A piece of paper

Chapter 1
"Fit?"

The little girl from Huai'an Mansion asked a rhetorical question through her teeth, "How to judge whether it is suitable?"

Want to make a watch?
Or do we need to calculate the points?
Or come to a hexagram and take a look at Feng Shui?

This is difficult to comment on!

The little girl from Huai'an Prefecture's question attracted several customers who were trying to save money to buy rice paper with carved silk and pictures on it.

If a pair of eyes is like a pair of searchlights, then Xian Jin is now like a spokesman attending a press conference.

On Tuesday, the dog's head was still, but his eyes were moving, like a wretched and stable chicken head: He wanted to see how their shopkeeper could improve making money and selling goods to a level that was both cultured and shameless.

Under the spotlight, Xian Jin smiled steadily and started with an unexpected sentence, "Swords are given to heroes, and pink powder is given to beauties. The engraved silk rice paper embodies the hard work of dozens of craftsmen day and night, and it is also the first share of Xuancheng Mansion. Glory, Chen Ji is not willing to treat works poured out of essence and blood casually - and, in the final analysis, agreement is just that you agree with me and I agree with you. The thin wooden stick in your hand has proved Chen Ji's identification with you. .”

Xianjin smiled very standardly, with crooked eyes, revealing eight white and crystal clear teeth. He placed his palms upward in front of the little girl from Huai'an Mansion, "But, just like this girl who came from afar, it's a pity that I have never I see your recognition of Chen Ji.”

Tuesday Dog:? ? ?

Tuesday Dog moved his eyes restrainedly, with a calm look on his face as he had everything under control, and a wave of eight feet high stirred up in his heart - it's so barren to do this in business!

Which seller dares to say to customers, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you agree with my product, so I won't sell it"?
Which one else!If you have the guts, stand up!
Everyone in the world is Taoist, but businessmen are humble.

Why humble?

When he was studying business, Xian Jin seriously thought about why business was a low-level business in the feudal period. He even wrote a paper on this topic. He thought there were two reasons: one was that businessmen did not directly create benefits; Most of them are the intermediary function of second-hand dealers, and they do not personally produce physical products. They are what the literati call "just sit back and enjoy the results" and "not engaged in production";
The second reason is also the main reason for Tuesday's dog storm - most of the business people are Party B. If Party B wants to make profits from Party A, it must have a good attitude, which is what everyone calls "bowing down." If you bend down for a long time, others will naturally It just climbed on top of you.

So the question is, why can the capital of later generations make money while standing?

One is the change in the mentality of people who want to be strong and rich. The other is, of course, it is necessary to do a lot of marketing to the general public!
The smile on Xianjin's face was polite, but his words made the little girl from Huai'an Mansion obviously stunned.

"I agree. I didn't see it. I didn't see my agreement with Chen Ji."

The little girl from Huai'an Prefecture turned into a repeater and fell into the language logic of showing gold. "How can I prove that I agree with Chen Ji?"

Xian Jin lowered his voice and said in a calm and gentle tone, "Don't you just agree with it if you use more of Chen Ji's paper and visit Chen Ji's store more?"

The little girl from Huai'an Mansion thought about it and thought that Xian Jin's words made sense: How do you express that you like something?Isn’t it simply expressed in terms of money?

After the little girl from Huai'an Mansion figured it out, she raised her head suddenly and nodded in agreement, "I agree! I agree! I can agree now!"

Xian Jin smiled, turned around and took out two clean jade tablets from the cupboard with both hands, then turned around to find a few prepared booklets of flowers and birds of the four seasons, then squatted down and held a knife with five pink plum blossoms and sprinkled with gold paper in both hands. , smiled and said, "Whether the jade tablet is used by the girl to write or draw, it is all of the best quality; the booklet is an old brand of Chen Ji, which is very convenient for accounting and note-taking; and this plum blossom is sprinkled with gold. The paper, paired with hairpin flowers in small regular script, looks like a painting from a distance."

Is it enough to agree with these?
The little girl from Huai'an Prefecture tentatively asked, "How much money are these?"

Xian Jin smiled and said, "Less than ten taels." The little girl from Huai'an Mansion asked again, "Then after agreeing with these, can I get the rice paper with carved silk, rays and ray clips?"

There was some surprise on Xianjin's face, and he waved his hands hurriedly, "The two points you mentioned are not directly connected!"

Xian Jin paused and said, "I'm just saying that if you like these goods, I will ask the clerk to package them for you and leave you an address. Once the Kesiwen Ray is shipped, I will immediately arrange for the clerk to deliver it to your door." .”

The little girl from Huai'an Prefecture was excited and waved her hand, "Then wrap it up for me!"

After finishing his boldness, he hesitated again and turned around to ask Xian Jin: "Shopkeeper, how much will we charge for cutting rice paper with silk and inscriptions on it?"

Xian Jin smiled and said, "Less than ten taels."

Such a little money!
I thought it would be comparable to the Kesi Baize that sells for 30 per day!

With such a little recognition, she can get another five hundred copies!
The little girl from Huai'an Prefecture suddenly became more and more excited, "Wrap it up! Wrap it all up for me!"

The little girl's atmosphere was at its peak, with her sleeves raised and her eyes blazing, "Can I still identify with the nine-tailed fox? Or Pixiu?"

Xian Jin: If you accept the rules of this game so quickly, you will be ruined in future generations!

"no."

Xian Jin smiled warmly, and the words he spat out did not sound like those spoken by someone with a body temperature of 37 degrees. "There is no limit to the number of times the exhibits can be bought and sold, but the rice paper sold after the auction is generally only subscribed for one dollar at a time."

The "floating" rules of the game were figured out by everyone within a few days: it was roughly a one-to-one "approval" ratio, which meant that rice paper worth ten taels per dollar required an allocation of ten taels before it could be purchased.

Why do you say it's possible?

Because some people did pay for the distribution of goods, but in the end they did not get the goods they expected.

Of course it's only a minority, one in ten. When I called "Chen Ji" and asked, I got the reply "I'll let you know in advance next time I ship." So I had to give it up - after all, there was no deed signed. Who told you that if you buy a one-to-one package, you will definitely get the engraving and clipping paintings?
It's just because I'm lucky, so I can only hold my nose and admit it myself.

Some people are happy with this set of rules for showing off their money, and of course there are others who refuse to be slaves to hungry marketing.

Mrs. Qu was very dissatisfied with this, ". Simply let go of the shipment. The bamboo curtains are ready-made. Master Gao led Xiao Caocun, and his craftsmanship is also mature. He can produce a hundred knives of paper in one night." The profit is eight taels of silver. If we open the sale, won't we be able to make a lot of money? You are toying with the buyers like this, aren't you afraid that they will simply turn around and leave?"

Xianjin's eyes were focused and his tone was calm, "If you leave, it will only prove that you are not a 'floating' audience."

You can't be a "floating" tap water or a die-hard fan.

Xian Jin paused, curled up the corners of his lips, and said with a smile, "If we don't control the quantity and sell it openly, do you think we can still make a profit of eight taels of silver from a knife of paper?"

Tomorrow, I will simply add some updates.