Chapter 16 This is... Ancient Secret Recipes

Zhang Yang made a sincere look: "I want to personally apologize to Miss Qingluan, and report to Cheng's mother." ”

Cheng's mother skillfully threw out the flower gun, "Miss Qingluan is sick and will not accept customers for the time being." ”

The little ghost who gets in the way is annoying.

Zhang Yang said stubbornly: "I'm just outside Miss Qingluan's house, through the door, just say a few words." ”

"If the second little grandfather says, I will definitely bring it."

That's what I'm waiting for.

Zhang Yang was overjoyed in his heart, and took out the medicine box that had been prepared a long time ago, "Then ask Cheng's mother to bring this medicine box to Miss Qingluan." ”

Cheng's mother glanced at the medicine box a few times and asked, "What is this?" ”

"This is a prescription personally developed by my master, Wang Langzhong of Huirentang, which has a special effect on sore throat and hoarseness."

Cheng's mother raised her eyebrows and asked in surprise: "When did the second little grandfather worship Wang Langzhong of Huiren Hall as a teacher?" ”

"Not long ago, when Wang Langzhong was seeing a doctor in the house, he saw that the young master was talented and intelligent, so he had to accept me as a closed disciple." Zhang Yang lied, without blinking an eyelid.

Wangcai on the side listened to it in his ears, and secretly smacked his tongue, worthy of being the second little grandfather of the British government, he was so shameless!

Wang Langzhong of Huirentang is famous, and Cheng's mother believes in his medical skills, but when she is a little puzzled by the medicine handed over by Zhang Yang: "Wang Langzhong prescribes medicine when he doesn't see a patient, it's inappropriate." ”

Zhang Yang excitedly introduced: "Mother Cheng doesn't know, this is an ancient secret recipe, a heat-clearing antidote. It works wonders for boils, sore throat, hoarseness. Anyone who has drunk it knows its effects. ”

Speaking of which, Zhang Yang deliberately glanced at Wangcai, and he drank it, and the effect was remarkable.

Wangcai remembered that he had taken the medicine given by the master a few days ago, and he had diarrhea and collapsed, and almost fell into the pit, his body trembled, and his face turned white.

It's a pity that Cheng's mother didn't notice this scene, she took the medicine box in disbelief, "I will definitely bring it to Miss Qingluan." ”

Zhang Yang was afraid that she would not pay attention to it, so he patted his chest and emphasized: "The little master has just vouched for the reputation of his ancestors, as long as Miss Qingluan follows the prescription, three times a day, one pack at a time, and takes it with water, and her voice will return to normal in three days." ”

Cheng's mother didn't believe it, with her experience, her voice was hoarse, and she had to raise it for at least half a month.

"This medicine works so well?"

Zhang Yang looked at Cheng's mother and said meaningfully: "The effect is not good, dare to give it to Miss Qingluan?" "In front, he was ignorant and angered Princess Rongxiang, and now that he knows the identity of Princess Rongxiang, he still dares to mess around, don't you want to die?

Cheng's mother accepted the flamboyant medicine box and personally entered the palace and delivered it to Princess Rongxiang.

Three days later, Zhang Yang hadn't gotten up yet, and Zhaocai entered the door with a smile and said: Miss Qingluan's voice is better.

Soon, someone in the teahouse, the restaurant began to talk.

"Did you hear that? The top girl of Tingyin Pavilion poured her throat not long ago, and she couldn't make a sound for ten days and a half months. As a result, the second young grandfather of the British government sent a pair of medicines to the past, and the medicine was cured, and in less than three days, his throat was better? ”

"Really?"

"Listen to what the girl who served tea in the Yin Pavilion said, can it be fake?"

"Yo, what medicine? So spiritual? ”

"I heard that the secret recipe of the British government has been passed down from generation to generation."

"Nonsense, it's obviously the exclusive secret recipe of Wang Lang of the Huiren Pavilion."

"You are all wrong, it is a new medicine developed by the second young grandfather who studied medical skills with Wang Langzhong and Wang Langzhong, in addition to treating the throat, it has a miraculous effect on sore throat and boils and swelling."

Soon, the second little grandfather's prescription cured the Tingyin Pavilion's top brand Qingqi people, and the news spread throughout the capital. The Pharmaceutical Research Institute under the name of the second little grandfather found an auspicious day of the zodiac, and opened for business on the same day, with a limited sale of "Heat-clearing Antidote".

Don't want 100 texts, don't want 99 texts, as long as 29 texts, you can have the essential medicine at home - "Heat Clearing Antidote". Limited editions, only 100 copies, first come, first served, while stocks last.

On the day of the Pharmaceutical Research Institute, there was a long queue outside the door.

Wang Yan saw such a sales model for the first time, looking at the long queue, a pair of big eyes were round.

"What are they doing here?"

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, "Buy medicine." ”

Wang Yan carefully looked at the people in line, and said suspiciously: "These people are ruddy, they don't look sick." ”

Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who said that only sick people should buy medicine, bring dry food and umbrellas, and have some commonly used medicines at home, just take them directly when you are sick." ”

Wang Yan was stunned, is this okay?

As it turned out, the reason for the flamboyant was right.

In less than a stick of incense, a hundred copies of "Heat-clearing Antidote" were sold out.

Many people at the back of the queue didn't buy medicine, and scolded and said, "What's the matter? Why is it our turn that we are gone? "In fact, many people are passing by, looking curious, following the queue, not necessarily really want to buy medicine. It's just that when I got to myself, it suddenly disappeared, and my psychology was out of balance.

Zhaocai ordered people to pack up their things while reassuring people: "I'm sorry, everyone! "Heat-clearing Antidote" is not easy to use, and the production process is complicated, and it takes only 100 copies a month to make 100 copies. It's sold out this month, so please be early next month. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yan rolled his eyes, isn't it dandelion, bitter ground ding, banlan root plus skullcap, the mountains are all over the wilderness, where is it not easy to get materials? The production process is complicated, and the most complicated is to cut the paper and wrap it into a small package.

The people of the British government will really put gold on their faces, and their faces are so thick that mosquitoes can't pierce them.

When it was time to settle the accounts in the evening, Wang Yan was taken aback, twenty-nine wen each, one hundred copies should be two thousand nine hundred wen, in fact, the income was one thousand wen.

When asked, Zhang Yang said mysteriously: "The rest are marketing expenses and cannot be counted." ”

Wang Yan didn't understand, and when she asked again, Zhang Yang came directly: "Marketing secrets will not be disseminated." As he spoke, he wanted to go to Wang Yan's hand again, "When you become my person, it will no longer be a secret." ”

was so angry that Wang Yan brushed his sleeves away.

Wang Yan left, and there were no outsiders, so Wangcai dared to speak: "So many people want to buy, and they don't have to spend money to hire people to queue up, wasting money." ”

Zhang Yang took a bite out of him: "What do you know?" No one is in line, will someone come to buy? ”

Zhaocai also had questions: "Second little grandfather, those who didn't buy it today are in a hurry, aren't they in stock in the store, why don't you sell them to them?" ”

Zhang Yang triumphantly educated the two, "It's called hunger marketing, the quantity is limited, forcing people to buy it quickly, and if you don't buy it, it's gone." ”

Wangcai said smartly: "Then you should prepare more and sell a thousand or ten thousand copies." ”

Zhang Yang knocked Wangcai's head with a fan, "If there is more, there will be no temptation." ”

Wangcai hesitated again and again, and confided in his sincerity: "Selling a hundred copies a month, less than three yuan, is not enough for the second little grandfather to drink a drink." ”

Zhang Yang smiled: ""Heat Clearing Antidote" is just the first step, and the later "Cold Powder" is our cash cow." ”

As soon as the three of them returned home, they saw someone coming over, "Second little master, the Qingluan girl from Tingyin Pavilion please come over." ”

Thinking of Miss Qingluan, Zhang Yang felt a cold neck, like some kind of cold weapon pasted on it.