Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 96 The first day of the new store opening

A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are heartbroken?

"Is that Li Taibai's Qingping tune?"

"Oh, if it's this soap, it's worthy of this poem. Isn't it fragrant..."

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“Big opening promotion, all products are [-]% off, the more you buy, the more you earn!”

Zhao He shouted earnestly and invited the woman with extraordinary background in front of him to enter the house, and the clerk in the store also welcomed the customers in.

The two shops on the first floor are connected together. One is soap, specially targeted at high-end customers like the woman in front of me, and the other is soap, prepared for mid- to low-end customers.

After all, the cleaning effect of soap can be seen by everyone, and it has the ability to moisturize and maintain skin, which is also a great attraction for ordinary women.

After entering the room, a scent of fragrance hit her face, and the woman's face showed a hint of joy. She also felt novel when looking at the display cabinets in front of her with different types of soaps.

The soaps in the Ningxiang shop are also divided into three grades. The first grade is made by adding precious fragrance powder on the market and then being carved. Not only does it have extremely beautiful patterns, but the patterns are also engraved with the names of poets from the current and previous dynasties. Quatrains.

The second-grade soaps have simpler patterns and no poems, while the third-grade soaps are soaps that have appeared on the market before.

As expected, this first-class soap quickly attracted women's attention.

"I want everything here!"

A piece of first-class soap cost ten guan. The woman didn't even blink. She seemed to think that the 30 yuan offered by the boss was too little, so she simply said directly: "Wrap all the soaps you have here for me..."

Rich woman...

"I'm so sorry, ma'am. There is a rule in this shop. You can buy no more than two soaps of one kind every day..."

After all, there is no shortage of rich people in Bianjing. Those who can even take over Zhao He's shop are all talented people, and the person in front of him is obviously one of them.

A look of displeasure gradually appeared on her face: "I've never heard of such a rule!"

That's for sure. If you buy them all, how can I make the product more effective? I hope that more people will buy it, which will be enough to promote it!

The subordinate next to her also said coldly: "My master thinks highly of your soap, don't be too shameless, or I'll smash your shop!"

When Zhou Fei saw the movement here, he slowly walked over and stood next to Zhao He. Although his eyes were calm, his aura said, "Dare you try to smash it?"

When the servant saw this, he frowned and took a step forward to take action.

Zhao He smiled and waved his hand and said: "Please do business in a friendly manner. I see that you are not an ordinary person, madam. If the rules of the shop are broken, I am afraid that the business will not be able to continue. Why don't I pick a piece of soap and give it to you for free?" , if you feel satisfied, why not show your favor?"

Hearing this, the woman chuckled twice: "Then take it out and have a look."

Zhao He then took out a piece of red soap, on which was carved a peony, and on the side was a poem "When the cuckoo is in bloom, it is a wonder of heaven."

Zhao He said with a smile: "I think your lady is not an ordinary person. This poem is just right for you. If your lady can be noble and give this opportunity to more people, I think many people will remember your kindness."

The woman took the soap and looked at it for a moment, and there seemed to be light flashing in her eyes.

Obviously, this poem touches on the appreciation points of women. In ancient times, there were not many entertainment projects, especially for women. Reading poetry and playing the piano were one of the few pleasures in daily life.

Zhao He obviously grasped this point, so he did this on the first-class soap.

In fact, soap is soap, but with the addition of these things, the value in the eyes of these women increases, and they are happy to spend the money.The woman chuckled and put away the soap: "You are quite literary, that's all. In that case, I will follow your rules."

"According to your rules, one person can only buy two pieces of this soap at most. The ones behind me are also considered people, right?"

She looked at the seven or eight followers behind her. After all, they were trying to persuade her and even gave her things for free. If she were to be more aggressive, she would probably cause a lot of embarrassment, and she probably wasn't in a good mood either.

Zhao He smiled and nodded: "Of course."

There are not many people with so many retinues like this. After this one left, many women from powerful families poured in. After entering the store, they were surprised at first, and then looked excited. Like the previous woman, they wanted to leave. All the soaps are packed.

For ordinary people, the cheapest soap is only one thousand dollars, and the most expensive one is ten thousand dollars. It is almost impossible to think about it, but it is different for these people, they are rich!

With the previous rules, it will not be a big problem for these people in the future. The store itself is not small, but it is very difficult to move around for a while. There are still three clerks in the store. Zhao He and others Everyone has to go into battle personally.

"Xiao Langjun, I really like this soap, can't I sell more of it?"

"Madam, I understand your feelings very well, but if I spoil my fear by selling too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to see this soap now. I have worked very hard to let everyone buy it!"

The woman covered her mouth and laughed: "You are a good talker, so I will follow your rules."

This kind of explosion has started since the morning publicity session. There is no need to worry about selling the soap here, and the soap is naturally the same over there. A soap with such a miraculous effect for a hundred cents is not a problem for the people of Bianjing, and even It sells more popular than soap.

Relatively speaking, there are more civilians!
This kind of excitement lasted until the closing time in the evening, when a group of customers who had not bought anything today left regretfully, and then it came to an end.

Everyone in the two shops was tired. The door was closed, and even Zhou Fei was so tired that he sat on the ground: "Little Master, this is killing people, how can we stay busy like this?"

"Yes, boss, this is too tiring. If you keep doing this, people will probably die!"

Zhao He chuckled and said, "Aren't you happy about the business? The commission for selling soap is one penny per dollar. The more you sell, the more you make, right?"

After hearing this, several shop assistants also felt comforted: "That being said, but..."

"It doesn't matter if you're tired!"

"You can still come here if you're busy!"

It doesn’t matter if you are busy. If you can make money, all problems won’t be a problem!
The rules of Zhao He's store are that there is only a consistent monthly payment every month, and everything else depends on commission. The total number of soaps and soaps sold in the two stores is divided equally among the clerks, and they can change three or four in a day. Hundreds of dollars.

Of course, this kind of explosion will not last for long. It will enter a stable period in about ten days. By then, it will only be a hundred or so, but this is still a lot.

In one month, the salary is four to five thousand dollars, which is considered a high level in Bianjingdu!

Guo Huai did not sit down to rest, but counted the accounts.

"Here, the first-class soaps with a limited edition price of 200 yuan have all been sold, the second-class soaps with a limited edition price of 400 yuan have all been sold, and there are only a dozen or so third-class soaps with a limited edition price of 600 yuan..."

"The soap sold a total of 680 yuan, with a loss of 27 yuan..."

Hearing this number, Zhao He was not surprised. This was just the inevitable result of the previous campaign in Bianjing. Now Ningxiang is sold in limited quantities to maintain this audience.

In the next few days, this popularity will continue and the profits will increase.

"On the first day of opening of the new store, today's revenue is 940 or [-] cents!"

(End of this chapter)