Seeing that everyone couldn't wait to ask for the secret knife created medicine, Liu Mu couldn't help but admire Zhu Ping'an. He said, "Your Excellency is worthy of being an Excellency. The day before yesterday, he only gave away a few bags of secret knife created medicine, but today, more than a hundred people came to ask for the medicine."
At that time, I was still skeptical about the adults' actions, but now it seems that I was too superficial.
"We want to buy the secret knife-cure medicine produced by your camp."
"You won't not sell it?"
As the crowd was talking about purchasing the secret knife medicine, Liu Mu clasped his fists and responded to everyone's expectations. "Thank you for your trust in my camp's secret knife medicine. My master has indeed instructed our Zhejiang Army to sell the secret knife medicine to the outside world in order to benefit our friendly armies and the people."
When they heard Liu Mu say that the Zhejiang Army was indeed selling secret knife-cutting medicine to the outside world, they immediately became excited, thinking that their trip was not in vain.
When everyone was excited, Liu Mu sighed slightly and then said, "Alas, but..."
The excitement of the crowd was immediately dampened by a bucket of cold water. No matter what they did, they were afraid of the word "but".
"But what?" everyone asked nervously.
"Alas, due to the complicated process of making this medicine, the hard-to-find medicinal materials, and the sophisticated preparation methods, it takes a long time from collecting the herbs to making the medicine. In addition, there are no more than ten people who know how to make this medicine. Therefore, the number of secret knife-made medicines currently stored in our camp is really limited. The day before yesterday, my family took us to Zhenwu Camp and other camps to deliver more than a hundred packages of medicine. At present, except for the necessary medicines for the follow-up of the wounded in our camp, our camp will not keep any packages, and there are only a thousand packages of secret knife-made medicines available for sale..."
Liu Mu sighed and spoke to everyone with regret, his face full of pity and helplessness.
If someone pays close attention, they will notice that Liu Mu looked a little unnatural when he said this.
After all, he is not used to lying...
Well, yes, Liu Mu did lie.
The process of making secret knife medicine is indeed complicated, the medicinal materials are indeed rare, the preparation is indeed exquisite, and the finished medicine is indeed time-consuming. There are indeed no more than ten people who know how to make secret knife medicine, but... ... this is all relative. What Chinese medicine production process is not complicated? ! Medicinal materials are not cabbage, what medicinal material is not difficult? ! What medicinal material is not exquisite in preparation? ! From collecting medicinal materials to making medicine, what medicine does not take a long time? ! There are indeed no more than ten people who know the entire process of making secret knife medicine. The key ratio of secret knife medicine is in the hands of Wuxi Miao Man Lady Yilan and a few of her direct descendants. As for other production processes, almost everyone in Wuxi Miao Man knows it.
In addition, what made Liu Mu most uncomfortable was that there were as many as one hundred jars of the secret knife-wound medicine powder in their camp.
These one hundred jars were once used to hold wine, but are now used to hold secret knife-creating medicine powder. Each jar can hold as much as ten kilograms.
One hundred jars equals one thousand kilograms.
Yes, there are a full 1,000 kilograms of secret knife medicine powder in the military camp. This is only for now, the next batch of 1,000 kilograms of secret medicine is already on the way. It is estimated that it will take about three days to be transported to the military camp. The secret knife medicine can actually be mass-produced in Wuxi Miao Man. The several kinds of medicinal materials required are easy to find in the back mountain of Wuxi Miao Man. If it is released for production, the output is really not a problem.
It's just that the Wuxi Man Miao had a limited population in the past, and the demand for secret knives and medicines was also limited, so the Wuxi Man Miao did not allow for the production of them. As long as they produced enough for the tribe's hunting needs, it was enough.
Now, because of Zhu Ping'an's request, the Wuxi Man Miao people have slightly relaxed the production.
According to the trial packs sent to each military camp the day before yesterday, each package of secret knife wound medicine weighs five cents. In case of general injuries, it can be taken orally and applied externally twice at the same time.
One pound can be divided into 20 bags, one jar is 200 bags, and one hundred jars is a full 20,000 bags.
Just talking about the current reserves, not counting those on the way, the secret knife-wounding medicine stored in the Zhejiang military camp is twenty times more than the one thousand packs Liu Mu mentioned.
Therefore, there was a hint of unnaturalness when Liu Mu spoke, but of course people who were not familiar with Liu Mu could not notice it.
"What? Only a thousand packs? Isn't that too little?!" Everyone said in dissatisfaction after hearing this.
There are about 160 to 170 people on the scene now, most of them are preparing to purchase in large quantities, such as pharmacies, escort agencies, and wealthy merchants. Among the people who came this time, there are 13 pharmacies, 9 large escort agencies, and nearly 20 wealthy families. The pharmacies have to start purchasing in batches of 100 bags, not to mention the escort agencies. These days, there is unrest all over the country, with bandits and robbers, Japanese pirates who are full of evil, and so on. There are too many unsafe factors, and no escort trip is safe. They go through wind and rain, and injuries from knives and arrows are almost commonplace, so their demand is even greater. Each escort agency starts purchasing in batches of 200 bags; the wealthy merchants are rich and value their lives, so the more they purchase, the better.
In addition, there were several people sent by other military camps to purchase supplies, and their demand was even greater, numbering in the thousands.
So, when everyone heard Liu Mu say that the Zhejiang Army only had 1,000 packs of secret knife-crushing medicine for sale, they were so unsatisfied. These 1,000 packs were simply a drop in the bucket for their needs.
In fact, Liu Mu still hasn’t figured it out in his mind.
He didn't understand why his master had 20,000 packs in stock in the military camp, and another 20,000 packs on the way, and specifically told him to announce to the public that the Zhejiang Army currently had only 1,000 packs of secret knife-crushing medicine available for sale? !
The conversation with the young master before leaving the camp was still echoing in his mind:
"Sir, don't we have 20,000 packs of secret knife medicine in reserve? Why do we announce that there are only 1,000 packs available for sale?" Liu Mu asked with a puzzled look on his face after hearing Zhu Ping'an's explanation, "The people outside the camp who want to buy our secret knife medicine have surrounded the camp gate in three layers inside and outside, with as many as 160 to 170 people. I heard from the gatekeeper Liu San that many of these people are from the city's pharmacies and escort agencies who come to buy, and they buy hundreds of packs at a time. There are also several people from other military camps who come to buy, and if they buy, they buy thousands at a time. Why don't we take the opportunity to sell all the secret knife medicine in the camp. If we sell it, we will definitely sell it out in half a day."
"Haha, you don't understand. This is called hunger marketing. This is for the long term." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly, without stopping the brush in his hand.
Zhu Pingan did receive an official document from the capital, requesting a detailed record and report on the Yingtian defense war. Zhu Pingan was working overtime to write this report, otherwise, it would be Zhu Pingan himself who went out to contact.
"Hunger marketing?" Liu Mu was confused.
"Just do as I say first, and I'll explain it to you later." Zhu Ping'an was busy writing the report and did not explain much.