Chapter Ninety-Three: Poetry? What poem?
"The king of this book clearly told you that there are still people behind the county guard." The Eighth Prince looked at Tianling, "Stretch out your face to know, such a cheap thing, are you sure you don't want to think about it anymore?" ”
The Heavenly Spirit shook his head firmly.
"Why?" The eighth prince didn't expect him to talk about this, and this little minion could still hold on.
"Maybe it's because it's easy to break the mountain, but it's hard to break the hall." Tian Ling looked at the stunned Eighth Lord and smiled lightly, "What's more, I have always believed that the best way to eliminate those secret cow ghosts, snakes, and gods is not to pull them out of the nest and kill them. ”
"What's that?" The Eighth Prince looked at Tianling fixedly, as if he was looking forward to his next answer.
"Illuminate them, of course!" Tian Ling smiled and pointed to the sun above his head, "Where the light goes, the shadow is invisible. ”
"What if it's in a place where the light never reaches?" The eighth prince said.
"Then set a fire to their lair." Tianling smiled innocently, "The fire is also light." ”
When the eighth prince heard this, he was thoughtful.
"Lord Wang, I still have something to do, you can do it yourself?" Tianling looked at the Eighth Prince, who was blocking in front of him, and said helplessly.
"Where are you going?" The eighth prince came back to his senses and saw that Tianling seemed to be in a hurry, so he asked.
"Little Left... The boss is waiting for me in front. Tianling habitually wanted to talk about Lord Xiao Zuo, but when the words came to his mouth, he remembered that now Zuo Wen has no official body, he is just a businessman, and he can no longer be called an adult.
"Zuowen?" The eighth prince raised his eyebrows, "That diehard of Song Ke?" ”
"You know him?" Tianling was a little surprised, the Eighth Prince even knew Zuo Wen?
"Xiaosheng can pinch and calculate, what else does not know?" The eighth prince said, looking at Tianling, "Do you want to learn some skills from Mr. Ben?" ”
Tian Ling, who has always been studious, shook his head resolutely at this moment, "Your ability, Tian Ling doesn't want to learn." ”
After that, he saluted the eighth prince and turned around to find Zuo Wen.
The Eighth Prince looked at Tianling's small back, and his expression was very complicated.
Tianling found Zuo Wen, walked around the street with him, bought some supplements and supplements, and then walked back.
On the way, Zuo Wen first asked Lord Song about the situation, and Tianling told him in detail one by one, Zuo Wen put his mind at ease, and briefly talked about the sales of the capital's mobile bookshelves with Tianling, and then summed up with Tianling about the bookshelves needed by the emperor's library after the official road was opened.
Later, Tianling suggested Zuo Wen, now the capital is flocking to the activity bookshelf, taking advantage of the large number of people in the store, you can put some small wooden things on it as appropriate, regardless of what category, and not mass production, but it must be novel and interesting, or exquisite, the price just goes high, it doesn't matter if it can't be sold, just let it be in the store, and plan for future business.
"Nowadays, the bookshelves are selling very well, and people who enter the store are also coming to ask about the bookshelves, and the small wooden things, I'm afraid there won't be any sales." Zuo Wen thought about it and said what he thought.
"You're right, but have you ever thought about how long a movable bookshelf lasts?" Tianling looked at Zuo Wen, who was stunned by the question, and smiled softly, "So after the first batch of bookshelves goes out, I'm afraid it will take several years or even more than ten years before new needs appear, but at that time, I'm afraid we are not the only ones who can make active bookshelves." ”
"Therefore, under the saturation of demand and the pressure of competition, the business of the mobile bookshelf will be less and less, and the price will only get lower and lower, and what we have to do is to take advantage of the time when we are standing in the center of people's attention, the name of the active bookshelf will be played, and then take advantage of this shareholder wind to pave the way for the sale of new commodities in the future."
"The name of the moving bookshelf?" Tianling understood what Tianling said in the front, but when he got to the back, he was a little confused.
"Did each of the bookshelves we sold out have the name of our store engraved on each of them? That's our name. In the future, when there are more active bookshelves on the market, people's choices will increase, and the role of the name is to make people mention the activity bookshelf, and the first thing that comes to mind is our store. Tianling briefly explained the concept of the brand to Zuo Wen.
"I see!" Zuo Wen suddenly realized, "Most of the time, we buy things, we are in the store we are familiar with or we have heard of the store to buy, if the activity bookshelf has not entered the market in large quantities, we will let everyone know that the bookshelves of the bamboo wood are the best, then to the back, even if there are more activity bookshelves on the market, our store will become the first choice of the first most people!" ”
"That's it." Tianling smiled and nodded.
"And what does the new product sell?" Zuo Wen looked at the eyes of the heavenly spirit, as if he had found a treasure, and he was very eager.
"I don't know about that." Tianling replied very simply, he has been staying in the palace since he came to this world, and now he is building an official road with Lord Song, either in a hurry or busy with other things, he has not even been on the street a few times, and he doesn't know the market here at all.
"But I can give you a piece of advice, go to other stores and see what people like." Tian Ling smiled suddenly, "Also, the most taboo thing in doing business is to stick to the crowd, if you want to make the business bigger, don't just think about making money for a type of people." ”
"Huh?" Zuo Wen didn't react.
"Nowadays, the store is making money from readers, but who is the one who really spends money regularly?" Tianling looked at Zuo Wen, "If you figure out what people who often spend money like, this business will be easy to do." ”
Zuo Wen slapped his head violently, "I see!" ”
The two talked all the way, and before they knew it, they had returned to their residence, and Tianling took Zuo Wen to the outside of Lord Song's room, "For such a long time, Lord Song should have woken up." ”
pushed open the door, and sure enough, I saw Song leaning on the bed in a daze.
Zuo Wen looked at Song Qi's haggard face, walked to the side of the bed in three steps and two steps, and cried bitterly, "My lord! Why do you look like this? ”
"Zuowen? How did you get here? Song looked at Zuo Wen, who was holding his leg and weeping in pain, and he couldn't come back to his senses.
"He's here to testify." Tian Ling explained, "Now that everything is settled, Lord Song, you have to get better quickly, and the official road will start tomorrow!" ”
"Solved? How was it solved? Lord Song was overjoyed and surprised.
"This is thanks to Boss Zuo's tireless efforts to come over and testify." Tian Ling smiled, "Do you remember the document I asked them to sign after the fundraising meeting, after those merchants sent the silver taels?" ”
"Remember, what did you write on that?" Song remembered that at that time, Tianling had to sign a document with the merchants, saying that it was to protect their rights and interests, to prove that the government would not go back on its word, and that it would definitely send the trade documents to them after the official road was completed, and those merchants naturally could not refuse.
"I will not return any money that I have written." Zuo Wen finally recovered from his excitement, raised his head and smirked at Lord Song, and then thought of the poem that Tianling had read in the public hall just now, and asked Lord Song, "My lord, I remember that you have never read poetry books and articles, but I didn't expect that you could write such a good poem after only a month of separation!" ”
"Poetry? What poem? "Lord Song is completely confused, he doesn't want to read poetry when he sees it, how can he write?
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