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Chapter 111: Fengyoujing is launched

help?

Zhu Zhe found this interesting and wondered how he could help Miss Song.

He first asked Song Youan to sit down and talk, then asked curiously, "Miss Song, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Help me find a few people." Song Youan said.

This sentence confused Zhu Zhe. He smiled puzzledly and said, "Looking for someone? Miss, tell me in detail. Who should I help you find?"

Song Youan thought for a moment, organizing his words, before slowly speaking, "In the near future, I plan to sell Fengyoujing (Chinese medicinal essential oil) in front of various academies in Kyoto. The Fengyoujing I'm selling this time is different from the one the young marquis got before. It's not liquid, nor is it packaged in a glass bottle. It's solid, and the overall cost is lower."

"I'm going to sell them for thirty-five cents each."

Zhu Zhe was shocked when he heard this: "Thirty-five cents? That's too cheap!"

Zhu Ling nodded at the side. "Yes, this Fengyoujing has a miraculous effect in refreshing people. It will definitely attract people to buy it. Thirty-five coins is too cheap."

Song Youan smiled lightly and explained calmly, "This thing isn't expensive to begin with. The raw materials used are very common. I also know it will become a common necessity in people's lives. Selling it at too high a price would only diminish its universal nature."

"I turned the liquid into a solid and changed the packaging from glass to iron. My original intention was to lower the price. Fengyoujing is a consumable product. I hope that the people of Dazhao can afford it. Small profits but quick turnover."

Zhu Zhe seemed to understand Song Youan's thoughts and looked at her with more admiration: "Young lady, you have great ideals and don't want this Fengyoujing to become a product exclusively for the rich."

Song Youan shook his head modestly. "Young Marquis, please don't put such a high value on me. I'm just a businessman after all. I want to do business with both the nobles and the common people. Instead of accusing me of being righteous, it's better to say that I'm greedy. I can accept that."

This sentence caused Zhu Zhe to burst out laughing: "I didn't expect Miss Song to be so humorous."

Song Youan continued, "Thirty-five coins each. Young Marquis thinks it's cheap, but it's actually a price most people can afford. If a scholar uses it every day, he'd probably use two or three a month, or even four or five. That would add up to over a hundred coins."

"The backgrounds of the students in each academy are different. Some come from poor families in villages around Kyoto. A hundred or so wen is not a small amount of money for them. There are definitely some who can't afford it."

At this point, Song Youan looked at Zhu Zhe and finally got to the point: "I want the young marquis to arrange these people for me. I will register the academies in the four directions of Kyoto. If there are students willing to help me with the accounting, they can get a box of Fengyoujing (wind oil essence) every day as compensation."

"The number of items sold at the stalls each day is limited, so it won't take up too much of their time. Once they've sold out and closed the stall, their mission is complete."

Zhu Ling couldn't help but exclaimed, "So this is what you were thinking, young lady. Those little beggars helped you set up the stall but they can't count. You can use this method to find a scholar who can't afford the Fengyoujing to help you settle the bill. It's really the best of both worlds."

"Little beggar?" Zhu Zhe was confused again.

Zhu Ling then told Zhu Zhe about Song Youan's story. After listening, his eyes lit up and he looked at Song Youan and exclaimed sincerely: "Miss Song, this method is really wonderful."

"And to be honest, young lady, there are tens of thousands of students in this Kyoto Academy, and many of them come from poor families. Your method is very feasible."

Song Youan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this and asked, "Then would the young marquis be willing to help me do it?"

"Of course. This is a good thing after all. I'll be happy if it's done." Zhu Zhe agreed immediately and assured, "Don't worry, young lady. I'll be out soon."

"I feel really bad for wasting the young marquis's study time. This time I owe you a favor. If you need any service from me in the future, just tell me directly." Song Youan stood up and thanked him.

"Girl, there's no need to be like this. They always say that I'm going to become stupid from reading books all day long and not going out. It's just the right combination of work and rest." Zhu Zhe said with a smile.

Zhu Ling also nodded and smiled: "Don't be polite with my second brother, it's rare that I can use him."

Zhu Zhe did what he said, went back to change his clothes and left the house.

There are dozens of academies of all sizes in Kyoto. It is obviously unrealistic and inefficient for him to visit each one one by one.

The most effective method is to spread the word by word of mouth.

He first went to the "Poetry Contest" where students often gathered to spread the news, and then directly found the core figures of the largest academies in the east, west, south and north to help him spread the matter. Within two days, the full list of registrations was compiled.

The list was filled with names of people. It was obvious that there were many students from poor families in Kyoto.

Zhu Zhe selected thirty people from each of the four stalls in order of registration, and each of them took turns to do the accounting one day. In this way, these people could get a box of Fengyoujing every month. It might not be enough, but there were too many people, so he had to do this for now to give more people the same opportunity.

Song Youan has also been training Yuanbao and others these days.

He explained to them the uses and sales techniques of Fengyoujing. Although these children had never read a book or learned to read, they had good memory and wrote down what Song Youan said.

On the fifth day, the eight children were divided into groups of two and set off pushing the wooden carts ordered by Song Youan. Each team carried 200 boxes of medicated oil.

In the four directions of east, west, south and north, stalls were set up at the gates of the most famous academies in their respective directions, and the scholars in charge of accounting on the first day were already waiting there.

Students from various academies had already received the news that the Fengyoujing stall would be opening today, and had been waiting there since early morning.

Because it was the first day, Song Youan followed Yuanbao and Caicai to the "Shanghe Academy" in the north. The entrance of the academy was crowded with people, blocking the main street in front of the entrance.

There was a commercial sail hanging on the cart with "Yuanshi Cooling Cream" written on the canvas. As soon as they showed their heads, they were surrounded by enthusiastic scholars.

Cai Cai was timid and was frightened, so she hid behind Song Youan.

Yuanbao was the more pragmatic one. He remembered his sister had told him that he must maintain order in the stall, otherwise the more chaotic it was, the easier it would be to make mistakes.

He yelled, "Don't push, everyone line up, or we won't sell it!"

As soon as they heard that the sale was stopped, the chaotic crowd began to spontaneously seek order and lined up one after another. The tail of the line was so long that it stretched all the way to the next street intersection, and there was no end in sight.

Once the queue was lined up, the streets that had been originally congested due to chaos returned to normal.

Song Youan looked at Yuanbao with an appreciative smile, hoping that Yuanshun and the others could do as well as Yuanbao.