Chapter 110: Qiyun Pavilion
The firewood in the market is about seven or eight cents per load, while charcoal is more expensive, and the quality is slightly better, at least fifty cents for a hundred catties!
In comparison, honeycomb coal is indeed inexpensive.
If honeycomb coal is really as Li Qinglai said, it is not only hot, can be used for heating, can also be used for cooking, and is smokeless and tasteless, and burns for a long time, so you have to buy some and try it.
If it is easy to use, it can be purchased in large quantities at the house, and maybe it is still a great achievement.
If it's not easy to use, it's okay, it's just a matter of a few pennies, and it doesn't matter.
After pondering for a moment, Steward Chen waved his hand and said loudly: "Shopkeeper Li is serious, it's just a little money, how can Shopkeeper Li put it in his eyes, so he will fill me with a hundred." β
"Refreshing!"
A hundred, although not much, but at least it is open.
Li Qinglai said with a smile: "You are one of the first 100 people to buy honeycomb coal, so you will be given a stove." β
"And such good things!" Steward Chen's eyes lit up, but the smile on his face was even bigger, and he felt that the twenty dollars were too worthwhile.
Subsequently, Li Qinglai and Steward Chen explained in detail how to adjust the vents to achieve the purpose of fire control, as well as the matters that should be paid attention to when heating.
After dawn one by one, Steward Chen got into the carriage and drove away.
With the first customer, there will be a second, and with a second, there will be a third and fourth......
Not only because honeycomb coal is cheap, but also very resistant to burning, compared with firewood charcoal, it has its incomparable advantages.
In addition, there are many discounts, such as the first 100 people, no matter how much honeycomb coal they buy, they will give a stove and so on, and so on, which is very tempting.
With a multi-pronged approach, the number of people who came to inquire about honeycomb coal gradually increased.
But after all, it is a new thing, many people ask, few people buy, after a day, more than 17,000 honeycomb coal, only a small half is sold.
Liu Hua didn't care.
However, the shopkeeper Li on the side was quite helpless, and he was very anxious.
"Shopkeeper Li, don't be impatient, whether this honeycomb coal is good or bad, people who have used it must know it, today is not for the time being, tomorrow is the point." Liu Hua was not in a hurry.
Ye Qiange originally wanted to use some marketing methods, but after thinking about it, he stopped and gave up.
Those with good quality and low price will eventually be accepted by the market.
The only thing to consider is the length of the acceptance process.
Now it is a cold winter, it is the time for heating, honeycomb coal enters the market at this time, the timing is just right, Ye Qiange has absolute confidence, in a few days, honeycomb coal will be popular!
Li Qinglai nodded, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, Qiyun Pavilion is the property of the Zhenbei Palace.
Honeycomb coal is something that the little prince attaches great importance to, and the sales are not good, he can't escape the blame, he was worried, and when he heard Liu Hua say this, he put his mind at ease.
ββ
Peng House.
When Steward Chen returned to the house, he beckoned someone to move things.
"Today's menu seems to be very fresh." The servant praised as he moved his things.
"That's natural, Qiyun Pavilion's goods have always been like this, don't talk nonsense, hurry up." Steward Chen scolded with a smile and hurriedly instructed the people to unload the things on the car.
"Uncle Chen, you're back so early." Several maids in the house gathered around, blinking and looking at the carriage, as if looking for something.
"Looking for what?" Steward Chen said in a low voice, with a hint of seriousness on his face, but a smile in his eyes.
Several girls trembled and hurriedly lowered their heads, but their eyes looked at the carriage from time to time, and a slightly bolder girl pursed her lips and whispered, "Uncle Chen, where is the slave's rouge?" β
The corners of Steward Chen's mouth twitched, glared at the girl, and said angrily: "I can't forget, it's all in the car, go get it yourself." β
The girls cheered, and they all ran over, bowing their heads and looking around.
"Found it!"
It didn't take long for the girls to get what they wanted, and finally turned out a box, and when they opened it, they saw that there were more than a dozen small boxes inside.
A burst of fragrance wafted through the nose.
In ancient times, the maid did not have the right to enter and leave the palace, and if she left the house without authorization, she would be punished with a cane at least and killed with a cane.
Therefore, the things they need in their daily life are often entrusted to others to buy.
"Cui'er, it's yours."
"Xiang'er, it's yours."
"This one is mine."
......
Every maid got the rouge gouache she wanted, they were all overjoyed, they couldn't put it down, and after playing for a while, they hurriedly put it away, and accidentally broke it.
"Uncle Chen, what is the black dumpling in the car used for?" A maid stretched out her head, frowned, and said in a confused way.
"If you don't say it, I really forgot." Steward Chen patted his head, hurriedly walked over, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Ade." β
"Uncle Chen." A servant ran over and shouted with a grin.
"Bring it all down." Steward Chen pointed to the honeycomb coal and the stove.
"Gotcha."
Ade jumped into the carriage, and after a few rounds, he moved a hundred honeycomb coals.
"Uncle Chen, you haven't said what this is?" A little maid pouted.
"It's a charcoal dumpling!" The other little maid opened her mouth and said, then frowned, "It's just that there are some more holes in this." β
Steward Chen said, "This is not a coal dumpling, but honeycomb coal, which is a new thing." β
"Ade, go get some charcoal."
Ade, too, was curious, and when he heard this, he ran to the kitchen, and soon ran back with a bamboo basket full of charcoal.
The charcoal was quickly ignited.
According to Li Qinglai's instructions, Steward Chen poured the charcoal into the furnace, and then put the honeycomb coal on top of the charcoal.
After half a bang, the black honeycomb coal was ignited, glowing with fire, and the heat was constantly gushing outward.
"There's no smoke or dust, and there's no soundβ"
The onlookers and maidservants were amazed, and looked at the little stove with a glint of astonishment in their eyes.
"Uncle Chen, how long can these three honeycomb coals be burned?"
"Two hours for short, three hours for long." Steward Chen nodded with satisfaction.
This honeycomb coal is worth buying.
"Ade, send the stove to the master's study." Steward Chen's eyes lit up, "It's freezing this day, and the charcoal basin in the old man's room is not worth using, so I quickly withdrew and replaced it with a stove." β
This is a great achievement, Steward Chen thought happily in his heart, tomorrow, go to Qiyun Pavilion to buy more stoves and come back, there are seven or eight ladies in the house, and there are more than a dozen young masters and young masters, all of them add up, about 20 stoves.
Of course, you have to buy a few at home, and this winter, it's finally going to be better.
Thinking like this, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he muttered, "Tomorrow must be early, otherwise this furnace and honeycomb coal will be swept away." β
He secretly wrote down the matter, and planned to get up on the fifth watch tomorrow and go to wait outside the Fang City, and as soon as the market opened, he would go to Qiyun Pavilion to sweep the goods.
This scene in Peng's mansion was also staged in other mansions.
The next day, it was still dawn.
Outside Suzakufang City, there were many horse-drawn carriages parked, which was much more than in the past.
When some people saw it, they only showed a slight discoloration, and they didn't pay attention to it anymore.
But it was not long before they exchanged pleasantries and learned that most of the extra carriages were headed for a novel furnace and charcoal dumplings.
Everyone was curious, what was so attractive that the butler of such a high-ranking official and aristocracy was willing to wait outside the city.
Knock Knock Knock β
After the crunch.
The officers and soldiers pushed open the gate of Fang City, and the people waiting outside poured in, and at least thirty percent of the carriages rushed straight towards Qiyun Pavilion.