made a fortune this time."
"Fifty taels is enough to buy a small house in the county government. These people use it to buy a box. Are they crazy?"
Iron Hammer found it incomprehensible.
"Mr. said that rich people think differently from poor people. Now I really believe it." Han Feng asked with a smile: "Miss Luo Lan, how much did we sell it for now?"
"A total of thirty-four thousand nine hundred and twenty taels were sold!" Luo Lan replied with a smile.
"Three...thirty-five thousand taels?!"
Tie Shui and Han Feng both widened their eyes: "In other words, we have made back the cost of buying the shop?"
"Mrs. Xiaobei said that the profit of the new soap is about 50%, so... yes, we have already recovered our capital!"
Luo Lan smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.
In fact, she felt a lot of pressure after spending nine thousand taels of silver to buy a shop.
Now it is proved that her decision was correct.
It didn't take half a year, nor a few months, but just a day and a half, and she made back the money she spent to buy the shop with interest.
What Luo Lan didn't know was that the 50% profit Tang Xiaobei told her was also false.
The total production cost of all the soaps shipped to the capital is only a few dozen taels of silver. The most expensive thing is the freight.
A large group of them sent soap to the capital from Xihewan, and they spent a lot of money eating it.
But compared to the sales of more than 30,000 taels of silver, this money is just drizzle. A small change is enough, and the rest is all profit.
This is the huge profit brought about by monopoly and technological crushing.
"The new soaps we brought are too few. In fact, I think we can sell them even if we have a few more cars."
Tie Zhui sighed regretfully and looked at Han Feng: "Old Han, Miss Luo Lan asked you to send someone back to ask for the goods. Have you made arrangements?"