Three days later.
Wei Shuyu held a wooden stick in his hand and kept rubbing it. The surface of the stick was smooth and flat, giving it a great feel.
Uh-huh.
With a fierce swing from Wei Shuyu, the stick unfolded, revealing its snow-white side.
"Big pot, isn't this a fan?" Cui Shenji stared.
"Folding fan!"
Wei Shuyu smiled.
It was almost impossible to see anyone using folding fans in the Tang Dynasty because paper was too expensive.
Readers can’t think of it.
Craftsmen dare not try.
The most important thing is that without a famous person taking the lead, this object will not become popular!
In the Tang Dynasty, most literati used feather fans, while women used wan fans.
"Are you going to sell this?"
Cui Shenji looked at the fan in front of him, took one casually, and unfolded it.
Not to mention, aside from Cui Shenji's stubborn behavior, at least he is a handsome young man in appearance.
"right."
"How much will it sell for?"
Wei Shuyu showed a meaningful smile: "As for the price... the starting price is 100 yuan, there is no upper limit!"
"So expensive?"
Several people looked at each other in shock.
"Let's go!"
Wei Shuyu put away the folding fan.
"Where to go?"
"Imperial Imperial College!"
Huohuo... something is going on.
Qin Shandao is gearing up!
He ordered someone to drag the folding fan onto the carriage, and the group left in a grand manner.
During this period, many merchants had gathered in Hu County, and everyone would wave their hands when they saw Wei Shuyu.
Wei Shuyu simply nodded as a return gift.
Businessmen gathered together, and it was logical that Wei Shuyu would stand up and speak.
But the time has not come.
He lacks a product of his own!
Merchants make huge profits...
If you can't bring benefits to the merchants, you won't be able to convince them.
Just relying on the policies promulgated by the imperial court is not enough!
Ancient times were different from modern times. Businessmen in ancient times basically made money from one place to another.
Charge low, sell high, and earn the difference.
This is why businessmen are hated.
If you want to turn Hu County into a business county, you must have an iconic item!
The easiest way to convince businessmen is to bring them benefits and make them inseparable from you.
Folding fan.
It's Wei Shuyu's big killer!
Imperial College!
Wei Shuyu led people to block the gate.
The doorman shivered in fear when he saw these demon kings coming back.
He had tasted the imperial sack several times.
"Xiao Shandao, summon the Imperial Academy army!"
Inside the Imperial College.
The friends listened carefully to the lectures.
To some extent, my friends are quite afraid of teaching.
Because teaching can take advantage of them.
Not everyone is Wei Shuyu, and not everyone has a background as tough as Choi Shinji.
Some friends are just concubines or relatives.
"Brothers, eldest brother is here, let's gather at the gate of the Imperial College!"
Just when the teacher was reciting a poem, Qin Shandao's voice sounded.
boom.
The friends ran out of the house all at once.
The teacher looked at the books in his hands, looked at the empty classroom, looked at the door...
A friend's boots ran away and he was turning back to pick them up.
The moment their eyes intertwined...
"Wow...brother, teach me how to bully me."
The little friend picked up his boots and ran.
"..."
Teaching is full of black lines.
I bullied you, you bullied me, you bullied me, okay?
When teaching, students run out.
What is the reputation of this teaching?
But Wei Shuyu is here, I...I...I can bear it!
I thought Wei Shuyu was already very good at defeating Chen Fu, but now he is defeating all the ministers...
How many mouths do you have that can outshine Wei Shuyu?
"Brother."
"God base."
"Legacy."
The friends gathered around Sanguo and were extremely excited.
Mainly because I don’t need to study anymore, which makes me happier.
"Ado."
The few people chatted for a while, and Wei Shuyu began to speak: "The ice business will not make money for long, and now I have found another job for everyone to make money."
"Are you interested in this paper fan business?"
Guys, don't you have any opinions?
Everyone shouted in agreement.
They don't need to take care of Bingge's affairs, and they will get dividends at the end of every month.
At the end of last month, in just a few days, everyone got dozens of guan. It wasn’t much money, but I was happy.
They earned it themselves.
"Since everyone agrees, then I will distribute it to everyone according to the proportion..."
"Next, for our plan to make a fortune..."
Wei Shuyu glanced at everyone with a smile: "Everyone will take ten folding fans."
The friends started to grab it.
After a while, they held each other in their arms, waiting for Wei Shuyu's next order.
“Sell the folding fans to the students of the Imperial College for 100 yuan!”
With the order, the friends rushed into the Imperial Academy.
The doorman shivered when he saw it.
There is no one who can bring businessmen to the Imperial College.
After the friends poured into the Imperial College, they began to show their power.
Catch those tribute students and supervisors and give them a hard sell.
Not buying?
I wasted so much saliva, you said you don’t buy it?
I'll beat your head to pieces!
Resist?
"Brothers need support!"
Uh-huh.
The friends immediately surrounded the man.
Forced buying and selling are nothing more than that.
Unless you meet someone who is extremely poor, any student from a well-off family will not buy it!
If you don’t buy it, the door will block you after school.
If you don’t buy it, let my family fuck you...
My father, my uncle, my grandfather, my maternal grandfather, my uncle... are high officials in the imperial court.
Just asking you if you want to buy it!
A certain attic in the Imperial College...
Since becoming the Imperial Academy's liberator, Kong Yingda no longer needs to do everything by himself, and can cultivate his sentiments by writing and painting in his free time.
This matter was painting a picture of a tiger descending from the mountain. When it was about to come to an end, a teacher hurried in...
"Kong Jijiu, something serious has happened..."
Wow.
The hand shook and the painting became crooked.
Damn it.
Kong Yingda smashed the brush on the table, just as his masterpiece was about to be published, it was ruined...
"What's up?"
Kong Yingda yelled angrily: "If nothing big happens, you can clean the latrine tomorrow!"
Well……
The teacher shuddered and quickly recovered: "Kong Jijiu, Wei Shuyu is back."
"Come back as soon as you come back. Can he still make a difference?"
Kong Yingda became even more angry.
Isn't it just a supervisory censor who has returned to the Imperial Academy? There's nothing to make a fuss about.
"He came to the Imperial Academy to sell folding fans, and he bought and sold them by force!"
The teacher realized something was wrong and spoke faster and faster: "Many students have been poisoned by him. A broken fan can be sold for a hundred coins!"
"What?"
Kong Yingda was shocked.
If you dare to do business on my territory, Wei Zheng can't protect you!
"Walk!"
The gate of the Imperial College.
The friends are gathering together to share their achievements.
He said how much he sold, how much someone refused to buy, and how hard he beat him.
Qin Shandao is even more outstanding.
That head is raised higher than anyone else's!
Just now, he sold thirty pieces by himself.
Just talking about this record, who else?
"Wei Shuyu!"
Kong Yingda held up his trousers and robe and walked quickly.
Behind him, there were several middle-aged Confucian scholars.
"Uncle Kong."
Wei Shuyu walked up to everyone and saluted Kong Yingda.
"The Imperial College is a place for studying."
"It is the most sacred place in the entire Tang Dynasty."
"I heard that you forced to sell folding fans. Such a lawless act, you..."
"Does your father know?"
Kong Yingda blew his beard and glared, angrily...
Taking a closer look at the past, he has been sprayed twice by Wei Shuyu.
One time for Chen Fu and one time for the court.
After much deliberation, reporting Wei Zheng's name was the safest option.
"Uncle Kong, calm down."
Wei Shuyu smiled: "Shuyu is not here to do business, but to donate supplies."
"Someone's coming."
Wei Shuyu said to the soldiers at the rear: "Bring up the five hundred folding fans we have prepared."
Turning his head, Wei Shuyu looked at Kong Yingda, the smile on his face became stronger...
"Uncle Kong, Shu Yu came from the Imperial College, so he will naturally not forget the goodness of the Imperial College."
"Nowadays I am quite successful."
"I came here to thank the Imperial College for the cultivation."
"These five hundred folding fans are Shu Yu's heartfelt gift, specially donated to the Imperial College..."
