Although Liu Xiaohou agreed to go to the Zhao family to practice, the Zhao family's preparations were obviously not very sufficient, and many things could not be arranged temporarily, so now they are just signing up, and they have not really let everyone start the training. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, taking advantage of the leisure time, Liu Xiaohou took a batch of osmanthus soap from the mountain and sold it.

Liu Yuanshan is serious in his work, everyone is treated equally, Liu Xiaohou failed to grasp the best opportunity to become a first-level agent at the agency conference, but he also got a second-level agent that everyone envies.

After all, Liu Xiaohou is San Lang's uncle, and he used to live together, so he can't say how much affection he has, but being close to him is naturally an advantage, even if Liu Yuanshan doesn't want to help him much, there is still his mother's favoritism behind him.

Under Liu Yuanshan's attitude of turning a blind eye, Liu Xiaohou not only took 2,000 pieces of soap from the mountain empty-handed in one go, but also borrowed a carriage from the Liu family.

According to Liu Yuanshan's suggestion, Liu Xiaohou did not go to the surrounding countryside and villages to sell one by one like the rest of the people, nor did he go to the town to publicize it, but tried his best to seize the opportunity and ran to the county seat of Fang County with a carriage to sell it.

When he first entered the city, looking at a cart of osmanthus soap for 2,000 yuan, Liu Xiaohou's heart was full of sadness, this is 2,000 yuan, how can I sell it? When will it be sold out?

What if I can't sell it? Wouldn't it be a shame for your nephew and sister-in-law?

But after the current people performed in Fangxian County according to Liu Yuanshan's sales theory, Liu Xiaohou was completely relieved.

Osmanthus soap has been sold from last year to this year, and it has been half a year, although it is not popular in Xiangyang Mansion, but it has also made a name for itself among the wealthy families in the entire Xiangyang area.

Nowadays, a piece is only sold for ten cents, and many people are almost crazy to buy it.

Ten cents, think about it, it's not much, Xiangyang Mansion is not a year of famine, there are still a lot of people who buy, especially, there are many people who buy in bulk, in order to be able to sell it at a good price, I don't care about the words "sold for ten wen" engraved on the back of the soap.

Pieces of osmanthus soap were shot, and copper plates were put into his hands, and Liu Xiaohou had a very unreal feeling.

On the first day, more than 500 yuan were sold!

More than 500 pieces of osmanthus soap, there should be as much as five taels of silver, but most of the people who buy it on the spot are paid with copper plates, which is more troublesome, Liu Xiaohou received a large bag of copper coins, and he was a little worried, for fear that his money would be stolen by others.

In the evening, I went back to the inn, lit the candles after eating, and counted them one by one in the dim light, and I don't know how many times, anyway, I only heard the jingle of silver coins back and forth, and the people next door couldn't sleep.

But in Liu Xiaohou's ears, the sound is better than any beautiful music in the world.

"It's a total of five thousand six hundred and sixty Wen, well, that's right, it's not wrong to count so many times!" Liu Xiaohou whispered to himself, put all the copper plates into a large bag, and then put them under the pillow, so that the pillow on it bulged high.

The night was already very deep, and there was a cry of crickets in the dark sky outside, the pillow was very high, and it was not comfortable to sleep on the headrest, but Liu Xiaohou did not feel sleepy at all, he was both excited and scared, and he was still counting the accounts in his heart.

A piece of osmanthus soap Saburo wants to draw six yuan, and I put it in my hand is four Wen, these ten yuan is forty Wen, one hundred yuan is four hundred Wen, and one thousand yuan is four thousand Wen, and the soap I brought this time has a total of two thousand yuan, if all of them are sold out, wouldn't I be able to get it, well, two four thousand Wen, that is, eight thousand Wen.

Oh my God, it's a quick buck.

Liu Xiaohou counted the accounts over and over again, like a street writer in later generations who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night looking at his collection and subscription, silently in his heart, chattering.

When he got up the next morning, his eyes were red but he was still not sleepy, and even after only two bites of breakfast, he took his subordinates to sell osmanthus soap on the street again.

The next day, the sale was even more popular, and there was a grocery store owner from Xiangyang Mansion who bought five hundred yuan in one go, and he paid for it with two taels of silver, exactly five taels of silver.

If I hadn't brought so much money with me, I guess I would have bought more.

As for the rest sold in bits and pieces, the total added up to nearly 1,000 yuan, and in just two days, three-quarters of them had already been sold.

On the third day, it was all sold out.

Liu Xiaohou sat in the carriage and walked back, holding the bag containing the silver money and dozing all the way, and he couldn't sleep well with excitement.

After returning to the village, he did not go back to the old house directly, but asked his subordinates to pull the carriage back to the mountain, because most of the money in his hand belonged to Liu Yuanshan, and he was really unreliable if he didn't return the capital to San Lang.

As long as the account is settled, the rest is your own.

When he arrived on the mountain, when he saw Erlang and Ding who came out of the Liu family's new house, he wondered if he was dazzled.

After paying the account immediately, in addition to the twelve taels of silver given to San Lang, he actually made a net profit of eight taels, which made Erlang and Ding cry with joy, and then told everything that happened after he left.

Liu Xiaohou was silent after hearing this, not knowing what to do.

Liu Yuanshan said on the side: "Second uncle, you have thought clearly, this matter can't be delayed, if you want to break it, you can break it, and keep going back to the old mansion, I will still let you act as an agent for osmanthus soap, don't worry." ”

Liu Xiaohou thought more, one was that if he returned to the old house, he would have to go to the Zhao family to practice in a short time, and the money-making business in his hand would be gone, and he would not be at ease with his son.

If it is for the boss, he is willing to say it or not!

As far as the boss's virtue is concerned, if he earns money to support the whole family, the entire old mansion will no longer have a foothold for their second room.

Moreover, now that the contradictions are deadlocked, it is not good to go back.

Everyone is pushing out, and it's not interesting to go back with a shy face, right?

What to do?

"San Lang!" Liu Xiaohou thought for a while, and finally mustered up the courage and said, "If I live in the mountains, don't I have to go to Zhao's house to be a soldier?" ”

Liu Yuanshan nodded and said, "Second uncle, you don't want to go, and he can't force you with a knife." ”

"After that, there are bandits and bandits, and his family's regiment will not protect us, right?" Liu Xiaohou asked again.

"I have a strong heart, arms and legs, why let him protect me, second uncle, don't worry, live in the mountains in the future, no one dares to bully us, whoever dares to make trouble, my leg will be broken for him!"

"Okay, I'll go and tell my mother and brother later, anyway, I don't want them to have any land, and my eldest brother should agree!" Liu Xiaohou seemed to have made up his mind, and he was like a child who had done something bad, his face was slightly red, a little ashamed, and a little embarrassed.

After all, deep down, it was not because the eldest brother in the old house bullied him that made him decide to split the family, but because he made a lot of money this time, and his selfishness was causing trouble. (To be continued.) )