Queen Mother, she just wants to lie down

On the evening of March 26, Feng Changbai received a letter from the third son of the Mu family, asking him to go to Qingfeng Tower at noon tomorrow.

Faced with the invitation from the Prince of Pingnan, Feng Changbai did not dare to neglect it.

At the end of the next day, I hurried to Qingfeng Tower.

He knocked on the door of a private room on the second floor as promised, and found that in addition to Mr. Mu San and Yang San, whom he had met once at Feng's house, there was also a young man who didn't look very outstanding, but looked extraordinarily suave.

"This is the young master of the Wu family. He is the third son of the family. He is my best friend and is from the south." Que Qi, who was dressed as the third young master of the Mu family, pointed at the real Mu San and introduced him.

"It turns out to be Mr. Wu, whom I have admired for a long time." Feng Changbai cupped his hands towards him.

"You're welcome." Mu San returned the salute.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, Feng Changbai thought he was about to get down to business. Unexpectedly, the three people opposite him didn't say anything serious. Yang San served a table of delicious food, and then started talking nonsense.

Feng Changbai was full of suspicion. Mu San sent a special letter to invite him out. He shouldn't just want to treat him to a meal, right?

It's just that the other party refused to talk about the business. No matter how many doubts he had in his heart, he couldn't ask more questions. He could only respond with a smile.

It wasn't until the dishes were served, everyone changed glasses, and the meal was almost finished, that Queqiu spoke:

"Brother Feng, I took the liberty to invite you out today, mainly because I want to ask about the fairy ointment.

A few days ago, my brother took fifty boxes from you. Two of the attendants had acne on their faces. After using it for several days, they found that the effect was better than what you recommended.

For this reason, someone specially sent a letter to me, asking me to discuss with Brother Feng, hoping to pre-order 20,000 boxes of fairy ointment from the Feng family.

The climate in the south is hot and humid, and many people suffer from acne on their faces. This magical ointment is a savior for us descendants of noble families in South Vietnam. "

"Brother Feng, I also want to order 20,000 boxes. Although I have never been involved in the rouge and gouache industry, brother Feng also knows that I have stores in various cities and counties. The fairy ointment is so magical..." Yang San spoke at the right time.

"Thank you for your trust and love, but the main ingredient of the fairy ointment is really difficult to grow. We are afraid that we will not be able to supply such a large amount."

Feng Changbai suddenly received such a large order, and his somewhat drunken mind suddenly sobered up, and he almost subconsciously shied away.

Firstly, the Feng family originally planned to produce only 50,000 bottles of fairy ointment this year. If the Mu family and Yang San took away 40,000 bottles at once, the remaining 10,000 bottles would definitely not be able to satisfy other markets.

The second is that he is worried that the other party has deliberately set some trap for him to fall into.

"I also know that this thing is so magical, and it must not be that easy to make, but it doesn't matter. You just have to look at the arrangements and do your best. We will take as much as we can arrange.

As for the price increase, we can accept it by another five taels of silver per bottle. This is a deposit of 10,000 taels of silver. We are waiting for the good news from Brother Feng. "Qingqiu, who was dressed as Mu San, had no intention of embarrassing him at all.

After speaking, he took out ten thousand-tael silver notes from his body and handed them to Feng Changbai.

"My idea is the same as Mr. Mu San. It can be arranged according to your ability. I will accept as much as you can." Yang San also took out a deposit of 10,000 taels of silver.

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When Uncle Feng Chang came home with 20,000 taels of silver in his pocket, he still felt like he was dreaming.

Given his status and the business he was responsible for, twenty thousand taels of silver would naturally not make him lose his composure.

The problem is that just a few days after the official launch of the Immortal Cream, a large order of 40,000 bottles came to our door.

After placing such a large order at once, the other party not only showed no intention of bargaining, but also offered to accept the price increase.

He knew that he would not have to worry about selling the Immortal Ointment after it was launched, but he never expected that the market would be so good.

As far as the enthusiasm of Yang San and the Mu family for facing the fairy ointment, once word of mouth about this product spreads everywhere.

By then, not to mention 100,000 bottles a year, even 200,000 bottles would be out of the question.

The preparation of this paste is indeed cumbersome, but the main raw materials are grown by oneself.

Coupled with the costs of other medicinal materials, production masters, and workers, the cost of one bottle is worth two taels of silver.

The current shipping price is 22 taels per bottle, and it will increase to 25 taels per bottle later.

Calculated at 200,000 boxes a year, within a few years the Feng family would be as rich as the country.

Just thinking about this prospect made Feng Changbai blush with excitement.

No, you have to go back quickly and arrange for people to pick all the flowers in Xiyue Valley and make them into fairy ointment.

It’s a rare opportunity to make money like this, so how could you let it go?

As for the fairy powder, it tastes good.

The price of a condiment cannot be set high, how can it be compared with the fairy ointment.

With this in mind, Uncle Feng Chang hurried back to Feng's house.

After entering the house, Feng Changbai first went to Songtao Garden to meet his father and told him what happened in Qingfeng Tower.

After all, he is a mature businessman. No matter how excited he is, he knows that he must first listen to his father's opinion on this matter.

Although Mr. Feng has never served as an official, few people do not admire him for his knowledge and vision.

“I place an order for 20,000 bottles at a time. With the Mu family and Yang San’s wealth, it is definitely affordable.

But are you sure they have no other purpose? "Mr. Feng stroked his beard and spoke.

“When my son first heard the amount, he was also worried whether they had any evil intentions.

But then I thought about it, our fairy ointment can stand the test and the effect is remarkable.

Anyone who has tried it will be hard-pressed not to be conquered by it.

With the power of the Mu family and the Yang family, you can take back tens of thousands of bottles of fairy ointment without worrying about being unable to sell them.

They may have taken a fancy to the potential of this thing. With 20,000 bottles, even if one bottle only earns ten taels of silver, it can still earn hundreds of thousands. It is not surprising that they are excited. "Feng Changbai said.

"You're right, man dies for money, and birds die for food. The Yang and Mu families are powerful, and they fancy the potential of this thing, so it's normal to order more if others don't react.

In this case, then you should discuss with Mr. Yin and pick all this year's flowers to make fairy ointment first. "Mr. Feng pondered for a moment and agreed with Feng Changbai's idea.

"Mr. Yin is not in Fu'an. He has been away for several days. I don't know when he will come back.

The flowering period of the magical flower is only two or three days, so we don't have time to wait for it.

What I mean is to pick all the flowers before they wither, and we will talk about the rest later.

Mr. Yin said before that part of the flowers should be left to bear fruit, and then the fruits should be made into fairy powder.

But no matter how good the fairy powder tastes, it cannot be sold at such an expensive price like the fairy ointment.

He approached us to do business together to make money.

For a businessman, nothing is more important than maximizing the profit from the product. "Feng Changbai said.

"That's all, just do as you say." Mr. Feng glanced at his ignorant son with a complex expression.

My son is right. In the early days of starting a business, making as much money as possible is the most important thing.

As for the fairy powder, it’s not too late to make it next year.