When Liu Xixia was telling the story, the young man Zhou Zheng met yesterday was named Chen Shanyou.
He was cool and calm, shook his folding fan gently, and stepped into a well-known Jiaofang in Beijing, Yingchunfang.
"Oh, Master Chen, you haven't been here for a long time, Miss Jing'er is always talking about you..." The powder on the old bust's face was about to fall off, so intimate.
Chen Shanyou closed the fan and said with a smile, "I also miss Miss Jinger, take me to her boudoir."
If someone else came to visit the brothel early in the morning, he would definitely be scolded to death, but this young man, the old bustard, was extremely enthusiastic.
All sorts of flattery along the way brought Chen Shanyou into Miss Jing'er's boudoir.
This girl Jing'er is the top card here, and she is ambiguous with Chen Shanyou, and the two of them flicked at each other for a long time.
Girl Jing'er was dressed in a pink skirt, sleepy eyes, with thin white arms, lying on her side in her arms, and said, "Why are you here early in the morning?"
Chen Shanyou smiled and strode towards the bed.
Jing'er girl suddenly blushed and said coquettishly: "Which vixen is making you evil early in the morning and asking you to come to me..."
Originally, Chen Shanyou had no such thoughts, and his heart jumped when the girl Jing'er said it. Fortunately, he remembered what happened today. He suppressed his desires and walked over with a smile. He sat on the bedside and looked at the pretty face of Jing'er. He took out a roll of paper and a jade bottle in his arms, and leaned closer and whispered, "I brought you good things."
Jing'er girl's pretty face became more and more red, her eyes were silky, and she whispered, "I, I, and I will not accompany you crazy in the daytime..."
Chen Shanyou's heart trembled, and his eyes moved as she watched Miss Jinger burst into flames, her throat moved, and said, "No, you lie down, I will show you something good."
Girl Jing'er bit her lip, looked at Chen Shanyou winkingly, lowered her arm, and lay down slowly.
During this process, a white and greasy chest was revealed, and Chen Shanyou was frightened as he watched.
'Silver silver...'
Chen Shanyou muttered in his heart several times before suppressing the evil fire, put down the jade bottle, tore the paper roll, took out a mask, and slowly put it on the face of Miss Jinger.
Miss Jinger closed her eyes shyly, feeling the coolness on her face, her eyes opened, and she wondered, "What is this?"
After Chen Shanyou posted it, he looked at her eyes and said with a smile: "A good thing that can keep the skin white, smooth, and tender."
Jing'er is only 19 years old, she doesn't care much about this, she glanced at Chen Shanyou for nothing, and said, "Are you disgusting that someone is old?"
Chen Shanyou took her hand and said, "How dare I, this thing is more useful than your rouge gouache, I finally got it."
Feeling the coolness on her face, Miss Jinger hummed, as if she didn't want to buy it.
Chen Shanyou hurriedly made a lot of noise, all kinds of ambiguous words smashed over, Jing'er girl was quickly teased and giggled, early in the morning, the two of you come and go, the room is full of spring.
Chen Shanyou counted the time silently, feeling almost finished, stretched out her hand to uncover the mask on Miss Jinger's face, and said, "Get up, wash your face, and feel it."
Miss Jinger had forgotten this, she should get up and let her maid slap her face with water.
Chen Shanyou hurriedly opened the jade bottle intimately and handed it to Miss Jinger.
According to what Chen Shanyou said, Miss Jinger washed her face with the ** in the jade bottle, slapped her face with cold water, and waited for it to wash thoroughly and dry her face. Miss Jinger looked at the bronze mirror in a daze.
Chen Shanyou has tried it, naturally knowing how it feels, and said with a smile: "How is it?"
Girl Jing'er looked at the mirror and said, "It is cool and refreshing, and I feel that my skin is cleaner, fresher, and more supple..."
Chen Shanyou hugged her waist and said, "I'm right, I'll give it to you every five days in the future."
Girl Jing'er turned her head to look at Chen Shanyou, her eyes were charming and unkind, and said, "Five days? Are you going to give other friends a gift?"
Chen Shanyou suddenly smiled bitterly, and said: "I don't have any good points, this is a good thing, it is not easy to make, I can get it already pretty good."
Jing'er girl didn't believe it, and she didn't follow her.
Chen Shanyou had a headache and said, "Well, I will give it to you every day, and I will give it to you..."
Miss Jinger let him go, and the two of them sat on the bedside for another intimacy. After half an hour, Chen Shanyou left Yingchunfang.
After coming out, Chen Shanyou looked back at the brothel, laughed, and walked towards another brothel.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't mean to ask Miss Jinger to help sell, but he believed that, according to his understanding of Miss Jinger, the entire brothel would be his client before long.
Wait a while, he is ordering a little more, these girls will develop their customers into his customers!
This is a gold mine!
As Chen Shanyou walked, he muttered to himself, "I have to talk to Zhou Zhengyun. The price is a bit low and the profit is too small..."
For these brothel girls and the people behind the girls, ten cents is too cheap!
For these dental firms, Zhou Zheng adopts different strategies, some are distributors, some are advertisers, some are agents, some are partners, and so on.
These dental shops are still very powerful, especially for this kind of cheap and targeted products, which quickly played a role.
In Zhou Zheng's shop, the customers who crossed the bridge from Beijuxianfang formed a long line, and the three maids in front of the counter were already busy.
"We are introduced by Liu's sister-in-law, we want 20 copies..."
"We were introduced by Boss Chen, and we want 30 copies..."
"We were introduced by Aunt Chen, and she said she would give us a discount..."
"We were sent by the boss to pick up the goods, two hundred copies..."
"We came first, give it to us, our wife is still waiting..."
More and more people lined up, with dozens of copies at each opening, which put a lot of pressure on Zhou Zheng's inventory.
Not long after, Liu Liuzhe ran out of the yard, looked at Zhou Zheng in the shop, and whispered anxiously, "Second Master, our stock is running out. If this continues, it will soon be out of stock..."
Zhou Zheng was also a little unpredictable for this kind of scene. He looked at the long line and said, "In this way, you open three more counters, and the purchase is limited. Each person can only buy one copy!"
Liu Liuzhe was taken aback, and said, "Second Young Master, isn't this rushing passengers?"
Zhou Zhengzheng did not move, and said, "You do this first, and we will think of other ways in the evening."
Liu Liuzhe thought that it could only be the case, and he hurriedly recruited three householders, opened the front of the shop, and opened three more counters.
The crowd suddenly became confused and crowded to these three counters.
But then it became more chaotic, and the guests crowded in front shouted with dissatisfaction.
"What are you talking about? You can only buy one copy? Why do you think I have no money?"
"Yeah, why can I buy so many in the front, give it to me quickly, or I will smash your shop!"
"I want twenty copies, one cannot be less, take the money!"
The customers were so angry that they yelled fiercely, making a lot of noise.
The maid in front, Jia Ding explained one after another, dry and dry.
"The guest officer, I don't know why there are so many customers today. We don't have enough goods. If you want to buy it, it will be early tomorrow."
"Guest, this is our shopkeeper's rule. I am a little handmaid. You have a large number of adults. Don't make it difficult for me..."
"In this way, you come tomorrow, and I will leave you twenty copies, yes, yes, I have written down the name, and I promise to keep it for you..."
Zhou Zheng watched from the side, constantly teaching skills to let the family and the maid cope with these customers.
Even so, the queues are still messy, and order will collapse at any time.
Zhou Zheng also had a headache. He stared for a while and walked into the yard. Wei Huaide greeted him with a withered expression, "Second Young Master, it's no good, I'm too tired, I can't hold it anymore."
Zhou Zheng looked at the family members. They were also busy days and nights with very little rest. Now they are too tired, some.
Zhou Zheng looked calm and said, "How many stocks are there?"
Wei Huaide said, "Less than a thousand copies."
Zhou Zheng looked at him, thinking about him, "There are still one or two hundred people in the line, and there are probably a lot of them on the other side of the line. There are not many families in the house. It seems that we have to find an economic solution."
Wei Huaide hurriedly said, "Yes, right now, there is no shortage of silver or raw materials, there is a shortage of manpower, and the place is a little too small."
The shop is not big, the backyard is smaller, and a dozen people are already crowded.
Zhou Zheng had thought about these for a long time, and said: "Well, for the time being, I will let Chengjiu find people, and the two shifts will not stop. In this way, how many copies can I get in a day?"
Wei Huaide has been doing this for several days before opening his mouth and said, "If you don't stop day and night, you can get 800 servings a day. If you are proficient, you will have more. The mask is easy to say. It is not easy to mix the face wash..."
Zhou Zheng's eyes moved, he hummed, and said: "You stare at first, I'll find Chengji."
"The price is too cheap!"
Zhou Zheng's tea shop saw Cheng economic, and became the first sentence of economics. (End of this chapter)