After returning home on the eleventh, he hired someone to deliver 15 sets of skin care ointments to Fan Yu, and soon there was news from Fan Yu that the ladies were very satisfied with them, and many people wanted to buy more sets as gifts. , she simply told them Eleven's shop and asked them to buy it themselves.
After that, the sales of skin care ointments at the shop increased from January to January, and they continued to climb. It took two restocks a month to be enough. Eleven made a lot of money because of this.
However, after a while, Fan Yu told Eleven about the dissatisfaction of those ladies.
"Those ladies are using the ointment you developed, and the effect is very good. They like it, but they also complain to me in private, saying that your drugstore is very noisy, and they are all ordinary people. Many people still have colds and coughs, and they don't want to enter your shop anymore, so they can only send the maids to go."
"Ah?" Eleven didn't expect this to happen. If Fan Yu hadn't told her, she wouldn't have found out.
"Actually, it's because they maintain their noble status and disdain to be in the same room with those ordinary people. They feel that they have lost face and identity, so they don't want to go in, so they have to let the maids go in and buy them, but every time you have any new ointment, they will also I can't try it, I can only wait for the maid to buy it back and try it again, so I feel a little dissatisfied. No, I know that I can be the first to get your new product, so I like to try it out with me. I am very annoyed by them now. ."
Eleven looked at her apologetically, "I see, I didn't think about it."
Fan Yu patted her hand and instructed: "I'll tell you, although I know you don't think anyone is superior to others, but most people have a distinction between high and low, and it is very rare for those who hold their own identity. People who like to be confused with commoners, if you want to do a good job in business, you must think carefully about this problem. After all, you still have to rely on these ladies to make money, right? If you want to make money from others, you have to make them happy first, right?"
Eleven nodded, "Sister Yu, you're right, this matter needs to be resolved. I didn't know about this problem before, but now that I know it, it must be resolved. I'll think of a solution." Eleven felt this too. The problem should be taken seriously. She still hopes to harvest wool from these ladies in the future. If they are not satisfied, it will affect her to make money.
Fan Yu said: "I see, it doesn't need to be too troublesome, you can refer to those fat powder shops, you see, those famous fat powder shops are not all on the first floor to entertain ordinary people, while the second floor is dedicated to entertaining rich ladies. The environment on the second floor is elegant, and the guys are smart, smart and careful, and the ladies are naturally satisfied, and once they are satisfied, don't they buy large or small packages, who cares how much it costs."
Eleven smiled and gave Fan Yu a thumbs up, "Sister Yu, if you are in business, you are also a good hand."
Fan Yu shook his head complacently, "That's not it! If I'm in business, what's the matter with you?"
Eleven was shocked by her shamelessness and pinched her cheeky, "I'll see how thick your cheeks are to be so shameless."
"Go away, you are shameless!"
The two old mothers started to fight each other while they were talking. The fat dumplings on the side were about to roll their eyes, and quietly said to Xiao Ruoyu, who was holding on to his little hands, "You don't learn if you're not serious." If it's not solemn, my sister can't follow their example, or she won't be able to marry.
Xiao Ruoyu said whatever his brother said, and immediately nodded to show that he would be obedient.
The fat dumpling brother was satisfied, and handed the half-bitten red bean cake to the little sister. The little sister took a bite on it happily and squinted her eyes happily.
The two old mothers over there didn't know at all that they were being called dignified by the two children, and after a while, they continued to talk about the topic, Eleven said: "If that's the case, then I can use the second floor and redecorate it. Use it as a place to entertain these ladies, and then recruit a few smart girls to entertain them, and set up a place for the ladies to experience free beauty and skin care services, so that they can leave me radiant. , and return with satisfaction." The second floor was originally used to store goods, but now it is better to decorate it and use it as a beauty salon, I believe it will make more money.
Fan Yu clapped his hands and agreed: "This is good, this is good, if you decorate the second floor, I will come to you every day to do beauty and skin care, I am willing to do it myself at home, and I will bring you people by the way, so that you can earn more. "
"Okay, then this glorious task will be handed over to you, and I will give you a big red envelope in the new year."
"You can remember it for me, the red envelope is not big and I will not finish it with you."
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When I got home on 11th, I immediately started to design the decoration and layout of the second floor. After the design was completed, I found a reliable decoration person to go to the second floor to decorate. I didn’t save money on 11th, so I ran according to the theme of high-end atmosphere and grade. How to go, how to look good, how to come, and strive to create the most satisfactory results for those rich and wealthy ladies.
This decoration will not be completed until the Chinese New Year. On the 11th, I plan to officially open the second floor for business after the new year. When the New Year's Day comes, the two shops will be closed, and the people in the shops will be given annual leave, just before the annual leave. , sent everyone a red envelope with a lot of weight, and everyone was so happy that they couldn't close their mouths.
The same is true in Yaotian Pharmacy. On October 11, everyone paid everyone's salary for the last month, and then one person gave a red envelope of 50 cents. For those who performed particularly well, one person gave an extra 20 cents.
This amount surprised everyone. With this money, everyone can have a good year. Before leaving, the workers went to Eleven to express their gratitude.
Grandpa Yang looked at the grateful expressions of these people and was deeply honored. He touched Eleven's head, "Girl, thanks to you, you saved the lives of these people from ten miles and eight villages."
Eleven pulled Grandpa Yang's big hand and said with a smile: "Grandpa, is it so exaggerated? How good am I?"
"No, if you hadn't run a medicine field and built a pharmacy for these people to work, and given them such high wages, how could they have lived a good life today? If it weren't for you, we have nothing in this ten-mile-eight village. Two years can't be relieved at all, which time in previous years was it not after the conscription that everyone had to starve for two or three years before they got better?"
Eleven is about to be embarrassed by Grandpa Yang. Is she so great? In fact, the most important thing for her is to make money by herself, but it is not that great.
Watching Eleven, he didn't realize the importance of what he was doing, so Grandpa Yang shook his head amusingly, "You, you spend all day studying medicinal herbs at home, don't go out, and don't understand the changes here at all. , you don't know how much our place has changed now. Many families have two or three people working here. I don't know how good things are at home. I can eat white rice every day, and my clothes don't look the same. It was all patches before, and everyone got fat."
"Really? It's changed so much?" Eleven really didn't know.
Grandpa Yang was quite proud, "No, you were not worried that there are no children in the school, but now you go to see, the children can't sit in two classrooms, and now they have to use the third classroom, Master. It's almost too busy."
"Really? That's great, the child has to study." Eleven really didn't know about it. She was busy with the shop during this time, and really didn't care about the school next door. However, the children More and more is a great good thing!
Yang Shifeng touched Eleven's head, "What Grandpa said is true, you don't know this, don't you know how many times I went to the town to buy New Year's goods? During this period of time, I had to replenish the goods four times before it was enough to sell. Just this month before the Chinese New Year, our shop made five taels of silver!"
"So much? The villagers are so willing to buy this year? I remember that last year our shop didn't sell much."
"Last year, everyone had no money. Of course, this year, when things are good, they are willing to buy it."
It was only at this time on the eleventh that I realized that it was really just a medicine field that saved the people here. However, it is also a good thing to be able to let the people here live a good life.
In fact, these people who helped her work made money, and she also made a lot of money from these people. Although the shop has only opened for half a year, the net profit earned in the past six months has reached 3,000 taels, which is far beyond her. As expected, the shriveled purse swelled up again, giving her some weight in her pocket.
Yang Shifeng didn't expect the two shops to make so much money, and looking at the banknotes that covered the beds, he couldn't come back to his senses.
Eleven poked his face with his foot, laughing at him: "Brother Shifeng, are you stupid? When you see money, you are stunned?"
Yang Shifeng reached out and grabbed her feet and rubbed his face, "No, I just didn't expect to make so much money."
"Actually, most of the money they make is from the money of the ladies. They buy a lot of skin care creams and skin care products. They spend hundreds of taels each time before leaving. Otherwise, they won't be able to make so much money. Thanks to Sister Yu, my shop's business is so good thanks to her connection."
Yang Shifeng nodded, "I want to thank Sister Yu, or let's go to the city after the year and invite Sister Yu to have a good meal."
Eleven smiled and said: "I also plan to do the same, I wrote to her and told her, we will have a lively past after the new year, and by the way, we will give red envelopes to Xiao Ruoyu and the two little preserved eggs. I am an auntie. Give them lucky money."
The little fat man who was tossing the wooden sword beside him stopped throwing the sword and stopped to look at his old father and mother, "Fat also gave my sister a red envelope for New Year's money."
Eleven squinted at him, "How can you give it to your sister, but you can't give it to me? I asked you to give me the New Year's money, but you won't give it a penny! You paid you little fat man!"
The fat dumpling was unconvinced, and he puffed out his cheeks and said: "You are so rich, I will give you a little bit of money, you still want mine, you have no conscience!"
Eleven was so angry that this little fat guy speaks so eloquently now that he can't even talk back to her. She really misses the time when the fat guy couldn't speak completely. , like now, maddened.
At eleven o'clock, the little fat man told him, "But I earned all your New Year's money! How dare you not give it to me?"
The little fat man hummed and faced his mother with his hands on his hips, "No, my New Year's money was given to me by my father and grandfather, not by you."
Eleven also hummed, "Your grandfather's money was given by your father, and your father's money was given by me, so who do you think gave your money? Huh?"
The little fat man muffled his voice and turned around in his mind. His smart head realized that the last money really came from his mother, that is to say, his mother gave the money to him.
The little fat man pointed his fingers, lowered his head and studied his fat feet for a while, then raised his head and raised his little sword and said, "When I become a general in the future, I will take care of you, and then let you be a general. mother!"
"Oh! The mother of the general, can you become a general? You are only three years old now. When you can become a general, you will be at least eighteen years old. I will support you for fifteen years. See how capable you are. Eat, how much will it cost me, it’s all my loss, I think it’s better to lose you now, it’s more reliable for me to support your father.” Eleven deliberately squinted at him in disbelief look.
The little general was unconvinced, and "Shushuashua" played a sword flower, "Bold, you don't believe this general, take my sword!" After speaking, the little fat man threw himself at Eleven on the bed like a meatball. He threw off his shoes, threw himself on the bed and threw it into Eleven's arms, hugged Eleven's neck, and kissed his mother a few times on the face, "Good mother, Fatty loves you, don't lose fat."
Eleven held back his laughter, rolled his eyes, and took a bite on the little fat man's face, "You bad fat man who sees the wind!"
The little fat man giggled happily.
Eleven saw his little fat man's articulation being clear and logical, and suddenly he felt that the little hairy child who was waiting to be fed yesterday has grown up, and the child grew up really fast, so he couldn't help but say to Yang Shifeng who was beside him: "Our fat man is already three years old. Now, do you want to teach him how to read? I heard from Sister Yu that her two sons started enlightenment at the age of three, and our Chubby matures earlier than the average child, and we can't just let him play at home."
Yang Shifeng frowned and thought for a while, feeling a little uneasy, "Is our group too young? There are no such young children in the school, do we have to wait?"
"But his intelligence and thinking are no worse than the average five or six-year-old child, and there are no children at home to accompany him. He is bored at home alone. It is better to go to school and play with other children, so that he will not be alone. ."
Yang Shifeng is also very busy now, and it is indeed difficult to take care of the dumplings during the day, not to mention the eleven. The dumplings are all alone riding a wooden horse and playing a small sword. Thinking about it now, it is indeed quite lonely.
"Then why don't we put the dumplings in the academy next door and let Master Qiao teach him?"
Eleven nodded, "Just do it like this, let Master Qiao enlighten him first, and he can learn a little bit."
Little Fatty heard it in Eleven's arms, and immediately raised his head and said, "Mother, I don't want to be a champion, I want to be a general, and I want to practice martial arts!" In Little Fatty's mind, reading and writing is to be a champion, but He doesn't like to be the champion, he likes to practice Wudang generals.
Eleven squeezed his flesh, "Who said that reading is to be a champion? That's to prevent you from being illiterate, even if you are a general, you can't be illiterate! You ignorant little fat man."
The little fat man lowered his head and thought for a while, "You need to study to be a general? Well, I'll be a general. But mother, can the master teach me martial arts? Can the master play the sword?"
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Yang Shifeng lowered his head and laughed, and was stunned by Eleven before he said: "Eleven, it seems that our group really wants to practice martial arts, and our group is strong and talented in martial arts, do we have to think about what to do? what?"
Eleven pinched the fat dumpling's sturdy arms and legs, and she knew that this child was born to practice martial arts. She knew in her heart that her little fat boy's future was doomed, but she was reluctant to be a mother, and she wanted to do it again. After a while, it now seems that he does not want to delay.
"Hey, I'll ask Sister Yu in the next year. Her family is the prefect's mansion. They have produced military generals from generation to generation. Sister Yu's two sons have been practicing martial arts with Master Wu every day."
Yang Shifeng nodded, his children have the heart to soar in the blue sky, and their parents can't hold back their children just because they are reluctant.