Wu Zhen's sale of leftovers soon spread among the students, and gradually the leftovers were auctioned to decide who would eat them, and the price gradually increased from ten copper coins to thirty, and occasionally students spent fifty to buy them.

And some students who are short of money also find it a good way to make money, the most important thing is to reduce their own consumption. There wasn't much left over from one person's meal, so the cafeteria gradually appeared in a team to eat in groups. Students who eat more will form teams of three, eat the dishes that can be left over for one person, and then sell them to others.

Gradually, there was a boom in the canteen to sell leftovers.

Sometimes, when I saw my companion eating too happily, I had to say something to stop it: "Brother, stop talking, let's eat again, the rest will not be enough for one person to eat, and the two of us will lose more than a dozen copper coins each!"

Some students will deliberately set aside the best part of the dish in order to sell their leftovers better. Some students try to keep as many dishes as possible.

But no matter how you try to find it, this sought-after degree will always be more popular for girls to eat leftovers, and the highest bid is eighty or ninety copper coins.

Gradually, the entire market was oversupplied, and Wu Zhen's business of selling leftovers became more and more bleak, and the business of making extra money was completely ruined.

As soon as Chi Xiang woke up in the morning, he saw Wu Zhen thinking about life very sadly: "Wu Zhen, why are you sad?"

"Don't mention it, the leftovers can't be sold. Then Wu Zhen told Chi Xiang about the craze for buying leftovers.

Chi Xiang knew about this, and he didn't disdain to sell those things, so he would deliberately leave early every time, which could be regarded as letting Wu Zhen make a little money by himself.

Chi Xiang thought about it, and suddenly thought of a business opportunity. "Haha, it's not easy? Nowadays, many students can eat more oily food by relying on leftovers, but their bodies will definitely not be able to adapt to it for a while.

This behavior can also disrupt their digestive rhythm, and it won't be long before someone experiences stomach pain. So we can sell stomach medicine. Chi Xiang came up with this idea, also because of his own personal experience a while ago, the pain was really uncomfortable, so he had to buy stomach medicine.

When Wu Zhen heard this, he immediately became energetic, "Good idea! But how can we make money? There are also stomach medicine pharmacies, and we have to buy from the pharmacies, so we can't sell stomach medicine at a higher price than the pharmacies, right?"

"Hehe, have you ever heard of a monopoly? The Medicine Pavilion also has a purchase time, and the medicinal materials of the Medicine Pavilion are all collected by manpower, and it takes five days to pick the medicine each time.

But if it is just to treat the loss of ordinary stomach medicine medicinal materials, then it will not be necessary for the boss to hire someone to collect it once, and it will definitely wait for other important medicinal materials to be collected together. And this time difference is a good opportunity for us to raise the price of medicine!

Until the Medicine Pavilion replenishes the stomach medicine herbs, the price of stomach medicine in the entire town is up to us!"

Wu Zhen was very impressed when he heard this, "Hehe, Brother Xiang, there is really you! Is that why we can sell the stomach medicine for fifty copper coins for one or two silver?"

Chi Xiang was speechless, no matter how short of money he was, he wouldn't be able to raise prices like this!" "It's too expensive to sell, after all, ordinary indigestion is only uncomfortable for a few days, and it doesn't lead to death, so stomach medicine is not necessary, and it is almost the same if it is sold for a hundred copper coins." ”

"One hundred copper coins, that's doubled!" Wu Zhen was very happy, he made more money than selling leftovers!

The two of them quickly ran to the Medicine Pavilion to investigate the situation, and it was estimated that the important medicinal materials of the Medicine Pavilion should be able to last for seven days, and the time should be about the same. So I was going to pack all the stomach medicines in the medicine pavilion.

Later, I asked the owner of the medicine pavilion, who came to buy stomach medicine can tell the guests that it was Chi Xiang from Shiyan College who had packed all the medicinal materials, and he was looking for himself if he had needs.

The owner of the Medicine Pavilion naturally saw Chi Xiang's thoughts, but he didn't think so, this little guy thought it was quite good, but where are there so many people with stomach problems in the town? Sell it all to him and pay it off, and after half a month of saving, the medicinal properties of the medicinal herbs will volatilize, and he will have to lose money. So he also agreed to what Chi Xiang asked.

Three days before the purchase, Chi Xiang sold more than a dozen copies there, except for Wu Zhen who bought one himself, the others were all purchased by the residents of the town. These people still have some money in their families, and Chi Xiang asked for a price increase to one hundred copper coins, although they were a little unhappy, but they were quite acceptable.

From the third day, as Chi Xiang expected, stomach problems broke out in the academy.

Most of the students who recently bought leftovers from others have experienced stomach pain, and some students have even had more cases than imagined because they took the leftovers home to eat for their younger siblings.

After all, studying in the academy is very important every day, and if it affects my lectures and cultivation because of stomach pain, I will really regret it.

So when buying medicine, the students did not hesitate, one hundred is one hundred, and they paid directly. As the stomach medicine became less and less, Chi Xiang gradually increased the price to two hundred copper coins, but despite this, on the seventh day, the stomach medicine that Chi Xiang and they prepared was still snatched up and emptied.

Although there are still students who haven't bought medicine, it has nothing to do with Chi Xiang, anyway, his inventory is gone, and the owner of the medicine pavilion hasn't bought it, so he can only endure the pain himself.

This one went back and forth, and Chi Xiang sold another fifty taels, although the amount was not much than before, but it was not bad.

After all, there are four classes of students in the college, and there are about 500 students in each class, and the students who buy leftovers to eat are usually students from middle and lower families, with more than 50 people from upper class families, more than 300 middle and upper class, about 1,000 middle students, and more than 50 people from lower classes. There are only about 600 middle- and lower-class students.

Not every student has a stomachache, so the number of people who buy it is naturally limited.

Even if you count the people in the town who have recently bought medicine, and Chi Xiang can also prepare more medicinal materials, it will be sold for eighty taels of silver at most, but fifty taels is also a good figure.

Chi Xiang took out ten taels of silver from it and handed it to Wu Zhen, after all, he was in charge of those who came to buy medicine in the middle of the night for the past few days, and the dark circles under his eyes were boiled out, and he couldn't treat him badly.

Wu Zhen took the ten taels of silver in front of him, he was very excited, and he admired Chi Xiang more and more, and decided to follow him. After all, I was still thinking about how to work and earn money, and now the tuition fee for the next semester is already available.

Wu Zhen hurriedly put the silver into his inner pocket, and then went to the dormitory next door to borrow a set of needles and threads, and quickly sewed the pockets of his clothes. I'm afraid that when the money will fall out and be gone.

"Oh, by the way, Wu Zhen, how was the last time I asked you to do it?"

"Don't worry, Brother Xiang, I've already told the carpenter in the town, and the mold will be ready in two days. ”