Chapter Seventy-Five: It's Hot

Almost the one-eyed child's words had just been finished.

At the western end of the street, there was the sound of footsteps.

The one-eyed boy who was a scout in the army couldn't help but clench the broom in his hand, pricked up his ears and knew that there were at least a thousand people coming.

"What happened?"

The one-eyed boy hurriedly stood at the gate, and if anything was wrong, he could close the door of the shop as soon as possible.

"It looks like a perfume shop over there."

"Look! When was the plaque hung here? ”

The one-eyed boy was relieved to see that the visitors were all dressed in long robes and tied their hair, and they were dressed like the students who came to ask Childe for advice some time ago.

But when he found that the ground began to tremble with the sound of his footsteps, he dodged into the shop without saying a word, and bolted the door from the inside.

"Li Tie! Zhang Zhu! Stop holding on to those perfumes! Hurry up! ”

After the one-eyed boy finished shouting, he swallowed his saliva nervously, and the broom in his hand was also oozing fine sweat.

He had faced thousands of enemies when he was guarding the border city at the border pass, but he didn't expect that after returning to his hometown Jinling, he would encounter such a scene.

Although the students outside are not as fierce as the enemies who want to break through the border.

It is really terrifying to see their aggressive and scrambling posture.

"I don't know if they went to the bookstore at the end of the street, or the pen and ink room on the adjacent street...... You can't be looking for Childe, right? ”

If he really came to find Childe, what should he do?

Hands-on hitting?

He can beat ten people, but if he hurts someone, he will go to jail, and if he is injured, he can only rely on his own hot day steaming wine...... The one-eyed boy suddenly felt that guarding the shop was no easier than guarding the border gate.

"Anyone? Why isn't it open? ”

"I see smoke coming out of the backyard, there should be someone inside, shoot the door!"

"Knock on the door? Didn't you see the real handiwork of the poet on it? The wooden door looks in disrepair, and I can't afford to pay for it if I touch the plaque and kill it. ”

There are more and more people outside the door.

The one-eyed boy glanced through the crack in the door, and was a little dizzy.

The people I saw on the street just now were all crowded at the door, and there were some new arrivals.

Fortunately, they didn't break in directly, but what he didn't understand was that some of the students began to tear off their clothes, pick up a brush and lie on the wall to write something.

It's weird.

"What the hell are these people here for? Li Tie, you run fast, go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion and find the son. ”

Faced with such a group of people, the one-eyed boy has no way to decide whether to beat or be beaten, and he has to ask Childe to come up with an idea.

Li Tie also wanted to leave through the back door, but as soon as he arrived at the back door, he saw that the outside was also fenced, so he could only step on the wall and go to the house.

He saw Ning Wuxian, who was sitting outside the carriage not far away, and shouted happily towards the front yard: "Brother Tong, Childe is back!" ”

Damn!

The one-eyed boy couldn't wait to rush up to the room like a cat and cover Li Tie's mouth.

Eighty percent of these students are coming for Childe, and if Childe's location is exposed at this time, won't Childe be in trouble?

The one-eyed boy who was thinking about Ning was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he turned around the door for a long time before he found out.

The students outside the door still didn't move when they heard Li Tie's words, obviously not coming at Gongzi.

"They're ...... What are you doing? ”

The students stood outside the door and began to write and draw, without beating or making trouble.

It doesn't look like he's here to make trouble, and it's not like he's here because of something.

It's weird.

Just when the one-eyed boy was puzzled, a familiar fragrant wind wafted in from outside the door.

Immediately after, a passage was awayed in the crowd, and Ning Wuxian walked along the passage to the door and tapped the door gently: "Brother Tong, open the door." ”

"People from outside are here to buy perfume and open their doors to welcome customers."

Yes?!

The one-eyed boy was stunned, but opened the door without hesitation.

Ning Wuxian turned around, faced the students who came to buy and the daughters in the carriage behind, and announced loudly: "There are only two hundred bottles of perfume left in the dark incense perfume shop. ”

"Huh? So little? ”

"Let me copy the copy in front of me, I want to buy perfume for my little sister!"

"What does your little sister have to do with me, I'm going to stay here and grab a bottle for my fiancΓ©e!"

Hearing that there were only 200 bottles in stock, the crowd immediately crowded.

Scarcity is expensive, and everywhere is hard currency.

But they were very tacit, and no one squeezed within two steps of Ning Wuxian's side, so as not to squeeze Ning Wuxian's wonderful hands that could write the font of the book.

Ning Wuxian let the group of young students squeeze for a while, and he didn't shout to stop until they were really anxious and reached the point where they could be used as gossip for the whole city after dinner.

"Don't worry, although there are only 200 bottles in stock, I can expedite the production of 2,000 bottles for everyone, and the production will be completed within seven days."

"You can pre-order in advance, and pick up the goods by yourself for less than ten bottles, and if you have more than ten bottles, you will be delivered to your door in Jinling City!"

"The quality of all pre-purchased perfumes in our store is guaranteed, and the contract is signed for ten if you are not satisfied!"

In the past, Ning Wuxian said this, even if he pasted the contract on the wall.

Those who come to buy are still their own relatives or relatives who have started their relatives, that is, the favor business.

But now.

With Shen Youchu's publicity, there is a personal delivery and inspection on the fourth floor of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Ning Wuxian's words are the golden rule, and no one will doubt it.

After all, compared with fifty taels of perfume, the gold content of the three words "Ning Shixian" is heavier.

In everyone's eyes, there is no need for Ning Wuxian to consume his reputation and integrity as a poet in order to make money.

"What kind of fragrance is there for two hundred bottles of perfume?"

"Is there anything else Ju Xiang? Bring me ten bottles! ”

"Didn't your aunt's wife marry into Yefu, the young owner of Yefu got two hundred bottles of perfume, why don't you go and ask for a few bottles, what are you going to grab with us?"

"You care about me! Can't you grab it more fragrant? ”

The heads of the people rushed into the gate.

Under the coordination of Ning Wuxian.

There were two long lines at the gate.

The remaining 200 bottles of perfume are in stock demand, and when they get the perfume, they first put a few drops on their bodies, attracting envious glances from their classmates or girlfriends who have not grabbed the spot.

There is no stock, and for the remaining 2,000 bottles of pre-order places, they are using the magic power of the Eight Immortals to cross the sea, just to be able to buy a bottle of perfume that suits their hearts.

"Don't worry, everyone!"

"After the second batch of perfumes is produced, there will be a third and fourth batches in the future, one by one, everyone has a share!"

It is said that everyone has a share.

But there are so many rich and noble families in Jinling.

Nearly a million people came to grab the quota of 2,000 bottles of pre-order perfume, which is definitely in short supply.

In less than half an hour, the contract documents that had been prepared in the shop were at the bottom.

The rest of the people didn't value this paper contract either, but Ning Wuxian still wrote them a receipt as proof.

Two hours later.

The 2,000 bottles of pre-orders are also gone.

The people in the back queue, no one was far behind, so they set their sights on the speculators who bought the spot.

In front of Ning Wuxian, they naturally wouldn't resell it on the spot.

But secretly, the price of a bottle of spot perfume went out of the perfume shop, and as soon as it was reversed, it rose by at least twenty taels of silver.

When the popular scene of the perfume shop reached the ears of the Ye family, Ye Changlong and Ye Tongju looked at Zhou An and kicked the white porcelain bottles all over the ground, and were so anxious that they shouted to the slaves to come and bottle them.

It's a pity that the perfume that has been evaporated for half a day has not a drop left.

"Silver! My twenty thousand taels of silver! Ye Changlong was heartbroken, and counted the account on Ning Wuxian's head.

In the government.

Jiang Yan listened to Xu Jidao excitedly talking about what happened in Xiaoxiang Pavilion today, and with the strength of the wine, he tasted the poem of persuasion and laughed: "It is worthy of Ning Shixian who can make "Breaking the Array", how can he be bullied, this poem has reached today's ears, but it is enough for the bullying An Xiaohou to drink a pot!" ”

"How can a pot be enough?" Xu Jidao's expression was not as elegant as usual, and his eyes were uncertain.

A few days ago, a letter came from today, asking him to recommend two Hanlin scholars, so that he could choose the Xian Ma official who would accompany and supervise the prince in the future.