In front of the bluestone, an old man was holding spicy beef jerky, with an unstoppable thirst for knowledge in his eyes.
The tall, handsome, and dashing man in front of him was holding a long piece of beef jerky with one hand behind his back and talking eloquently.
"Don't understand? I'll teach you!"
"The so-called brand value is the extra value artificially added to a product on top of its inherent value."
"Still don't understand?"
Seeing the old man's confused look, Luo Chen sighed and pointed at the casual cultivator market with the beef jerky in his hand.
"In this market, there must be at least three companies selling low-level talismans for a long time!"
"Yeah, well, Lu Heng, Mao Wuyao, and I have been selling talismans for a long time." Chen Laodao said quickly when he saw that he could interrupt.
"Then what do you think of them? What do you think of yourself?"
Chen Laodao smiled disdainfully, "Young man Lu Heng, your skills are not good enough. The talisman skins are all purchased from me, so they are not worth mentioning!"
"Where's Master Mao?"
"Having become a monk in the middle of the journey, his skills are as good as mine, but he is ninety-three years old and is nothing more than a withered bone in a grave!"
"What about you, Fellow Daoist Chen?"
Chen Laodao stroked his gray beard and said confidently: "I entered the Shen Fu Pavilion as a handyman when I was twenty years old. I learned the craft of making fu skins in five years, and I entered the Fu Dao in the early fifteenth year. Since I put up the sign, I have set up a stall here for twenty-five years. Years old, young and strong, with superb skills. If you go to the market and want to buy talismans and seals, you must come to me first!"
Bang bang bang!
Luo Chen clapped his hands and smiled happily.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, that's right. Your talisman seals already have basic brand value, which is based on your experience as a handyman in the Shenfu Pavilion, your reputation as a stall owner for twenty-five years, and the stable quality of your talisman seal scripts. Finally, Blended together.”
Chen Laodao was quite proud, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.
"But in the past few decades, the value of my talismans and seals cannot be sold at a high price?"
"It is true that the high prices are low, but compared with others, are your prices generally higher?"
"It seems to be the same, but it's not as good as the Shenfu Pavilion. Those customers who want to buy a lot of talismans still like to go to the Shenfu Pavilion."
Luo Chen rolled his eyes, "Behind the Shenfu Pavilion is the Sixth Region of the Far East, endorsed by the Shenfu Sect, one of the six great sects, and the brand value is given by Master Jindan, Master Yuanying, you and them Compare?"
"That's right." At this time, Chen Laodao became self-aware again.
"So, even if the brand value of your stall is over, it won't be very big. In this case, you need to find another way out!"
"for example?"
"Give your individual products brand value."
"Be more detailed!"
"Give him the whole story!"
Chen Xiuping was stunned, "Zhongmiaowan? Yun Zhonghe? Master Yunhe of Hehuan Sect?"
"Children can be taught!"
Hard!
Hard!
The fist is hard again!
After overcoming the challenge, Chen Laodao fell into a sage state with a clear mind.
"You mean, I need to tell my talisman a story like you do?"
"Um."
"It's that simple?"
"It's that simple!"
"Then you've been talking so much, and there's nothing!"
"That's not saying enough. I'm sorry for your fifty spiritual stone loan!"
call! suck!
Taking a deep breath, Chen Laodao decided not to be angry. He was already sixty-five and had to take care of himself.
"But how to tell this story?"
Luo Chen looked at his stall. He knew all the types of talismans and seals that Chen Laodao had.
There are six types in total, the lowest level Cleansing Talisman and Wind Control Talisman, the middle level Fireball Talisman, Earth Thorn Talisman, Earth Wall Talisman and Qi Condensing Talisman.
The most popular ones are the fireball talisman and the earth thorn talisman, but the unit price is very low, one and a half spiritual stones per piece.
The most expensive ones are the earth wall talisman and the Qi gathering talisman.
The former starts with two spiritual stones, while the latter starts with three spiritual stones. When the market is tight, it can be sold for five or six spiritual stones or even higher.
Talisman seals are very popular among low-level monks.
It is slightly less powerful than a spell, but it is released quickly and consumes very little spiritual power.
Especially those related to defense and life-saving, they are very popular.
Pointing to the Qi Condensing Talisman, Luo Chen's mind turned around and combined with the "Six Domains Customs Record" he had read before, he came up with a story outline for him.
But Chen Laodao had to add the specific details himself. He had more knowledge than Luo Chen.
Moreover, Luo Chen gave him a suggestion: Tell stories to new customers, while old customers should stick with their past.
However, the Qi Condensing Talisman also needs to be re-decorated. It should no longer be so gray. Without affecting its use, two gold edges should be painted on it.
In this way, even if old customers don't tell stories, they can still try to raise prices.
After giving the instructions, Luo Chen couldn't bear it any longer.
Like a gust of wind, he rushed into the casual cultivator market with a huge sum of money.
purchase! purchase! Crazy shopping!
...
The night has fallen deep, and the moonlight shines brightly on the ground.
A young man walked quickly on the road carrying two huge snakeskin bags.
The bag is made of real snakeskin, tough and can be stuffed!
Going to the market today was delayed for a long time because I had to sell Zhongmiao Pills and I was talking to Chen Laodao.
After finishing shopping in the evening, time has come to this point.
Walking on the sun-dried loess road, Luo Chen breathed a little heavily.
Although his feet were fast, his eyes were constantly scanning, paying special attention to the shadows between the wooden houses.
Fighting is strictly prohibited in Dahefang City, but only in the inner city.
They don't care about these casual cultivators in the outer city.
The spiritual stones collected every month are only for the big shots in the inner city to take action when the monsters rush in.
Therefore, strongmen often appear in the outer city to block roads, rob, kill and seize treasures.
It's fine during the day, but at night, these things happen one after another.
All I can say is that Dahefang City has its own national conditions.
Luo Chen doesn't have a single spiritual stone on his body now, and all his wealth is in the two big snakeskin bags on his back.
But to put it bluntly, it's only worth a hundred spiritual stones.
And it's scattered, so it's very troublesome to sell it.
But it's one thing to think it yourself. It's another thing whether someone is interested in making money.
"Damn it, if you have a spiritual stone in the future, you must move to the inner city!"
Luo Chen cursed secretly and walked on the dirt road in fear.
Maybe it was because of the bright moonlight tonight, or maybe it was because he was dressed in rags, even the two snakeskin bags on his back were so ugly.
Anyway, Luo Chen returned home safely.
Sometimes, when a person is humble enough, even the robbers will look down upon him.
Luo Chen didn't feel bitter at all. He took a breath and put the various materials in the bag on the shelves in categories.
One hundred spiritual stones were purchased, and nineteen portions of the raw materials for Zhongmiao Pill were purchased, and ninety-five pieces were melted.
There were five spiritual stones left, and three of them bought some materials for Bigu Pill. According to his success rate, he could refine at least thirty bottles of Bigu Pill. If you sell it, five bottles for one dollar, you can earn six spiritual stones, and the net profit is almost half, three yuan.
For the other two dollars, one bought ten kilograms of spiritual rice, and the other went to the city lord's mansion to pay two months' rent.
Well, the monthly rent for his outermost house is half a spirit stone, so he pays it every two months.
After pouring the spiritual rice into the rice vat, Luo Chen slumped down on the wooden bench in the living room, grinning as he smelled the smell of medicinal herbs in the room.
Although I was tired, I was in a good mood.
Tomorrow, we can start expanding production!
