The one-eyed boy almost finished speaking.
From the west end of the street, there were sounds of footsteps.
The one-eyed boy who served as a scout in the army couldn't help but tighten his grip on the broom in his hand. He raised his ears and knew just by listening that there were at least a thousand people coming.
"What happened?"
The one-eyed boy hurriedly stood at the door. If anything went wrong, he could close the shop door immediately.
"It seems like there's a perfume shop over there."
"Look! When was the plaque hung here?"
The one-eyed boy breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the people who came were all dressed in long robes with their hair tied up, and were dressed in the same way as the students who came to seek advice from the young master a few days ago.
But when he discovered that the ground began to tremble with the sound of subsequent footsteps, he walked into the shop without saying a word and bolted the door from the inside.
"Li Tie! Zhang Zhu! Stop guarding those perfumes! Come here quickly!"
After the one-eyed boy shouted, he was so nervous that he swallowed hard, and the broom in his hand was sweating.
When he was guarding the border city, he faced thousands of enemies. He never expected that he would encounter such a scene after returning to his hometown of Jinling.
Although the students outside are not as vicious as the enemies trying to break through the border.
But looking at their aggressive and scrambling attitude, it was truly terrifying.
"I don't know if they are going to the bookstore at the end of the street or the pen and ink shop on the street next door... They are not here to see the young master, are they?"
If they really came to see the young master, how should he deal with it?
Hit someone?
He could hit ten, but if he injured someone, he would go to jail. If he was injured, he could only rely on the young master to make wine in the hot weather... The one-eyed boy suddenly felt that guarding a shop was no easier than guarding a city gate at the border.
"Is there anyone? Why isn't the door open here?"
"You see smoke coming from the backyard. There must be someone inside. Shoot the door quickly!"
"Slap on the door? Didn't you see Shixian's original signature hanging on it? This wooden door looks like it's been in disrepair. If the plaque is knocked off, I can't afford to pay for it."
There are more and more people outside the door.
The one-eyed boy glanced through the crack in the door, feeling a little dizzy.
Not only those people I saw on the street just now were crowded at the door, but there were also some new arrivals.
Fortunately, they didn't barge in directly, but what he didn't understand was that some students started to tear off their clothes, picked up their brushes and lay on the wall to write something.
Very weird.
"What are these people here for? Li Tie, run fast. Go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to find the young master."
Facing such a group of people, the one-eyed boy couldn't decide whether to beat or be beaten. He had to ask the young master to come up with an idea.
Li Tie also wanted to go through the back door, but when he arrived at the back door, he saw that people were also surrounding him outside. He could only step on the wall and get into the room. He just scared away Da Ju who was sleeping on his stomach in the shade of the roof. There was no time to jump down.
He saw Ning Wuyan sitting outside the carriage approaching not far away, and shouted happily towards the front yard: "Brother Tong, the young master is back!"
Damn it!
The one-eyed boy wanted to run into the room like a cat and cover Li Tie's mouth.
This group of students are probably here for the Young Master. Now that the Young Master's position is exposed, won't the Young Master be in trouble?
The one-eyed boy, who was thinking about Ning's safety, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He walked around the door for a long time before he realized it.
The students outside the door remained motionless after hearing Li Tie's words. It was obvious that they were not here for the young master.
"What are they... doing?"
The students stood outside the door and started writing and drawing without fighting or making trouble.
It doesn't look like he's here to cause trouble, nor does he look like he's here just for trouble.
Strange.
Just when the one-eyed boy was puzzled, a familiar scent of fragrance drifted in from outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, a passage opened among the crowd. Ning Wuyang walked along the passage to the door and patted the door gently: "Brother Tong, open the door."
"People outside are here to buy perfume. We are open to welcome you."
ah? !
The one-eyed boy was stunned, but he opened the door without any hesitation.
Ning Wuyan turned around, facing the students who came to buy and the wealthy ladies on the carriage behind, and announced loudly: "The secret fragrance shop currently only has 200 bottles of perfume left in stock."
"Huh? So few?"
"Give me the copybook in front, I want to buy perfume for my little sister!"
"What does your little sister have to do with me? I have to stay here to grab a bottle for my fiancée!"
When they heard that there were only 200 bottles in stock, the crowd suddenly became crowded.
Things are rare and expensive, and hard currency is everywhere.
But they had a tacit understanding, and no one squeezed within two steps of Ning Wuhuang, in order to avoid squeezing Ning Wuhuang's wonderful hands that could write handwriting.
Ning Wuyan let the group of young students crowd around for a while. He didn't stop until they were really anxious and could become the gossip of the whole city after dinner.
"Don't worry, everyone. Although there are only 200 bottles in stock, I can expedite the production of 2,000 bottles for you and complete the production within seven days."
"Everyone can pre-order in advance, and if you have less than ten bottles, you can pick it up at your door. If you have more than ten bottles, we guarantee door-to-door delivery within Jinling City!"
"The quality of all pre-ordered perfumes in our store is guaranteed. If you sign a contract with us if you buy a perfume, you will be compensated ten for it. If you are dissatisfied, you can sue the authorities!"
In the past, Ning Wuchang would have said these words, even if he had posted the contract on the wall.
Those who come to buy are still relatives or relatives initiated by relatives, which is a favor business.
But now.
With the publicity of Shen Youchu and others, there was personal delivery and inspection on the fourth floor of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
Ning Wuhao's words are the golden rule, and no one will doubt it.
After all, compared to fifty-two bottles of perfume, the three words "Ning Shixian" are more valuable.
In everyone's eyes, there was no need for Ning Wuhuang to waste his reputation and integrity as a poetry immortal just to make money.
"What kind of fragrance can there be in two hundred bottles of perfume?"
"Do you still have Juxiang? Give me ten bottles!"
"Didn't your aunt marry into the Ye Mansion? The young master of the Ye Mansion got 200 bottles of perfume. Why don't you just go and get a few bottles? Why are you here to rob us?"
"You don't care about me! Doesn't the one you snatched taste better?"
Crowds of people rushed towards the gate.
Under the coordination of Ning Wuhuang.
There were two long queues at the gate.
The remaining 200 bottles of perfume were in demand. After getting the perfume, they happily dabbed a few drops on themselves, attracting envious glances from their classmates or best friends who had not been able to grab the perfume in stock.
Those who don’t have it in stock are also using the magic power of the Eight Immortals to cross the sea for the remaining 2,000 bottles of pre-order quota, just to buy a bottle of perfume that suits their needs.
"Don't be anxious, everyone!"
"After the second batch of perfume is produced, there will be a third and fourth batch in the future, one by one, everyone has a share!"
It is said that everyone has a share.
But there are so many wealthy people in Jinling.
Nearly a million people came to grab the pre-order spots for 2,000 bottles of perfume, and demand definitely exceeded supply.
In less than half an hour, the contract documents that had been prepared in the shop were all gone.
The remaining people didn't value the contract, but Ning Wuhuang still wrote them a receipt as proof.
Two hours later.
The pre-order quota for 2,000 bottles is also gone.
The people queuing up behind, not wanting to lag behind, turned their attention to the speculators who had bought the spot goods.
Naturally, they would not resell it on the spot in front of Ning Wuyan.
But secretly, the price of a bottle of ready-made perfume increased by at least twenty taels of silver when it was sold out of the perfume shop.
When the bustling scene in the perfume shop reached the ears of the Ye family, Ye Changlong and Ye Tongsuan saw Zhou An kicking the white porcelain bottles all over the floor and shouted anxiously for their slaves to fill them.
It's a pity that not a drop of the perfume is left after evaporating for half a day.
"Silver! My twenty thousand taels of silver!" Ye Changlong was heartbroken and placed the blame on Ning Wuhuang's head.
Fu Yali.
Jiang Yan listened to Xu Jidao excitedly talking about what happened in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion today, and with the help of wine, he tasted the drinking poem and laughed heartily: "You are worthy of Ning Shixian who can write "Broken Array", How can you let others bully you? This poem has reached the ears of today, which is enough to make the bully Mr. An Xiaohou drink a pot!"
"How can one pot be enough?" Xu Jidao's expression was not as elegant as usual, and his eyes were uncertain.
A few days ago, Jin sent a letter asking him to recommend two Hanlin bachelors so that he could choose the Xianma officer who would accompany and supervise the prince in the future.
