"Sir." Early in the morning, Sun Xian came to the Zhenguo Palace happily.
Han Du looked at his bloodshot eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Did you stay up late again last night?"
"Ahem..." Sun Xian's happy mood was suddenly interrupted and he became at a loss.
He lowered his head and said nothing, like a child admitting his mistake.
Seeing him like this, Han Du couldn't bear to scold him anymore and sighed: "Forget it, I won't do it next time."
"Thank you, sir." Sun Xian's expression suddenly changed 180 degrees, and he bowed and saluted with a smile.
"Stop smiling so playfully!" Han Du scolded with veins pulsing on his forehead: "Next time you dare to stay up late, I'll break your legs!"
"I don't dare, I don't dare..." Sun Xian didn't dare to take his husband's words seriously.
If Mr. Xiang is determined to deal with him, I am afraid no one in the entire Ming Dynasty can save him. And even if the husband doesn't really break his legs, there is still no problem in making him suffer a little.
Seeing that his husband had finally calmed down, Sun Xian immediately showed his results: "Sir, please see, the student has made the clock you want."
Seeing that he had no merit but hard work, he should let himself go.
Sure enough, Han Du's attention was instantly attracted to the clock in Sun Xian's hand.
The brass shell is about the size of a palm and is connected to a brass chain.
"In order to make it easier to carry, the student took it upon himself to get a chain and put it on. Sir, let's see if it fits..." Sun Xian nodded and explained.
Han Du looked over it over and over again, and said with a faint smile: "It's suitable, why isn't it suitable?"
As he spoke, he skillfully held the chain in his hand, played with it for a few seconds, and then
Wear the chain around your neck. Later, Han Du saw the clock pinned to his waist, put the clock into his coat, and hung the chain outside...
Showcase various ways to wear it.
"How? Which method do you think is suitable?"
Sun Xian was stunned. He didn't expect that a small clock could play so many tricks. The key is that as soon as he put this little thing on, he really felt that his gentleman's temperament had undergone a huge change, which was completely different from before.
"It fits, it all fits!" Sun Xian praised repeatedly, his eyes shining as he said, "To be honest, sir, the students want to go back and make one right away to wear."
Han Du nodded with satisfaction, as long as it's appropriate. As long as this thing is attractive enough, there is no need to worry about it not being able to sell well.
He casually threw the clock to Sun Xian and said with a smile, "If you like it, just put it on."
Sun Xian subconsciously caught the clock, then realized what he was doing and immediately returned the clock to his husband.
"No, no, no, sir, if you like it, it's better if you wear it. The students can make one when they get home, and there is no need to worry about it for a while."
Han Du stretched out his hand to block it, pushed his hand back, and said with a smile: "Although this thing is good, it is not perfect yet."
Sun Xian was stunned for a moment, and he didn't want to shirk anymore. He asked nervously: "Is there any problem there?"
From Sun Xian's own heart, he felt that this thing was already perfect. It is so small and easy to carry, and it can also improve one's temperament. The time is also very accurate and is no worse than a large clock.
Han Du didn't answer immediately. He opened the cover of the watch and took a look. The second hand was moving clearly under a piece of transparent glass.
He closed the lid casually and made a "dang" sound.
The sound is soft.
He tapped his finger on the brass shell and said with a smile: "This shell is not good. It should not be made of brass. It should be replaced with gold."
"Use gold to make the shell?" Sun Xian was shocked, paused for a moment and frowned: "If gold is used, the cost will be too high."
It's not that Sun Xian couldn't use gold to make a shell, but he felt that it was just a shell, and anything he could use would be the same. The price of brass was much cheaper than gold.
"What are you afraid of because the cost is high?" Han Du said loudly, "The higher the cost, the more expensive we will sell it. Will we still lose money?"
in machinery
Sun Xian was created to be a master, and could even be said to be the first person in the Ming Dynasty. But he didn't know anything about business methods. Even though there were many living examples in the machinery workshop, he still didn't have this awareness when he encountered them.
"Sir, didn't you say you want to sell this to thousands of households? If we price it too high, not many people can afford it, right?" Sun Xian was a little worried.
Han Du sneered and asked, "When did I say I would sell this clock to thousands of households?"
"Ah? Sir, you were obviously..." Sun Xian never expected that his husband would be so careless. He obviously said what he said before making the clock, but now he doesn't admit it?
Han Du waved his hand, signaling him to calm down. Seeing Sun Xianyou's unconvinced look, he chuckled and said, "What I said before was to sell clocks to thousands of households. It's the clock, the one hanging on the wall!"
Sun Xian was confused. He thought his husband was talking about the same thing, but he didn't expect that his husband would talk about clocks and clocks separately.
"Besides, even the clock doesn't
Probably sold cheaply. Han Du said earnestly, "Because this thing is not something ordinary people can afford. What we need to target are those customers who are well-off."
Even though the clock is so big, its cost is very low. To put it bluntly, it is just a pile of copper and iron parts.
"Sir, what do you mean by this?" Sun Xian still didn't understand, why should he have a wealthy customer?
Han Du told him straightforwardly: "Let's put it this way, people with a wealth of more than 1,000 guan and less than 10,000 guan are the main customers of our clocks."
Seeing that Sun Xian was still blinded, Han Du simply gave an example and said: "Take yourself as an example, if you were asked to spend a hundred dollars to buy a clock, would you buy it?"
"No!" Sun Xian firmly shook his head and refused, and retorted loudly: "Sir, the cost of one of our clocks is less than a pound, and you want to sell it for a hundred dollars? What are you doing, robbing money?"
"Students would rather make one themselves than spend so much money to buy it!" Sun Xian shook his head helplessly, trying to persuade the teacher: "In the student's opinion, let's sell it cheaper. It's not so expensive. Someone will buy it."
Even though he was rebuffed by Sun Xian, Han Du was not angry. Instead, he said very patiently: "If I sell it like this, I won't open this mechanical workshop. Let's close it as soon as possible."
"What's more, it's not you who has the final say whether you will buy it or not. It's mine."
Han Du is very confident about this. Whether people are poor or rich, they will pursue everything they think is good, including life experience.
Just write a little composition yourself
Let storytellers spread the word and equate clocks with their quality of life. As long as they have a clock at home, they can be superior to others, their status will be more dazzling than others, and their class will be higher than others.
As long as they put these things into their minds, they won't have to worry about not selling the clocks.
Moreover, Handu has succeeded in this regard several times. Once again, it was completely familiar and there were no obstacles at all.
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