God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 820 Sales Genius

Everyone turned their heads and saw that there was an endless stream of people coming to offer incense, obviously much more than yesterday.

A few combs can make such a big change in Chanjue Temple, many people can't figure it out.

After hearing Fa Mang finish speaking, Du He shook his head: "Master Fa Mang, this is not enough!"

"Not enough?" Fa Mang was taken aback, "Please tell the Bodhisattva!"

"My young master, today, I will show you the way. Yesterday's comb was just a good example. Today's comb is the real good one." Du He said with a smile.

After speaking, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the old horse took out a comb and handed it to Fa Mang.

Fa Mang took a closer look. At first glance, there was not much difference between this comb and the one he bought yesterday. The workmanship was just as rough. However, there were words engraved on both sides of the comb, which read: Exclusive souvenirs for pilgrims of Chanjue Temple.

Exclusive?

souvenir?
What are these things?
Fa Mang and the people around him were stunned.

Du He explained: "Master Famang, from today onwards, you put this comb behind the door and tell everyone that anyone who has used this comb can spend 110 Wen to take it away as a souvenir. , It is a little wish of the Buddha to save all living beings. Since then, I guarantee that the incense of your Chanjue Temple will be even more prosperous... This comb is still sold to you for a hundred cents, and today the young master brought you a hundred coins. Give it all to you."

Originally, when Fa Mang heard this idea, his eyes lit up, but he was stunned when he heard that there were one hundred coins, and there were still one hundred.

One hundred sticks, that's ten pennies.

This is no small sum.

He made a haha: "Thank you Bodhisattva for your guidance, please sit down for a while, and I will send someone to fetch the money."

With that said, Fa Mang graciously asked the box to be removed.

He hurriedly chased him out, took the little monk's hand, and ordered: "Hurry up and change this comb, and tell them that anyone who has used it can spend 110 Wen to take the comb away, and see how it works!"

"Yes, abbot!"

Fa Mang turned around and went back to the house, having a happy chat with Du He.

He found that when the young man was talking, he would inadvertently come up with some sentences full of Buddhist principles, and he was very happy in his heart.

Not long after, someone came to him, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Abbot, in just a short while, five people have already bought combs, and we made fifty cents."

Fa Mang's eyes glowed.

This is big business!

He immediately ran to Du He and said, "Bodhisattva, you are the great benefactor of my Chanjue Temple. However, the poor monk feels that these hundred combs are not enough. I hope the Bodhisattva can sell some more combs to Han Temple." ,what do you think?"

Standing behind Du He, Fang Yiai was shocked.

This man is probably a fool.

Buying a hundred is not enough, do you want to buy more?
Du He said: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, and saving sentient beings is also a tiring task. How about this young master supplying combs to Chanjue Temple every month?"

"Okay, okay...it couldn't be better!" Fa Mang was so happy.

"Abbot, empty words have no proof, how about we make a written proof?"

"Good! What the Bodhisattva said is very true."

As he said that, Du He drew up a document, and he and Fa Mang wrote down their names and pressed their fingerprints.

Fa Mang picked up his share and took a look, only to see that the handwriting was flying like a phoenix, with a free and elegant beauty, but unfortunately, even if he couldn't tell what the words were, he didn't dare to ask, and asked people to put them away carefully.

According to written regulations, in the future, all the combs needed by Chanjue Temple will be provided by Du He, and the price will increase by [-]% every year.

All are happy.

Afterwards, Du He took his leave and left.

After Du He left, Fa Mang realized that he forgot to ask for his name.

But when he looked back and heard that more than a dozen of these combs had been sold in just a short while, he immediately burst into joy.

……

On the way down the mountain, Fang Yiai and Du He rode side by side.

Fang Yiai couldn't help asking: "Du He, are you really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva?"

"What do you think?" Du He asked back.

Fang Yiai thought about it seriously, then shook her head: "No, but why does Famang trust you so much? He also claims that you are a Bodhisattva and treats you so respectfully?"

"There are no bodhisattvas in this world, I'm afraid Famang himself doesn't believe in it."

"But……"

Du He smiled and explained: "It's all business. This Chanjue Temple looks very big, but it has not been repaired for many years. There are fewer and fewer people who come to offer incense and worship Buddha. A comb costs ten cents. , For Chanjue Temple, it is a big business... So, don't care if I am a Bodhisattva, if I can make Chanjue Temple make money, I am!"

Fang Yiai suddenly realized.

After a long while, he suddenly said: "I see, the purpose of selling things is to let the other party come to buy them on their own initiative, instead of asking me to take the initiative to sell them, Du He, you have been educated."

Before, Fang Yiai sneered at Du He.

He felt that this swindler asked him to sell the comb to the monk, and he was looking for death, but Du He told him with his actions that this was not looking for death, this was the charm of sales.

At this moment, he was convinced.

Du He glanced at Fang Yiai in surprise: "Mr. Fang, I said before that you are a real sales genius. You have the sales gene in you. As long as you work hard, you will be the sales genius in the future. Tell me, you can ?"

Fang Yiai nodded, and said confidently, "I can!"

"Okay, I am optimistic about you, just in time, I have a cheat book for you!"

Du He took out a booklet from his pocket and handed it to Fang Yiai.

Fang Yiai took it, and saw a few large characters written on the cover: A Complete Collection of Eloquence Training Methods.

He was trembling with excitement, and said solemnly: "Du He, I will definitely not let you down."

After that, he flattered his horse and walked forward alone.

Ma Zhou smacked his lips and said, "Mr. Jun, is Mr. Fang really a genius?"

"I do not know……"

Ma Zhou was taken aback, "Then you just said that he is a genius?"

"Find something for him to do, it's better than eating and drinking for free in the county government. However, if this guy can become a sales genius, it's not bad!" Du He said with a smile.

Ma Zhou: "..."

……

Fang Yiai is a rigid-minded person.

For example, he used to claim to be the prince's disciple, and the prince had a feud with Du He, so he wanted to vent his anger on the prince and make Du He look good, but he always suffered from no chance.

Later, the prince suddenly disappeared in Hu County.

He lost his backbone at once, so he went to seek refuge with Chang Sun Chong, followed Chang Sun Chong to open the Chang'an pig farm, and invested a lot of money in it. Who knew that when he was about to make money, he was suddenly led astray by Chang Sun Chong and used fake pork. Li Xiaogong, king of Hejian County, was almost poisoned to death, and his official position in the court was lost in one fell swoop.

After that, he was beaten up by Fang Xuanling and rushed to Hu County.

After going through all kinds of things, he suddenly had no purpose in life, and no one told him what to do.

He was dumbfounded at once.

Until Du He told him that he was the future sales genius.

He returned to the county government office, pondered all night, and felt that what Du He said was right, what is a person like this young master, if he is not a genius?
……

(Thank you [Smart Little White Tiger] brother for the 15 diamonds, thank you Western Zhou!)
(End of this chapter)