He Lin saw that Xi Zhihui was still feeling uncomfortable, so he could only take out a square piece of soap:
"Madam, what do you think this is?"
"Soap?" Xi Zhihui raised her eyebrows, "This piece of soap looks much better than the previous one!"
He Lin laughed and said: "My wife is discerning. Don't worry, our family has saved a lot of money before, which is enough for us to live a good life. When we launch the soap, do you think we won't be able to make any money?" money?"
Xi Zhihui's dark face became brighter, and her red lips were pulled into a curved shape:
"Sure enough, my husband has a solution. Where is the briquette?"
He Lin waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Leave it to Xi Qiang to take care of it, and give him the money you earn."
Although it is only 10%, it is extremely impressive.
Xi Zhihui was even more excited and actually took the initiative to slap He Lin on the face:
"Ms. sir, I knew you were the best."
...
Qian's briquettes.
This is a newly opened store of Qianjia in Yongkang County, with briquettes placed inside.
Qian Duofu, the head of the Qian family, stood at the door, looking at the bustling crowd in front of the door with joy.
The butler on the side was also smiling:
"Master, you are really good. In just seven days, you found a way to lay golden eggs. If our momentum continues, we will make at least a dozen taels of silver today."
In the Great Chu Empire, an ordinary farmer could not earn even three or four taels of silver a year.
Earning more than ten taels of silver a day is already a huge profit among huge profits.
The Qian family's grain business has a daily turnover of only two to three taels of silver.
I don’t know how much money the briquette project will bring to the Qian family.
Qian Duofu laughed so hard that his body trembled, and he stood in the background and said softly:
"We also want to thank He Lin, that spearhead boy, for finding such a profitable business."
The housekeeper was the most flattering to the master of the family, and he quickly complimented:
"What you are saying, can that boy He Lin compare with you? Thanks to him for whatever he did, it was only because of my wisdom that I was able to discover the business opportunities."
Qian Duofu smiled so hard that his eyes closed together, and the fat head on his face trembled slightly:
"Of course. When our Qian family was doing business, that little boy named He Lin wasn't born yet."
"If you hadn't discovered that briquettes only require a mixture of loess and loose coal, we wouldn't be able to start this business at home." The butler's flattery became louder, "This is all your fault."
Qian Duofu finally couldn't help it and snorted like a domestic pig:
"That's right, that's right..."
While the smiles were still on their faces, they heard a commotion outside the house.
Qian Duofu pulled away the white cloth that blocked his view and looked at the store.
In the store, many people were making noises, and some voices came from the crowd, which made Qian Duofu's expression change several times in a row.
"Everyone, go to Lin's briquette store. Their briquettes are greatly reduced in price. You can buy them for five cents."
Lin's Briquette Shop was named by He Lin on purpose.
He knew very well what it meant to have a big tree attracting the wind.
This name is very confusing.
People who don't know it might think it's a shop opened by a person named Lin.
This sentence directly ignited the passion of customers buying briquettes in the store.
"Five cents?"
"The Lin family's briquettes are crazy. Is this true?"
"It doesn't matter if it's true or not, let's go take a look first."
"Let's go and join in the fun."
"..."
The shopkeeper looked at the customers escaping quickly, his expression extremely ugly.
He wanted to catch the customers, but those customers were as slippery as loaches and slipped away from the shop.
When there were only a few people left in the store, Qian Duofu walked out from behind.
His face was unusually gloomy.
The butler saw this and said cleverly: "Master, let me go and take a look?"
"Yeah." Qian Duofu just nodded and said simply, unwilling to say another word.
The housekeeper trotted to the Lin family's briquette shop. The intersection, which was equivalent to the Eighth Street in later generations, was blocked with water.
The housekeeper finally squeezed in and saw the words in huge, exaggerated red letters at the door of Lin's Briquette Shop:
"The price of honeycomb briquettes has been greatly reduced, down to one yuan and five cents!!!"
The housekeeper looked behind the five cents and exaggeratedly noticed that there were three of them.
He only felt this mysterious symbol, like three mallets, knocking on his forehead.
People around are buying briquettes like crazy.
These are people who have learned about briquettes before, but have no money to buy them.
Now that briquettes have reached a price range they can afford, they naturally want to see what the briquettes that are so popular in Yongkang County are really about.
So this time, the huge price reduction activity directly ignited the entire Yongkang County.
Soon, Xi Qiang stood up and said loudly:
"Everyone has a purchase limit of ten yuan. If you want more, come back tomorrow."
Listening to Xi Qiang's words, the housekeeper's face turned black and his teeth itched with hatred.
He returned to his shop dejectedly.
I happened to meet a customer and said with an ugly face:
"Can we return these briquettes?"
Qian Duofu's face turned the color of pig liver, and he roared: "Refund? Trading is the top business, how can there be any reason to return the goods?"
The guests knew the Qian family's status in Yongkang County, and many grain stores were controlled by the Qian family.
Seeing Qian Duofu's domineering appearance, he could only consider himself unlucky and run away in despair.
The housekeeper walked to Qian Duofu's side and said without tears:
"Sir, that guy He Lin is really cruel. He directly lowered the price of briquettes to five cents. What should we do now?"
Qian Duofu gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the counter:
"What else can we do? We can only lower the price like them."
Suddenly an idea flashed in the butler's mind, and he said as if he had discovered a new world:
"Master, how about we buy all the briquettes from that guy He Lin? Anyway, one piece only costs five cents. If we sell it for twenty cents, how come we all make a profit?"
Qian Duofu raised his eyelids slightly, as if he was a little moved, but then he slapped the butler on the head:
"Are you a fool? This is how you do business. What if He Lin keeps producing five cents of briquettes? Should I sell you to buy his briquettes?"
The butler's expression was stern, he touched his head and said nothing.
Qian Duofu clenched his fists, feeling extremely angry in his heart.
"Hey He Lin, we could have made money in this kind of profit-making business without trespassing. Now you are actively lowering the price and deliberately engaging in the yellow briquette briquette business."
"He Lin, you are so cruel. In this case, don't blame me for disgusting you."
Qian Duofu's eyes were extremely gloomy, and his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip with water.
The housekeeper raised his head and asked in confusion: "Master, what do you want to do?"
