I can see the commodity price curve

Zhang Yue asked Zhan Susu: "Why do you think our plasters are selling so well?"

Zhan Susu looked at him strangely. "You ask me? Aren't you the only one who knows this matter best? After all, it was you who found Mr. Li and promoted Ba Duan Jin wholeheartedly."

Zhang Yue was somewhat helpless: "The reason why I asked Uncle Li to promote Ba Duan Jin is to prevent the side effects of the plaster from causing irreversible damage to people."

"This is just a necessary measure to combat the unexpected and will not have any effect on the sales of the plaster itself."

“Although Ba Duan Jin is a very magical martial art, you can just learn the martial art and not buy the ointment.” The more he talked about it, the weirder it seemed.

In fact, Zhang Yue knew that with his current fame and influence, no matter what he sold, as long as the product's attributes were acceptable, there would definitely be many people willing to buy it.

But this kind of plaster is different. From another perspective, it is purely asking for trouble.

Seeing his confused look, Zhan Susu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Do you want to know?" Zhang Yue nodded.

Zhan Susu said: "It's easy to find out, just do a poll."

"And by doing so, we can not only understand people's motivation for buying our plasters, but also provide good reference opinions for subsequent product adjustments, which is a typical two-birds-with-one-stone approach."

Zhang Yue nodded: "In that case, let's get started!"

Lin Changjiang is an online novel writer. He has loved reading novels since he was a child.

There was even a period of time when I set a record of reading for eighteen hours a day for two consecutive years without interruption.

After he read more, he couldn't help but start writing.

However, unlike those talented contestants, Lin Changjiang is just an ordinary person, and his journey in writing online novels is full of thorns, especially at the beginning.

It was difficult for him to write 2,000 words a day, and no one read what he wrote.

However, because of his passion, he persisted and only after writing two or three million words did he barely lay a solid foundation for his basic skills.

Then, Lin Changjiang suddenly got inspired to write a book, and the book turned out to be much more successful than he had imagined.

As a result, his first month's royalties exceeded ten thousand yuan, and he completed the book after writing two million words, with a total income of over two hundred thousand yuan.

Just when he thought he was about to soar to fame, he unexpectedly began a long career of failure. He wrote five or six books in a row, each one worse than the last.

Forget about earning over 10,000 yuan a month, having 3,000 to 4,000 yuan a month is already very good, and sometimes you can only get by with full attendance.

To the extent that Lin Changjiang was considering whether to quit the industry and go out to work for others to earn money.

Until five months ago, he started a new book, and the data of this book suddenly began to explode, with the collection exceeding 20,000 during the new book period alone.

After the product was put on the shelves, the first order reached 4,000. For laymen, this result might seem ordinary, but Lin Changjiang knew how rare it was.

And as long as he can ensure that the updated content is more than 10,000 words every day, it will not be a problem for him to earn 20,000 yuan a month.

As long as the quality is guaranteed, you might be able to make millions just from this book.

Whether or not I can change my destiny and no longer be in poverty depends entirely on this book.

Lin Changjiang went crazy and ran directly to the store downstairs to buy two boxes of Red Bull, two large cans of coffee, and two packs of cigarettes.

Then I fell into the state of typing. When I felt sleepy, I drank Red Bull. When I was tired, I drank coffee. When I really couldn't muster up the energy, I smoked a cigarette.

So he typed 30,000 words on the first day, 35,000 words on the second day, and 40,000 words on the third day.

However, starting from the fourth day, Lin Changjiang found that his energy began to decline sharply, his physical strength could not keep up at all, and he even suddenly started bleeding from the nose.

He immediately realized that he had been working too hard recently and should take a break. After thinking it over, he decided to reduce the amount of writing.

However, even though the rate has been reduced, he still maintains an update of 10,000 words every day, knowing the importance of this book.

He maintained this state for four months.

Just when Lin Changjiang thought he could continue to hold on, he once again helplessly discovered that there was something wrong with his body, especially his cervical spine, which caused severe pain whenever he moved.

He really wanted to have a good sleep and relax his body, but looking at his grades, Lin Changjiang felt reluctant.

After a period of hard work and updates, his monthly income has exceeded 50,000, and his average income has exceeded 10,000, reaching 15,000.

If we rashly reduce the update rate, all the empire we have built with so much difficulty will be destroyed in an instant.

Just when Lin Changjiang didn't know what to do, he suddenly had an idea and quickly typed on the keyboard with both hands. However, this time he was not writing his own novel, but a post for help:

"Hello, fellow book lovers. I am the author of the book The East Flows Away the Yangtze River."

"I believe everyone has seen the updates during this period. But what you don't know is that in order to maintain this high-intensity update, I put in a lot of effort, which caused problems with my cervical spine."

"But please rest assured, I'm not saying this to take a break. After all, writing novels is my biggest hobby, and I want to use all my efforts to tell this story well."

"So I want to ask everyone, does anyone know which medicine is better for treating cervical spondylosis, especially for people like me who need to sit in front of the computer for a long time and type like crazy?"

"As long as the medicine you recommended is effective, my cervical spine can recover to a certain extent, and the daily update will definitely not be less than 15,000."

"Okay, enough nonsense, please leave a message if you know, and just skip it if you don't know. I love you guys."

After finishing the content, he clicked send, then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. He needed to accumulate some energy to continue writing to make money.

An hour later, Lin Changjiang opened his eyes. After this period of rest, his spirit had recovered a lot.

I opened the author’s backstage and found that many people had left messages for me.

"Dear author, you have indeed updated a lot recently, thank you for your hard work.

I think the author should take a two-day leave to rest. Compared with writing, health is more important. We can wait. "

“Hahahaha, I knew this author wouldn’t be able to hold on for long, now look what’s come true!

As for the so-called cervical spine problem, it's all excuses. You only write 10,000 words a day. People who write 20,000 to 30,000 words have normal cervical spines, and I've never seen them complain, so laziness is laziness." Lin Changjiang read these comments one by one. There were people who cared about him, scolded him, and said he was insincere. There were all kinds of comments.

As a mature online author, he has long been accustomed to these things. After all, readers pay to read your book, and if you don't write well, it's a complete waste of readers' money, so you deserve to be scolded.

As he read on, he was suddenly stunned because a message from a reader caught his attention. The message said:
“Hello, I like your book very much. Like you, I am also a fiction writer, so I encountered the same problem as you.”

"But I solved this problem half a month ago. I'm sharing the method with you for free now because I used a new ointment launched by Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory."

"This plaster is not only incredibly effective, but it is also absolutely customized for online writers like us."

"As long as you use it, it can not only solve cervical problems, but also physical fatigue, allowing you to sit down and write for a long time with full energy. It is a magic tool for online writers."

"Of course, this kind of plaster is not particularly easy to buy now. You can search for the specific method online."

When Lin Changjiang saw this, his first reaction was that the other party was lying to him. He had heard of Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory. This pharmaceutical factory was very good and had produced several miracle drugs.

But I haven’t heard that the other party has a product to treat cervical spondylosis?

The most outrageous thing is that the other party said that this medicine can not only treat cervical spondylosis, but also improve people's health. It is simply a fantasy.

But holding to the principle of believing it is true, Lin Changjiang still took out his mobile phone to search. The next moment he was stunned. It seemed that Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory really had this medicine, and it had received a lot of positive reviews.

But when I think about it carefully, it seems normal. During this period of time, I have been typing except for sleeping, eating, and going to the toilet. I have no energy to care about other things.

Without any hesitation, he immediately prepared to buy it and give it a try. However, Lin Changjiang soon found out that he couldn't buy it online. It was too outrageous.

Fortunately, he was in a good mood and immediately got up and ran to the pharmacy downstairs. Seeing him come in, the salesperson in the pharmacy immediately smiled and said, "Hello, sir, what medicine do you want to buy?"

Lin Changjiang immediately said, "I want to buy the plaster produced by Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory that can treat cervical spondylosis and arthritis. Do you have any here?"

Hearing his words, the clerk immediately shook his head: "I'm sorry, we don't have it here." Lin Changjiang was stunned and looked at the other party with a puzzled look.

This pharmacy is the largest pharmacy within a five-kilometer radius. It can be said that almost any medicine on the market can be bought here, including various products produced by Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory. This pharmacy is also the first to put them on the shelves.

Now the other party actually said that he didn't have the plaster from Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory? He couldn't help but ask, "No? Why? Is this plaster exclusively sold by other pharmacies?" This was the only possibility he could think of.

However, the clerk shook his head and said: “Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory does not have any exclusive agent for this kind of plaster.

As for the fact that our pharmacies don’t have the stock, it’s not because we don’t want to sell it, but because Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory has currently refused to cooperate with all pharmacies.”

Lin Changjiang stared at the other party blankly: "What do you mean?" The other party explained: "It's very simple. You want to buy the plaster from Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory, but you can't buy it in any physical pharmacy in China."

"What? It's not available in domestic physical pharmacies, but I searched online before coming here, and it's not sold on all online e-commerce platforms either." He couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

He had made a lot of money by typing like crazy during this period, so no matter how expensive the plaster was, as long as it was good for his body, he was willing to pay for it. But what if he couldn't buy it directly?
Seeing this, the clerk said, "Sir, don't worry. Although this kind of plaster from Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory is difficult to buy, it is not impossible to buy it. You just need to participate in their promotion."

Lin Changjiang was even more confused: "Participate in their promotion? What kind of promotion?"

"It's like this. During this period, Zhang Yue, the boss of Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory, has been traveling around the country with his sales team."

"Every time they go to a place, they will choose a square to promote their plasters. For details, you can refer to the ones selling fake plasters on TV."

Hearing the clerk's words, Lin Changjiang's expression became extremely strange. He looked at the clerk and said, "Are you kidding me?"

You can't blame him for asking this. What era is it now? Still doing door-to-door sales, and only selling during door-to-door sales. Isn't this pure torture?

The clerk was helpless: "I don't know the specific situation, but according to the official explanation of Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory, although this plaster is very effective, it has very serious side effects."

"And if you want to prevent this side effect, you must practice a kind of Kung Fu called Ba Duan Jin."

"The main purpose of their marketing is to teach people how to practice. Only when you have mastered the skills are you eligible to buy this kind of plaster."

"And you have to sign a purchase agreement with Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory, promising that the plaster you buy from them can only be used by yourself. If you resell it to someone else, all consequences will be borne by the seller himself."

Lin Changjiang was confused by what the other party said. He asked a few more questions, but the clerk knew very little and many of his words were just hearsay.

Finally, he thanked the other party and turned to walk out of the pharmacy.

Soon Lin Changjiang fell into deep thought. He had just inquired about the promotion location of Zhang Yue's sales team. It was 500 kilometers away from here. It would take at least half a day to get there.

But for him, time is the most precious thing, and he doesn't want to interrupt the update of his novel because of this.

In the end, Lin Changjiang decided to go home and write first, and as for buying the ointment, he would find a chance later.

However, when he sat in front of the computer and wrote for half an hour again, his cervical spine began to hurt again, and he felt dizzy and even nauseous.

After struggling to stand up and closing his eyes to rest for about ten minutes, Lin Changjiang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Gritting his teeth, he took out his mobile phone to book a high-speed rail ticket to find Zhang Yue, and then set off with his notebook.

I can use my laptop to type when I am free on the road. Although the efficiency is relatively low, I am forced to reduce the amount of updates for the sake of my health.

Finally, after running around for three hours, he found the promotion site of Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory, which was a square.

When he arrived, the square was already full of people, but Zhang Yue's team had not arrived yet.

Lin Changjiang was not in a hurry. He just found a place to sit, opened his notebook and started typing frantically, and finally finished five thousand words.

After a simple check, I found that there was no problem, so I clicked send. Finally, I left a message to my fellow readers to explain the situation and said that as soon as my cervical spine got better, I would immediately add the other 5,000 words.

As soon as it was done, there was an immediate commotion ahead, and the next moment Lin Changjiang saw Uncle Li who stepped forward on his own initiative.

Half an hour later, he performed a set of Ba Duan Jin according to the method taught by Grandpa Li.

As a result, I was surprised to find that there seemed to be an extra air in my body.

With this energy, his physical condition improved a lot, especially his depressed spirit, which also recovered to a great extent.

"No, this Eight-Section Brocade is too powerful, isn't it?" (End of this chapter)