"Who built the city?" Qin Fen was very interested in this founder, and there seemed to be many people in the demon clan who had great wisdom.

A city is definitely not comparable to the king of the mountain, modern people know that it represents circulation, the more people, the stronger the consumption power, the ability to accumulate wealth in income is hanging to the sky, wealth is logistics, although in the demon clan big fist is the last word, but logistics determines the overall strength.

"I heard that little demon say that it is an aquarium, because they have a deep-sea mineral deposit nearby, which is being excavated, in order to build weapons, facilitate the stacking of materials and some daily necessities, they have established a city, and gradually there are more and more monsters around the gang, and it is easy to eat in the city."

Clever! Qin Fen's eyes began to glow, it seemed that the water tribe was also unintentionally created, but he didn't expect it to get bigger and bigger.

"I don't know where the water tribe is?"

"West Sea Dragons!"

The third prince? Isn't this the head of the white dragon horse, which means that the little white dragon has gone home to be his prince after cultivating the positive fruit. It's no wonder that after walking through it, this insight and thinking are not the same as those of the self-styled dragons.

"What should the little ones do, the king?"

Stupid you, since there is a city, then there are managers, there are rules, this is safer than mixing in the wild, at least it is the West Sea Dragon Clan who watches the field, the thighs are not thick, but they are not small either.

"Enter the city and settle down!" Qin Fen's answer was very brief, if there is a city, then there must be a variety of consumer needs, playing this by yourself is much more reliable than scaring the little demon, in case you encounter a turtle and kill your brain, isn't it a goof?

"Then what do we do for a living, my lord?" Fine ghosts are not very stupid, they are all monsters who are used to it, and they have backers to eat mountains. This entry into the city is a tightening spell. I don't even dare to play casually with robbery. The little demon bastard with no life skills felt that there was darkness in front of him.

This is still necessary, I must have started from Chef Qin's profession, catering, think about this group of super turtles, Qin Fen extinguished the idea of giving them cooking skills, I can't teach them, I don't have three or five years, it's definitely not good, simply, it's still the simplest spicy hot skewer incense. In the supermarket, a lot of hot pot base ingredients are ready-made, and it is OK to boil some seasoning dishes and add some seasonings.

What could be simpler than this? At least for now, Qin Fen can't think of anything else.

"I'll find you some seasoning, and you can make Malatang directly!"

What the hell is Malatang? The fine ghost didn't understand, and he shook his head and thought about it for a long time and didn't understand, after all, this thing was just popular in the heavenly court, and the earth immortal world had not yet popularized it.

After talking about the method lightly, Qin Fen found that this guy's reaction was completely different from that of the God of Food, the latter was confident and confident, and this thing was completely unconfident.

"Then how can we attract people to eat, my lord? I'm afraid that I won't do it well. "The fine ghost understands, this is the king wants to do business. Just like mortals, to put it bluntly, it is to make money, there must be money circulating in the city, and other fine ghosts don't understand, but when it comes to money, he is still very knowledgeable, if he has money, he has food, weapons, and a lot of benefits, he can recruit troops and buy horses!

If you have money, someone will be on the ground in the future, and the king is really far-sighted, and the plan is very big, and the fine ghost understands.

The generation gap of the times, Qin Fen shook his head speechlessly, "Advertise!" At the time of opening, there is a big concession to attract the attention of customers. ”

Let the fine ghost of Lida reward understand, to put it bluntly, it is cheaper, but what the hell is advertising, can you always slow down, I can't keep up with your rhythm.

"Dare to ask the king, hit that, that is an advertisement, I will take my subordinates together. If he has a good business, I will take him back and beat him every day in front of the store to attract customers. Please rest assured, the king will never be soft, and he will not be killed, I am measured. ”

I'll kneel for you, you go and hit that advertisement, it's better to kill him. Qin Fen's face darkened.

"I mean, to do propaganda, it's to hand out leaflets, don't you understand? If you still don't understand, listen to me give you an example, for example, if you run a certain restaurant, you will find some sister paper, or a guy will go to the street, with a picture in his hand, and the painting will have an introduction to your store. Qin Fen wiped his sweat and almost blurted out the pamphlet, and almost said it was a poster.

This statement is estimated to be a mess in the other party's brain.

The fine ghost understands.,It's to send pictures.,To draw your own shop.,There must be an explanation.,But that's not the point.,The point is to be a sister paper.,He personally thinks that's what the king means.,Because it's in the first place.。

"What is the main thing to draw on the painting?"

Qin Fen wants to scold people, and it is more difficult to talk to you than to Old Yue. "Of course, it is to draw the location of your store, where it is, how to get there, add features, and of course, the most important thing is to have a gimmick."

"Gimmick? What kind of gimmick is the king. ”

"I'll give you an example, like a fairy sister dressed in cool clothes." Qin Fen thought about it, this seems to be the most important means of propaganda in modern society at present, look at the auto show, look at the game festival, don't say this, even if you sell tea, there are also exhibition venues, there are shows everywhere, as long as it is a show, you can't do without sister paper.

The fine ghost understands.,I still want sister paper.,Even the painting has to be there.。 The king is really far-sighted, and knows that these little demons like to be lively the most, and the one who loves to watch the most is the fairy sister.

However, a word took root in the heart of the fine ghost, he understood a truth, if you want to do a good business, you must be sister-paper, what the king said is right, no matter what you do in the future, you must first think of sister-paper, no, goblin sister.

"Do you have any questions?"

Qin Fen was still a little afraid that they wouldn't even be able to rent a shop. I was sweating profusely.

"No, thank you for your advice." After speaking, the fine ghost eyebrows danced, and the three little demons around them surrounded them at once.

"Is the king gone again?"

"What did the king say!"

There was a lot of chattering around.

The fine ghost shouted, "It's all quiet, rest assured, the king has been arranged, we make hot pot, the king won't lie to us, everyone will eat and drink spicy food when the time comes." ”

"So we're going to make a deal and then recruit troops?"

The fine ghost nodded, "The mana of the East Hot King is boundless, and he will definitely do a great job." ”

"Then how did the king arrange it? Leader, we don't have any experience in trading. ”

"The king has taught me the secret!" The delicate ghost is very sassy.

"Chieftain, come and listen, speak quickly."

"We also want to know the king's arrangement, it must be nine out of ten."

"That's what the king said." The fine ghost looks at the sky, the king is clever.

"Say it quickly, I'm in a hurry."

"The point of what the king said is the gimmick, and the gimmick is the sister paper!"

The three little demons had strange faces, and then they patted their heads fiercely, Gao was really high.

"But how can you get my sister paper to help us?"

The fine ghost looked like he hated iron but not steel, and now he was awesome, "Stupid you, don't we still have a lot of OO stars?" They certainly haven't drunk it, it's something the king made for us. (To be continued......)

PS: Today's five more, for the witch god to add a big change, I can't stand it a day, let's add it tomorrow. Write slowly, can't afford to hurt. Recommend a book, American Slave Owners!