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Chapter 230 Teaching Jiang Ziya How to Make Money
Lin Mo could see that Jiang Ziya was a very pedantic and stubborn type of person.

Such people usually show that they talk less, are not good at expressing, and don't like to be exposed to new things.

So, he decided to go to the city with Jiang Ziya tomorrow, to observe his process of selling bamboo baskets.

Lin Mo sent four, he definitely didn't want to see Jiang Ziya's jokes.

……

The next day, early morning.

Mashi got up very early to weave bamboo baskets, Jiang Ziya carried nine bamboo baskets on his back, and led Lin Mo and Huang Long into the city on foot.

During the period, before leaving, Mrs. Ma secretly gave Jiang Ziya some broken silver, and asked him to take Lin Mo and them to a small restaurant in the city for a good meal.

This scene did not escape the eyes of Lin Mo and Huang Long.

Anyway, they are Jindan real people.

Even if they didn't deliberately eavesdrop, they could still hear the slightest disturbance around them.

In the city, in a small noodle shop.

The three of them ordered a few bowls of noodles, and after a quick bite, Master Huanglong went to the city to find someone to tell a fortune teller.

Real Huanglong is better than Jiang Ziya in this regard.

Daoist Huang Long knows how to read words and demeanor, he can tell who is rich and who is not, and who is rich.

Coupled with his Xiaocheng's fortune-telling, it is guaranteed to be able to fool... the other party is satisfied with the calculation.

He could see that the reason why Master Huanglong lives in such poverty is definitely laziness.

Lin Mo followed Jiang Ziya to a road section with a lot of pedestrians.

Putting the bamboo basket on his back on the ground, Jiang Ziya sat on the ground and wanted to speak, but he hesitated.

He really couldn't say the words he yelled, it just stuck in his throat.

It feels very out of style.

Lin Mo said, "Do you feel very shameless?"

Jiang Ziya glanced at him, but said nothing.

"You don't want to change yourself, don't keep thinking about the future, living the present is the kingly way."

Jiang Ziya said in a deep voice, "The real person doesn't understand."

Lin Mo said: "Not necessarily, did your master tell you that there is a great fortune waiting for you in the future?"

"How did the real person know?!" Jiang Ziya asked in surprise.

"Do you know about Dayu's flood control?" Lin Mo didn't answer his question, but asked instead.

Jiang Ziya nodded. Anyone with a bit of culture would know the story of Dayu's flood control.

Lin Mo said: "Did Yu ever pray to heaven?"

Jiang Ziya: "..."

Lin Mo said: "Did Dayu ever believe in fate?"

Jiang Ziya: "..."

"If everything has a number of days, then why would those ancient ancestors work hard and just lie on the ground and wait for the original number of days to come?"

Lin Mo said: "Our current era is all fought by the ancestors of the ancient times. As a disciple of Chanjiao, you must have heard of the war between monsters."

"How many compatriots died before our human race became the master of heaven and earth."

"There is no way out when lying flat, and opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared..."

"When Dayu controlled the water, he gnawed on tree bark, ate carrion, and drank muddy water when there was no food. Do you feel ashamed to shout a few words here?"

"You are not noble. In my eyes, you are not even as good as the peddler opposite." Lin Mo pointed to the hawker selling candied haws, and said, "He is not as talented as you, and he is not as lucky as you. He has a good master. He is not a cultivator, he may just be an ordinary person who can't read big characters."

"But there is one thing you can't compare to him, that is, he has an obsession to live for his family."

"In order to earn more money and provide a better life for his family, he is not afraid of suffering or tiredness, and even humbles his head and throws his face to the ground."

"It's very ordinary, but unfortunately you don't have one." Lin Mo shook his head and sighed, "I can see that you don't value money. To put it mildly, it's called treating money like dung. What a stupid X!"

Jiang Ziya: "???"

"How stupid do you think you are? Money is very vulgar to some monks, but they are monks like your master who are far away from the world of mortals. You are not, because you live in the world of mortals, and you can't live without it just like ordinary people We all obviously live in the world of mortals, money is not everything, but without money it is impossible."

"If you want to live that kind of secluded life, then don't marry a wife, don't come here, just find somewhere deep in the mountains and old forests, no one will care how long you want to live in seclusion."

"For Madam Ma's sake, I will teach you how to sell things today."

As Lin Mo said, he picked up the bamboo basket on the ground. At this time, Lin Mo had to admire Ma Shi for his ingenuity.

What she made was not an ordinary bamboo basket, but a school bag carried by ancient scholars. The scientific name is a box cage.

It is larger and more beautiful than ordinary bamboo baskets, and looks very big.

Of course, most of them are ordinary bamboo baskets, with only a few cages.

It should be sold for the convenience of the style.

However, ordinary bamboo baskets are basically not easy to sell.

Because there are too many people selling.

Along the way, Lin Mo saw several people selling bamboo baskets.

The quality is basically the same.

Pretending to ask about the price first, their prices can be said to be uneven.

That is, the cage may be a little more expensive.

Ordinary bamboo baskets cost ten copper coins, eight copper coins, and even six copper coins...

The price of Jiang Ziya is ten copper coins.

Knowing all this, Lin Mo couldn't help complaining.

The ones sold are more expensive than others, and they don’t know how to yell, so it’s no wonder they can’t be sold.

Does the child who doesn’t know how to cry have milk to drink?

It's not that the quality is worse than others, all the responsibility is on Jiang Ziya.

Properly a stuffy gourd.

Jiang Ziya carried a pile of bamboo baskets on his back, followed Lin Mo and asked, "Really, where are we going?"

Lin Mo replied: "This location is not good, we have to change to another place."

"Don't you see it?"

"The people passing by that area just now are all owners who are not short of money."

"Isn't that right?" Jiang Ziya didn't understand.

If you don't look for rich owners, who can they sell these things to?
"Nonsense, you want face, don't other people want face? Do you think those who are not short of money will lower their bodies to buy bamboo baskets? I'm afraid they won't even look at it." Lin Mo paused, and continued: "Bamboo baskets The target of the supply should be the ordinary people living in the city and the servants working in the rich and powerful families."

Yesterday's wandering was not fruitless.

At least let him know which streets belong to the rich area, which streets belong to the poor area, and which streets belong to the middle area...

Lin and Mo are going to those middle-level districts.

Few people in impoverished areas can afford bamboo baskets, even if they are no more than ten copper coins, they are expensive.

The children of poor families are in charge early.

I can't make complicated bamboo baskets, but simple bamboo baskets are not difficult to make.

In the rich and noble districts, they even look down on this thing.

When he came to a shop that sold bamboo baskets, Lin Mo inquired about the price of the cages, and made a note in his heart.

I don't know how many streets I walked.

Finally, I arrived at a busy street with common clothes.

Coincidentally, not far away is the place where they ate noodles in the morning, and they came back after going around.

When he came to the noodle shop, Lin Mo went in and discussed with the proprietress, and then paid ten cash to allow them to set up a stall in front of the shop all morning.

Not only that, they also discussed other things...

Jiang Ziya opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He lost ten copper coins before he made any money, and he always felt that he was at a disadvantage.

Lin Mo could only chuckle at this, he had calculated that the flow of people in front of the noodle shop was the largest.

If they hadn't come late, all the good places would have been occupied, and ten copper coins would not have been spent.

Check it out, it will be open soon.

In fact, if it wasn't for the lack of money, he would directly spend money to find servants in charge of some officials' homes.

Put some money in the past, it is also to buy bamboo baskets, the other party will definitely choose him first.

This is called sophistication. Lin Mo's focus this time is to make samples for Jiang Ziya, so even if he has money, he doesn't consider this method, because Jiang Ziya absolutely cannot accept it.

Without him, it's just the word "pedantic".

Of course there are other reasons.

For example, although this business can be sold with a high probability, it will earn a little less.

It is a mass production business.

And Ma Shi has only one person, mass production is definitely not an option, and he can only take the elite route.

"Come, come, take a look. A good bamboo basket is not only durable, but also inexpensive. The key is to buy a bamboo basket, and you can get a discount if you go to the noodle shop next door. Don't miss it..."

Sure enough, under the lure of Lin Mo's hard-working yells and discounts from the nearby noodle shop, all the bamboo baskets on the ground were sold out soon.

Even the noodle restaurant, which was a bit deserted after breakfast, suddenly became lively.

(End of this chapter)