On the south bank of the Qinhuai River, Fang Jue's carriage was parked where it was last night, and many people had gathered around it.
"The people of Jinling are quite kind and did not occupy the young master's position last night." Dian said.
Fang Jue smiled and directed the servants to move the things out, spread bamboo fences on the ground one by one, and then moved the fireworks on the carriage down one by one.
Some of these fireworks are from the inventory taken from Emperor Zun Pavilion, and some were made last night, and the patterns are quite complete.
"Mr. Fang, you only have these fireworks, who can buy them?" Someone said with a smile after seeing the things arranged.
Fang Jue smiled. When you hear the price, you won't feel rich.
With a wave of his hand, the servant hung the sign with the price in front of the pile of fireworks of different styles.
It allows everyone to understand the price of each firework clearly and intuitively, and saves a lot of questions.
"What, these fireworks cost fifty cents?"
"Fifty coins can buy twenty kilograms of rice..."
"The big plate here actually costs five taels. This... is simply a robbery..."
Even if it is something produced by Emperor Zun Pavilion, the price will still scare many people.
Some people simply retreated.
But more people came together.
"Fifty cents is nothing. A certain glass of wine costs more than fifty cents. This is something from Emperor Zun Pavilion. The prince's young master personally sells the stall... How can this value be lower?" A young man came forward, waving a folding fan.
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With a big wave of his hand: "I want all of these!"
"What?"
"What kind of onion do you think you dare to buy them all?"
"Whose son are you from? Tell me your name. I am the censor. I want to see if your family has enough clean money!"
Everyone who thought it was expensive before suddenly started yelling.
As we all know, people who buy things will find them expensive even if they cost only a dime per pound.
The core reason is not because it is expensive, but because I want to bargain, and I always feel that if I give money easily, I will lose a lot.
Hearing the censor's words, the young master who was arrogant just now lowered his voice and retreated into the crowd.
Censors are all mad dogs and will bite whoever they catch, not to mention how many of the officials in Jinling City can withstand investigation.
"Everyone, the fireworks stall below has limited production for the time being, so purchases are restricted." Fang Jue said.
Purchase limit?
This was the first time they heard this word, and everyone found it novel and surprising.
"Limited purchase of one firework of each type per person per day." Fang Jue said with squinted eyes.
To do business, you must have a strategy.
Since it is a rare commodity, there is no need to dump it. It is necessary to use hunger marketing.
"Since Mr. Fang has rules, let's keep it like this, lest everyone buys it and everyone can only covet others to play with."
"That's quite true."
"Sir, it's already evening, when will the sales start?" someone asked.
Fang Jue said: "I have some more instructions, I hope you will take them into consideration."
"Young Master, please speak." There were also officials in the crowd.
Fang Jue said: "These fireworks are like raging fire. You cannot play in the city, otherwise a fire will break out. Fang will not take the blame when the time comes."
"That's natural. Everyone is just having fun. If anyone messes around, the governor of Jingzhao and the patrol camp won't allow it."
"Haha..." Everyone laughed in unison.
"Also, don't fire this thing at people, as it will cause burns." Fang Jue added.
"Don't worry, sir..." Everyone immediately promised that this would not be the case.
Fang Jue shook his head secretly. He knew what he said. Some people who want to die will still do so. The reason why he said it first was just a disclaimer.
Moreover, there is a small note attached to each firework so that if something goes wrong in the future, no one will be able to find it and blame it.
"Now that everyone knows it, let's start selling. Please line up in an orderly manner." Fang Jue made a request.
Everyone was very considerate and arranged themselves in an orderly manner.
No one is unfamiliar with queuing up. After all, you need to queue up to enter and exit the city gate and palace.
"I want one of those, the biggest one!"
"I didn't bring enough money today. I underestimated the price of these fireworks. Give me two big ones."
"That small bamboo tube is very cute. Daddy, I want that one..."
"..."
Not long after, Fang Fu happily went to the carriage nearby to report.
"Master, it's sold out!"
"How many silver coins were sold in total?"
Fang Fu took the account book for temporary records, added up the numbers, and said, "It's over a thousand taels at least."
"So many?" Fang Jue was surprised, "Those people didn't bargain?"
Buying, selling, and bargaining are commonplace. When authorizing Fang Fu, Fang Jue had given him some leeway.
For example, a large plate of five taels of fireworks can actually be 4 and a half taels.
"No one bargains. Those who can afford it are rich people. With so many people watching, it's embarrassing to bargain." Fang Fu understood very well that these people wanted to save face.
"That's true..."
Fang Jue said in a daze: "It's easier to make money from people in the capital, right?"
Dianyi chuckled to himself. He had followed Fang Jue for many years and knew that he had to translate this sentence: People in the capital are stupid and have too much money!
"Master, our capital is too low. To earn so much... I feel a little guilty." Fang Fu sighed honestly.
Fang Juexiao pointed to the people setting off fireworks nearby: "Look at how happy they are, and they feel like they're getting a bargain."
When it comes to buying and selling, it’s normal for you to agree with me!
Anyway, people in Beijing have a lot of money.
"Remember, the raw materials must be kept confidential. You are the general manager of the entire Fang family's external procurement. If it is leaked, you will be held accountable." Fang Jue said half jokingly, half warning.
"Yes, yes..."
Fang Jue said: "Everyone who participated in making fireworks yesterday was given one tael of silver, and you are given two taels."
"Thank you, Master!" Fang Fu was overjoyed.
You only worked for one day, no, just for one night, and you could actually get one tael of silver.
How can there be such a good host!
One tael of silver is enough for an ordinary person's family of three to cover their daily expenses for a month.
It is unique to earn so much in one day.
"I will tell everyone that everyone will work hard in the future and never be sloppy!" Fang Fu said with a smile.
Fang Jue waved his hand and glanced at someone in the crowd with his peripheral vision.
"Boom-bang!"
A dense rain of fireworks suddenly bloomed over the Qinhuai River.
Reflecting the light rain of the fireworks, the surrounding area was as bright as day, reflecting envious and jealous faces.
"Fang Jue's side job is probably more than ten times higher than the salary of the imperial court..."
"The prince's majestic young master actually set up a stall on the street. It is really an insult to politeness. I will take a copy of it tomorrow!"
"With such a high price, there are still so many people buying it. I see many people who don't buy it and are extremely upset. Where can there be so many rich people in the capital?"
The governor of Jingzhao was also in the crowd. He sighed slightly. When he donated money to the disaster area in the past, the wealthy families in the capital were all crying for poverty.
Has the secret been revealed now?
"How many people here have family backgrounds that can withstand inspection..." A certain censor narrowed his eyes and remembered each face, with hidden murderous intent.
"Yan Shangshu, you see, this is called a fortune." Zhuge Qingshan also came. After leaving Fangjiazhuang, he suddenly became interested and came to the river to have a look.
Unexpectedly, the fireworks sold by Fang Jue were really popular.
What's outrageous is that he relied on his memory to estimate the value of these fireworks...it was already more than one thousand two hundred taels.
One night, just one stall sold more than 1,200 taels.
What kind of business can be so profitable?
"It's just a novelty. If I sell it in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to sell it at a high price." After all, Yan Lanfeng is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, so he has good eyesight.
Zhuge Qingshan nodded: "If the capital is less than five hundred taels, then this is a huge profit."
In any era, if the business interest rate exceeds 50%, it is a truly huge profit industry.
Generally speaking, if you can earn 20%, it is enough to start a business and build a scale.
If it exceeds 30%, it is an extremely popular industry.
"Since it is something from Emperor Zun Pavilion, it must not be simple. How could there be more than double the interest rate? Mr. Young Master wouldn't be embarrassed to set a high price, would he?" Yan Lanfeng shook his head.
If Dianyi hears this, I'm afraid he will sneer - Lord Shangshu, you are still too kind.
"The Qinhuai River tonight is really beautiful," Zhuge Qingshan raised his head, looked at the gorgeous fireworks, and couldn't help but said, "When will the common people be able to live like this, will that be the real prosperous age, right?"
Yan Lanfeng was slightly moved: "The boss has the world in mind."
"Haha, I am getting old. There is no world under heaven. I just want the people of Xia to have enough to eat and not suffer from cold, hunger, sickness, and labor."
"A very simple expectation...but Lord Chief Assistant, this is too high a request." Yan Lanfeng has also read history books, and there has never been any dynasty like this in history.