Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Although Zhang Jintao had a disdainful face, she still couldn't resist Aimi's mood. She pretended to sniff it reluctantly, and she couldn't pretend after she smelled it.

This is a fragrance that she has never smelled before. It is elegant and reveals a hint of sweet fragrance, which is very refreshing and makes people linger and forget to return.

"Not bad." Zhang Renshan leaned over and made an appraisal.

Zhang Jintao twitched her lips, and said stubbornly, "It's just so-so."

Smelling the fragrance, he ignored it, turned around and fetched another incense: "Young Master Zhang, you can try this Late Tang Dream."

"Dream of the Late Tang Dynasty? The name is interesting." Zhang Renshan took the wooden box and savored it carefully.

Late Tang Meng is a kind of charming and intoxicating fragrance, soft and pleasant, often reminiscent of red sleeves adding fragrance and nephrite jade.

"It smells so good." Zhang Renshan was so calm, "I like it, bring me ten boxes."

Zhang Jintao was very dissatisfied with Zhang Renshan's reverse operation, and immediately widened her eyes and said coquettishly: "Second brother!"

Zhang Renshan is obviously accustomed to his sister's unreasonable troubles and is comfortable with them: "Sister, if you don't like it, don't."

"My lord is right. It's fine if Ms. Zhang doesn't like Huajian Wan. After all, it's not suitable for everyone." Wen Xiang decided to retreat.

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm not suitable? Am I not worthy?" Zhang Jintao was on fire.

"Miss Zhang misunderstood. What I mean is that each kind of incense has its own unique fragrance. Only when you smell it happily is the most suitable for you. Don't force it."

"I'm quite happy, I'm not forcing it at all." Zhang Jintao didn't realize that he was slapping himself in the mouth.

"Since Miss is happy, do you want to buy it?" Wen Xiang pushed forward step by step.

Zhang Jintao showed hesitation. She wanted to buy it very much, but she didn't want to make Wen Xiang happy, so she was very hesitant.

Seeing this, Wen Xiang immediately added fire: "This Huajian Wan is quite expensive. If Miss likes it, you should buy a box first and try it out."

Buying only one box of incense is obviously not in line with Zhang Jintao's local tyrant personality, she immediately shouted: "Why buy one box, I want ten boxes too."

"Okay, please sit down, both of you, please wait a moment." Wen Xiang cheerfully led the two rich men to sit in front of the tea table, and sipped a sip of scented tea by the way.

For this kind of local tyrant who placed an order without asking the price, in order to avoid the other party's remorse, Wen Xiang quickly packed ten tubes of Wan Tang Meng and Hua Jian Wan and sent them to the young master and young lady respectively, and then said a price that both of them were staring at. :
"One tube of incense is five taels of silver, and twenty tubes add up to 100 taels."

Before the Zhang brothers and sisters jumped their feet, she added:
"However, now is the big bargaining period for the opening of our store. If you buy twenty tubes of incense, you can enjoy the wholesale price. Each tube is two taels of silver. For the sake of acquaintances, I will give you a 36% discount. Shenghui [-] taels .”

The brothers and sisters of the Zhang family calculated the accounts silently in their hearts. Originally, they had to pay 100 taels, but the discount was reduced to 36 taels.

The matter could have had a perfect ending, but Zhang Jintao deserved to be Zhang Jintao, and before she left, she had to make a fuss: "And that peony flower, I also bought it."

"Miss Zhang, peonies are not for sale."

Zhang Jintao didn't like to hear these words, and she would get angry if she raised her eyebrows.

Wen Xiang continued: "If Miss really likes it, she can naturally sell it, but I heard from the owner that he spent 50 taels of silver on this peony."

50 two?
The brothers and sisters of the Zhang family were stunned, even local tyrants like the Zhang family had to weigh whether it was worth it, let alone only paid 36 taels of silver, and now they didn't have much money.

Now it's all right, Zhang Jintao was lifted into the air, he couldn't get up and down, it was very uncomfortable, the joy of making a big deal just now disappeared, and finally he had to leave angrily.

Congratulations to our heroine, Comrade Wen Xiang, she successfully pulled a wave of hatred, scattered flowers, and dismissed the meeting.

After the group of people had left, Tusun ran out from the corner of the counter, stared at Wen Xiang, and said, "Wen Xiang, you are so good, you sold twenty boxes at once."

"Tusun, what are you doing hiding behind the counter?"

"No, I haven't." Tusun waved his hands again and again, stepped back step by step, and finally had to admit, "I'm just—a little afraid of those young ladies."

"What are you afraid of? You are not afraid of snakes for you, but you are afraid of them?"

The poor people at the bottom have a natural sense of fear for the upper class. As the bottom of the bottom, Tusun is unavoidable to show a little hip.

Wen Xiang was mentally prepared for Tusun's performance of pulling his hips in fear of princes and relatives, but——
"Tusun, since we are salesmen now, we have to show the quality of the service industry. This customer is here, you can't hide in the corner."

"It doesn't matter whether he is a high-ranking official or an ordinary person, he is a customer when he comes to the door. He must be polite and warmly received. Let's neither underestimate ourselves nor be arrogant."

"Remember, our goal is to sell the goods to the customer as best as possible."

Wen Xiang pulled Tusun to give him an opportunity, and by the way, he broke up and smashed the strategy of fooling the Zhang brothers and sisters just now, and explained it in detail, which made Tusun stunned.

It was also in the afternoon of this day that Wen Xiang, who had been waiting for a long time, finally came to the door.

"Pomegranate, you are here, come on, please come in."

The visitor is the long-awaited pomegranate that Wenxiang has been longing for.

Dear judges, I don’t know if you still remember, Shiliu is Zhang Wan’er’s personal girl, and she is currently accompanying Zhang Wan’er to practice Taoism in Changqing Temple.

When Wen Xiang met Zhang Wan'er last time, the two agreed that Pomegranate would come to her door to "explore the fragrance", and now, it can be counted as coming.

"Miss Wenxiang, Wanan."

"Wan'an, Wan'an, you too, Wan'an, how is Miss Wan'er?"

"Miss is very nice, you specially asked me to greet the girl."

"Okay, your lady is polite, sit down, pomegranate, drink a cup of scented tea to moisten your throat first."

The pomegranate customer did whatever he wanted, and while drinking scented tea, he looked curiously at the elegant and novel furnishings in the shop: "Girl, it's really amazing, you opened this shop?"

"Hehe, how should I put it, I'm just a handyman." Wen Xiang said haha, "Come on, let me introduce these types of incense to you."

Although Shiliu is a maid, after all, she lives in an official's family and serves the daughter of an official's family, so she still has some basic appreciation and eyesight.

The several types of incense that Wen Xiang introduced to her were all new to her. Just hearing the name was awesome, not to mention the smell was very pleasant.

Pomegranate suddenly felt a little moved. In fact, before coming, the lady had already told herself that she had to buy a few boxes of incense to go back. Now it was just a matter of going along with the flow.

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