Wang... Wangzi steamed buns!
Song Che opened his eyes suddenly, feeling a splitting headache and the world spinning.
It took a while to calm down. The moonlight outside the window was quiet, and the beauty beside the pillow fell asleep soundly.
He gently opened the quilt and took a look down, revealing his breasts!
My mind is buzzing! Damn it, you had sex after drinking, you really ate Wangzi steamed buns!
He hurriedly sat up from the bed and kept mumbling: "Yu Ting, I have to find Yu Ting quickly..."
The quality of the drink is poor, and if it really hits the target, the baby it creates will not be smart!
"Are you having a nightmare?" Shen Wenjun, who was woken up, had doubts in his eyes.
Song Che stared at the person beside his pillow for a long time before hesitating: "Madam, I...you...are you...from the outside, or from the inside?"
He subconsciously patted his head again. He was so drunk that he passed out. How could he cancel it at the critical moment?
"I've advised you not to be greedy, but you insist on drinking, and you can't even hold your tongue straight." Shen Wenjun shook his head, got out of bed, poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "Next time you drink, do your best, and vomit all over your body. Yes, it’s so dirty…”
It turns out I took them off because my clothes were dirty...
Song Che smiled bitterly to himself, took the tea, moistened his throat, and lay back peacefully. He was not sleepy at all: "By the way, ma'am, how are you guys doing with their work?"
Shen Wenjun said: "As you expected, the mulberry trees in the countryside are all willing to sell for cash. A few of the field workers came back with full loads today and brought back many futures orders. We should not have to worry about silk in the future;"
She tilted her head curiously again: "Oh, by the way, why did you ask Qin Ruo to order thirty pallets?"
Song Che rested his head on his head: "Let's set up a street stall."
"Street stalls?" Shen Wenjun raised an eyebrow, "Usually only cheap coarse cloths are sold at stalls. If silk and satin is brought to the market, will the price drop?"
Song Che said: "This is a prejudice. As long as the goods are good, what's wrong with setting up stalls? Street stalls don't require rent, are widely distributed, and have high liquidity. As long as the location is good, the sales may be better than those in stores."
"Okay, anyway, Mr. Song will take care of everything. I'm just a boy working for you."
"No, no, no, no, you are the boss's wife, you have to be the main hall."
"Uh-huh... I am very pleased with this and have decided to give you an extra ten taels of pocket money every month from now on."
"Get rich."
"In my opinion..." Shen Wenjun raised his head and stretched Song Che's chest, his big eyes shining: "Now we have thirteen franchise stores, each store supplies and sells one hundred pieces of cloth every day, not counting its own sales, the daily output of cloth It has to be in the thousands. With the manpower of our weaving workshop, no matter how fast our hands and feet are, we can only produce two hundred pieces of cloth a day. The difference is too far... If we open a large weaving workshop, husband, what do you think?"
Song Che blinked: "There are so many refugees outside the city, you can open a hundred homes."
"Hey, it's not good for you to say that, it makes us seem like we are trying to enrich the country."
"Using the value of the refugees, helping them fill their bellies, and creating jobs for them. This is clearly 'industry saving the country,' okay?"
Song Che added: "Those who look forward to the defeat of their country so that they can pay tribute to Dijon and profit from it are the real profiteers who are struggling to make money for the country."
"Hearing what Mr. Song said, I feel like a great man again."
"Isn't that right? One day, the name of our Shen's Trading Company will be famous all over the world and be famous all over the world!"
…
The next few days.
Shen Wenjun was in charge of opening a new workshop, while Song Che visited locations in Suzhou and marked the places with huge crowds of people on the map so that he could choose locations to set up stalls in the future.
The owners and shopkeepers of the franchise stores were invited to gather together, and Qin Ruo served as a training teacher to teach them how to operate the store.
The price of cloth, which had been plunging for more than half a month, finally rose back up and was even higher than the original market price.
Yunshuifang has gradually resumed its previous passenger flow.
After several days of market research, Song Che also gained a deeper understanding of Suzhou City——
Regardless of the countless refugees outside the city, the income of residents in the city is indeed not low. According to statistics from the Ministry of Household Affairs, the per capita monthly income in major cities in the south of the Yangtze River is more than 20 taels. The richest city in the south of the Yangtze River, "Jinling", has as high as thirty taels.
A bucket of rice costs 50 cents, a pound of pork costs 200 cents, and a bolt of satin costs 600 cents. With the monthly salary of urban residents, they can fully satisfy their needs and even have enough food and clothing.
The Daliang Dynasty is really similar to the Song Dynasty in official history. If there really is a "parallel universe" in this world, it is estimated that Daliang is the Song Dynasty in another time and space.
Both of these two dynasties have a very strange characteristic - they are not good at anything, but they are the first to make money!
According to statistics, in the southern corner of the Yangtze River alone, nearly 30 million taels of taxes are paid every year. If the whole country is added up, it must be less than 100 million?
With such a wealthy Liang Dynasty, it is no wonder that foreigners are jealous.
Going back to the south of the Yangtze River, due to its geographical location, many rivers converge, there is abundant fish and rice, the terrain is flat, suitable for farming and mulberry farming, and it is not close to the border. Unless a prince seizes power in civil strife, it will have nothing to do with war.
The psychology of the people in Jiangnan is that as long as the war is not burning for a day, they should eat, drink and spend time. Therefore, the purchasing power of the people in Jiangnan is extremely high, which has given birth to batches of wealthy businessmen.
but,
People are born in sorrow and die in happiness.
If you live too comfortably, you will lose your blood. A bloodless country and nation will be bullied no matter how rich they are.
When you don't retaliate when you are scolded or beaten, and cowardice becomes a habit, even if Jin Zi has bone marrow, he still can't stand up straight.
…
In the early morning of the fourth day, thirty pallets were delivered as scheduled.
In the morning of that day, Song Che decided to go out for a trial sale, so there was no need to tell everything. Song Che only arranged four cars, each containing fifty pieces of cloth. One man and two women matched each other. The man was responsible for displaying and carrying, and the woman He is responsible for welcoming guests.
Lihua Street in the north of the city, Changle Street in the city, Weiyang Street in the south of the city, and the west dock of the city. These four places have a huge flow of people and a lot of business travelers. Setting up the stalls here will definitely make a good start.
Song Che and Shen Wenjun, plus the female clerk Xiao Qin, were in charge of the nearest Lihua Street, while Qin Ruo went to the farthest city west pier. The stalls in the other two locations were all run by a few sharp-tongued and bright-minded people in the shop. Little guy takes care of it.
"Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. If you encounter any trouble that cannot be solved, you must come back and tell me in time."
"clear!"
"Set off!"
Before midnight, four groups of people pushed carts loaded with cloth and headed towards their respective destinations.
On Lihua Street, there are restaurants on the left and a market on the right. There is a gold shop on the top and a Washington mansion on the bottom. The cross streets meet and the pedestrians are bustling, and the passers-by are all wealthy.
Song Che worked hard, using the cart as a fulcrum, and extended it half a foot to the left and right. In this way, the stall became a lot more atmospheric. Then he spread the cloth flat in sequence, and finally took apart half a piece of silk gauze. , hanging on the cart.
Under the sunlight, Lingluo's dazzling posture quickly caught the attention of passers-by.
"Dear neighbors, fellow villagers and elders, don't miss it if you pass by. Today, our Yunshuifang has our first outdoor stall. All fine silks and satins are at a 20% discount. Come and take a look if you don't want to buy!"
Song Che let out a howl, and the passers-by who were already looking at the stranger heard the sound and came over to him. Most of them were ladies.
"Hey, is it the Yunshuifang that sells private houses?" a lady asked.
When doing business, guests only need to ask questions to show their interest, and answering yes or no will appear passive. Song Che directly took out the book and pen and handed it to the lady: "If you want a private room, madam, you might as well leave your name in the book. Write down the style, size, and embroidery you need, and you only need to pay a 30% deposit, and our guys will deliver it to your door within three days.”
The lady had no choice but to take the pen and paper, and when she started writing, she wondered: "Is there any discount for placing an order at your stall?"
Song Che said boldly: "Of course, if you go out from our stall, everything will be 20% off!"
The noble lady no longer hesitated, she immediately wrote down her request and got a deal as soon as she opened her stall.
With a good start, more and more customers gathered in front of the stall.
"Madam, did you buy the private clothes you wear from them?"
"Yes, husband, don't you like it now? There is a discount right now, how about... buy a few more sets for me?"
"Buy! Must buy! Such a good thing is more effective than drinking ten jars of tiger penis wine!"
"I want this purple one!"
"I obviously noticed this purple color first! Don't steal it from me!"
"Is it yours? Whoever grabs it first will own it!"
"Please don't rush to grab it. The cloths on the stall are only being sampled. If you choose the right color, you can register it and we, Yunshuifang, will deliver it to your door as scheduled!"
The first time I went out to sell a stall, generally speaking, it was just three words - it was a bust!
