"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Chen Mo, who had witnessed all this in the hall in the wing, clapped his hands and applauded, and then looked at Jing Zhe very curiously.

"Ah Kun Gongzi's set of sales methods is unheard of, which makes people listen to it like an empowerment and benefit a lot! It's just that... The name of love fart is really novel, is this something that Childe himself came up with? ”

Chen Mo is very smart, he can imagine that if other stores learn from Jing Zhe's "for love fart" sales model, business will definitely explode!

Isn't it true that scholars get fame in the examination in order to get ahead and be superior to others?

And for the love of farts can directly make ordinary people feel a sense of superiority, this novel and bold way of thinking is really praised.

"Well... Not. ”

Jing Zhe's face is certainly thick-skinned, but he usually plagiarizes poetry, and he doesn't disdain to plagiarize this kind of business concept and means.

"It's just—"

After a pause, he said with a smile.

"I learned it in my hometown!"

"Studied in your hometown?"

The two spoke almost in unison, and when they finished speaking, they looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"Every time I hear Gongzi Ah Kun talk about his hometown, he is already looking forward to Pengzhou, and he doesn't want to go back to Jingzhou, but he can't wait to go to Pengzhou first!"

Jing Zhe heard that this was Chen Mo's ridicule and praise, so he didn't take it seriously, just smiled, but Gui Zhi next to him was anxious.

"Childe, you must not go to Pengzhou!"

came out for so long, and finally persuaded to prepare to return to Jingzhou, but halfway through the killing, a Kun Gongzi, Gui Zhi now dreams of tying up A Kun Gongzi back to Jingzhou.

If you go to Pengzhou again, Guizhi thinks she will go crazy.

"You little—"

Jing Zhe couldn't help but feel funny when he heard Gui Zhi's crying, "It's a little interesting!" ”

Chen Mo blushed and glared at Gui Zhi: "I'm just joking, where will I really go?" Look at the way you look, make people laugh! ”

Guizhi burst into tears and laughed, and did not feel embarrassed.

Jing Zhe noticed that when he spoke, Chen Mo reached out and grabbed his neck a few times, so he looked over curiously, and saw that his originally white neck was already red.

"Was this bitten by a mosquito last night?"

"Yes", Chen Mo nodded, "I didn't expect that the mosquitoes on this mountain are much more powerful than those under the mountain, maybe there is really no one to bite on the mountain, and I finally caught the two of us, so naturally I won't let it go!" ”

Chen Mo said with a relaxed face, but Jing Zhe began to think, and at the same time, another idea came out.

……

When he went down the mountain last night, Jing Zhe had already thought of a marketing strategy, and the marketing went up, and the production capacity had to keep up.

So he brought a few more people down from the mountains and prepared to expand production—at least to the scale of making about 500 mung bean popsicles a day.

Jing Zhe had calculated that the big vat he bought before could make up to 200 mung bean popsicles in a full day, so he was going to buy three more identical vats, use two to make mung bean popsicles, and the rest of them were specially made for ice for his use.

The front hall sells popsicles, and the backyard is not idle.

Jing Zhe instructed the newcomers to go to the street and buy some large vats and come back, and transform one of the remaining two wings into an ice cellar, and transport them in to prepare to make popsicles.

When I bought a house, I thought it was not small and enough, but now after expanding the scale, I feel that it is too tight.

There are three wings in the backyard, a firewood room, the firewood room stores saltpeter, and the two wings are used as ice cellars.

"Brother Chen, my place is small, if I don't have a place to live in the future, I will have to borrow a precious land!"

Chen Mo was not stingy, and said with a smile: "Okay, welcome to the son!" ”

While the two were talking, Fat Ball ran over excitedly.

"Young village master, a total of fifty beginner farts have been sold, eight intermediate farts are fart, and senior farts are not."

As he spoke, Fat Ball handed over the two hundred and ten taels of silver to Jing Zhe, and it was the first time for the others to see so much silver, and they were stunned for a while.

"I knew that money was so easy to earn, what did we rob? The wind comes and the rain goes, and you can't rob so much in a year, so why bother? ”

Someone said so, the taste of it, fully reflects the hard work of the profession of bandits.

"There is no young village master, you take your head to earn?"

On sycophancy, or fat balls are proficient.

The others also hurriedly echoed when they heard this, "Yes, yes, yes, the young village master is still the most powerful!" ”

“……”

Jing Zhe nodded, gladly accepting everyone's praise, and at the same time did not forget to knock on everyone: "The more money we collect, the heavier the burden on our shoulders, we must do a good job of registration, and every business must be well booked!" ”

As the only acting shopkeeper on the mountain who is literate and can settle accounts, he nodded again and again with a big face to show his understanding.

Jing Zhe continued to assign tasks: "Fifty-eight for fart lovers were sold today, presumably the demand for popsicles tomorrow will be at least about four hundred popsicles, plus we also have to provide one hundred popsicles for non-fart lovers, so we must make more than five hundred popsicles today!" ”

When the crowd heard this, their faces were solemn.

"Now that the raw materials are ready, there are still few bamboo tubes, so let's divide into several ways and fight separately to make all the popsicles, do you have confidence?"

"Yes!"

The enthusiasm ignited by Jing Zhe is full of fighting spirit and ready to do a big job!

"Okay, it won't be too hot this day, let's take advantage of the last ten days to strive to earn more silver, so that the brothers on the mountain can live a good life of drinking and eating meat in the future!"

Jing Zhe cheered everyone up for the end, and then let them go to work.

"Young village master, it's not good!"

As soon as everyone was dismissed, Han Han ran over panting.

"What's the panic? What's wrong? ”

Jing Zhe asked.

"Young village master, outside, people from the government are coming outside!"

"Official?"

Jing Zhe and Chen Mo were both startled, glanced at each other, and walked out together.

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