The reality is always more cruel than the ideal. In a whole day, only two bottles of Ruyilu were sold. If it wasn't for the young woman who entered the store later when Li Yijian was a little moved, but obviously hesitant about the price, she would have decisively five Big discount promotion, I am afraid that within today, it can only make a deal.
This time, luck didn't seem to be on his side.
In my two lifetimes, I haven't done much business. I've read a lot of marketing books, but I still can't figure it out when I actually use it.
In the afternoon, I thought of a problem. Only the words "Ruyifang" were hung there. Others didn't know what the store was doing, so I found a wooden board and erected it at the door to express the effects of Ruyilu and All prices are clearly marked.
Afterwards, more people came into the store to see it, but when they heard that it cost a tael of silver to buy such a small bottle of mosquito repellent, they immediately lost interest.
For most ordinary people in the city, if they are bitten by mosquitoes, they just need to spit and saliva evenly. How much food can be bought with one tael of silver, isn't it sick to spend on it
However, several people asked Li Yi whether the sign at the entrance of the shop was for sale. They seemed to appreciate the calligraphy on it very much, and the price even reached ten taels of silver.
Of course Li Yi did not agree. Could it be that he can only rely on his talent to make a living
A moment later, when he went out to look again, the board—it was gone!
After getting angry, I can only swear a few words about the damn thief. I have to find a new board tomorrow, this time to nail it to the door...
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Inside the shop, the little maid rested her chin on one hand and watched the passers-by outside the door for such a long time. When a strange sound came from her stomach, she blushed slightly and turned her head to look at Li Yi. He said in a low voice: "Uncle, I'm hungry..."
I haven't eaten since morning. Even Li Yi felt a little hungry. He rubbed the little girl's head and said, "Okay, let's go out to eat first."
Although the room at the back of the shop has been tidied up and there is a small kitchen, but now Li Yi is not in the mood to cook by himself, so he closes the shop door and solves his stomach problems with Xiaohuan at the noodle stall outside.
Originally, I wanted to take the little girl to a higher-end restaurant to eat something good, but the little girl couldn't forget the street noodle stall last time, and in the end the two of them only spent a few pennies.
After eating, he didn't go back to the shop. Li Yi had to go home and think about some things.
Every industry has its own way of doing things, and I took it for granted before.
Inside Liuye Village, Li Yi was lying on the bed, digesting more business theories and sales knowledge books in his mind, Qing'an Fucheng, in a high-walled courtyard, after a bath, the charming young woman cooked the dishes herself. Ginseng soup, walked to the door of a certain room.
"Second Madam." The two servants at the door said respectfully.
"Is the master asleep?" the woman asked softly.
"No, the master hasn't come back yet, just sent in a new batch of official documents, and they are still in the study." A servant replied in a low voice.
The woman nodded, carrying the ginseng soup, and walked in a certain direction.
In the study room, the middle-aged man finished reviewing a file, closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows, a trace of exhaustion appeared between his brows. After a while, he opened his eyes again and took another official document. Before opening, the door of the study room Was pushed away.
Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man frowned. When he was working on weekdays, he was most afraid of being disturbed. If the servants did not get his orders, they would never dare to come in at this time. After reading the official documents all night, they felt dizzy. Feeling swollen, just when I was irritable, I was about to reprimand, when I looked up, my face softened when I saw someone coming.
"Ma'am, why don't you rest?" Putting down the official documents in her hand, she walked over, took the tray from her hand, put it on the table beside her, and said softly.
His wife died early, and now there is only this concubine in his family. He is usually busy with official business and affairs in the house. The second wife manages everything in an orderly manner and never lets him worry about it. She can be regarded as a good housekeeper.
"Master is busy with work, but you must also pay attention to your health. My concubine made some ginseng soup for him. The master drank it while it was hot. It's not too late to read those official documents." The woman stretched out her hand to help him straighten his collar, with a smile on her face. Said.
"Thank you Ma'am." The middle-aged man held her hand, patted it, and smelled a strange smell emanating from her body. He couldn't help being shocked, but he didn't care. He drank a bowl of ginseng soup, Said: "It will take some time to read the official documents here, Madam, let's go rest first."
"I'm not tired, I'm here to accompany the master." The woman said with a smile.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man didn't say anything, picked up the official document on the table again, and looked at it seriously.
The woman walked slowly behind him, stretched out her green hands on his shoulders, and slowly kneaded them.
From time to time, he could smell a faint fragrance in his nose. The middle-aged man only felt that his spirit gradually cheered up. The trace of fatigue just now was swept away, and the speed of flipping through the official documents was also accelerated. Official documents are available.
The watchman's voice came from outside the study. Only then did he discover to his surprise that the official document, which usually took an hour to read, actually took less than half an hour just now.
When she turned her head, she realized that the woman had fallen asleep on the desk beside her at some point.
Quietly looking at her slightly tired eyes, a trace of guilt suddenly surged in the heart of the middle-aged man.
Is it a little neglected to focus on official duties on weekdays
He took a thin blanket from the study bed and was about to cover her when the woman slowly opened her eyes, stood up and looked at him, and asked, "Master, have you finished reading the official document?"
"Ma'am, I have really suffered for you these years." The middle-aged man held her hand, sighed, and said as he embraced her.
"Master..." Never saw him have such a tender side, the woman felt a sore nose and almost shed tears.
Between the husband and wife, the lingering love was talked for a while, the woman lay in the middle-aged man's arms, felt some changes in his body, her pretty face suddenly turned crimson, and whispered: "Master, here is The study…”
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A while later, under the bed curtain in the study room, the middle-aged man held the woman in his arms, smelled her body, and asked suspiciously: "What other spices did Madam use tonight? Did you smell it for my husband?" Afterwards, I suddenly felt very refreshed, and even processed official documents much faster."
"spices?"
The woman lay in his arms with a satisfied face, she was taken aback when she heard this, and said, "I haven't used any incense..."
Before finishing this sentence, she suddenly remembered that when she took a bath at night, with the attitude of giving it a try, she put a few drops of the thing called "Ruyi dew" that she bought on the street today into the tub...
Could it be because of this
That's right, the handsome shopkeeper seemed to have said that Ruyilu has the effect of refreshing the mind...
Could it be that the reason why the master was so excited tonight for the first time was because of Ruyilu