"Step two."

Jiang Wei stood on the podium and held up two fingers.

"What we want to do is sell with a purpose. First of all, I want to ask you, how are you going to sell it? If you have an idea, please raise your hand to answer this question. ”

Villagers, you look at me, I look at you, they don't understand what else to say about selling.

An uncle in his thirties raised his hand and replied,

"Go to Chang'an to sell."

A group of villagers nodded in agreement,

But Jiang Wei shook his head,

"How do you sell it?"

The villagers were very confused and didn't understand what this was saying, wasn't it just pulling chickens to Chang'an to sell?

Jiang Wei saw that the villagers were confused and smiled. He doesn't know much about sales, but as a person with modern thinking, he understands a lot of sales models, and these sales are overwhelming in all kinds of ways, which are full of every modern person's life, and it is difficult not to pay attention to it.

"Before, when we sold mung bean porridge, I taught you that it was a carpet sales, which can effectively allow us to sell more effectively and faster without self-competition, which is called carpet sales. Now I'm going to teach you how to sell with a purpose. ”

"Selling is not a simple matter, first of all, we need to know who will buy the chicks we hatch."

The villagers below were all at a loss, not understanding why they wanted to know who would buy it, and one of the villagers couldn't help but ask.

"Childe, does this have anything to do with us selling chicks?"

"Of course it does."

Jiang Wei smiled,

"Knowing who will buy it, so we can divide the labor and find the right place to sell, so that we can sell our hatched chicks more efficiently and quickly."

"So, let's all think about it, who needs to buy chicks?"

One of the villagers raised his hand,

"Those who are officials and rich people, they will raise chickens at home."

Jiang Wei nodded,

"Anything else?"

One of the big men raised his hand,

"People like us, they will also buy a few chickens to raise."

Jiang Wei nodded and smiled.

"Since we know that people like us, rich and noble, raise chickens, how do we go about selling them to them? The rich and powerful live in Chang'an City, but most of the people like us are in the villages. ”

The people frowned,

"So, we need to divide the work, and some people, push the cart and go to the village to sell. The other part went to Chang'an City to sell. This is called targeted selling. It's not enough to know how to sell, we have to know how to publicize. The people who went to Chang'an City, who were in the East Market, pushed the cart to go around the East Market. It's the same with the West Market, don't go to Chang'an, go straight to the market, remember to go around me too. At least half of the people in Chang'an City have to know that we are here to sell chickens. This is called propaganda. Of course, those who go to the village also have to push around the village. ”

What Jiang Wei said may already be common sense in the eyes of modern people, but for Datang, a small peasant economy and society, ordinary people will not think about this.

What Jiang Wei wants to do is to let them have some independent ideas and cultivate their awareness of selling things and thinking.

"Also."

Jiang Wei spoke again,

"Whoever goes to which village should also do a good job in the division of labor and not cause unnecessary confusion. Also, tell the villagers who buy chicks that if they have eggs, they can come to Yunling Village, and three fertilized eggs can be exchanged for one chick. Or collect an egg three times, as long as the egg is fertilized, we will accept it, and also tell them how to tell whether the egg is fertilized or not. Don't be too troublesome, this will save us time in collecting eggs in the future. ”

The speech continued until the sun dyed the clouds red, and Jiang Wei left in a carriage.

At night, the villagers sat together and began to discuss the division of labor. Who goes to Chang'an, who goes to the village, and which village to go.

It wasn't until the next morning that the villagers finally had a clear division of labor. Looking at the rising sun, they don't have a trace of sleepiness, once people have goals and hopes, they will be full of energy. The yearning for a better life in the future is a very powerful driving force. When a cart of chickens began to push to Chang'an City, as well as various villages.

This day is destined to be unpeaceful.

When a carload of chirping chickens advanced into Chang'an City, many people's brains were a little unable to turn, and they looked at the carloads of chickens one by one with dumbfoundedness.

The villagers remembered Jiang Wei's words, and twenty cars circled around the East Market, and twenty cars circled the West Market. For a time, Chang'an City was completely boiling.

A down-and-out scholar was startled when he saw it,

"These are? Chick? ”

The scholar next to him, who was in slightly better condition, also frowned, puzzled,

"Where did you get so many chicks?"

The down-and-out scholar was also puzzled,

"Why are there so many chicks? Could it be that hundreds of hens hatched together? ”

"Possibly"

"Let's go, go and take a look, if the price is right, buy a few more, and there will be no shortage of eggs to eat in the future."

A fat man dressed as a businessman asked his companion curiously,

"Where are all these villagers?"

One of the businessmen's eyes lit up,

"I know that man, who used to sell chilled mung bean soup. How do you sell chickens now? ”

A young man dressed as a boy next to him listened to the conversation of the businessman, and muttered to himself with a puzzled face,

"Isn't it possible that the disciples of the Immortal Family have taught them the immortal art of hatching chicks again?"

Brother Childe's companion is also a Brother Childe, with a look of surprise,

"Wouldn't it? And the fairy art of hatching and hatching chicks? ”

Selling chickens is not uncommon, and although there are few chickens, it is not unusual. In the eyes of the Tang people, a sale is nearly a thousand chickens, that is really a rare thing, Chang'an City is boiling, one to ten, ten to hundred, everyone knows that these villagers are the last time to sell iced mung bean soup, that is, the disciples of the immortal family taught them immortal arts. And this time, they were taught the fairy art of hatching chicks again. For a while, the entire Chang'an was shaken, and even Li Shimin was shocked.

For Li Shimin, the most important thing in a country is its national strength. And the points that reflect the national strength are whether the people are rich or not. Whether the army is strong or not, whether taxes are increased, these three points.

And this chicken is related to two of them.

Chicken as meat, of course, in Datang, did not treat chicken as meat. But it is undeniable that the nutritional value of chicken is higher than that of beef, sheep and pork.

And if there is a way to hatch chicks in large quantities, the price of chicken is bound to decrease. When the time comes, if the army can also purchase chickens, eat chickens once a month, and the physical fitness of the soldiers will also rise significantly. And the people of the whole country also hatch chicks in this way, so that the people will also be rich and even able to eat meat.

The more Li Shimin thought about it, the more excited he became, and hurriedly called Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, and the eldest grandson Wuji.