I can see the commodity price curve

Zhang Yue said as he handed a box of plaster to Lin Changjiang: "Here, this is our plaster."

Lin Changjiang quickly took it.

The next moment, he looked at the plaster in his hand and asked with a puzzled look: "Boss Zhang, can I ask you a question?"

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Of course. Just ask whatever you want to ask."

Lin Changjiang said: "To be honest, I am an online novel writer. Because I sit and write for a long time, my cervical spine has problems.

Then I asked my book friends for a solution, and they recommended your ointment to me.

As a result, I searched for a long time online and went to several physical stores, but found that they were all out of stock.

Only one clerk told me that if I wanted to buy your plaster, I could only come here.

Then I came, and although it made me very happy to meet you in person, especially since it allowed me to earn an extra $100,000.

But I still want to ask, why don’t you sell this kind of plaster online or in physical stores, and only allow it to be purchased here? "

Hearing his words, Zhang Yue smiled slightly: "As for this, you will understand it after trying it yourself."

Lin Changjiang was stunned. Although he felt a little strange, he nodded. He tore off the plaster and applied it to his neck as Zhang Yue said.

The next moment, a special coolness surged into his heart, and Lin Changjiang's eyes lit up.

No wonder his book friend strongly recommended this plaster to him. In order to treat his cervical vertebra, Lin Changjiang has used all the plasters on the market, but other plasters cannot compare with this one.

It is worthy of being called Guoyue Pharmaceutical Factory, and it is not just a name.

Soon, he became confused again. Such a good plaster could be put on the market. He believed that its sales would definitely surpass those of other similar competing products and become the undisputed king.

Unexpectedly, just as he thought this, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and the next moment his body began to twitch uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Lin Changjiang reacted quickly and returned to normal after a while.

He looked at Zhang Yue, his face full of lingering fear: "So that's how it is. I understand."

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "I'm glad you understand. I have no choice but to do this. Otherwise, do you think I'm stupid for putting so much effort into promotion?"

Lin Changjiang nodded and said to Zhang Yue, "In that case, I'll buy one that costs one thousand yuan."

Hearing Lin Changjiang's words, Zhang Yue was stunned: "How much do you want to buy?"

Lin Changjiang said: "It's one thousand yuan, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yue's expression suddenly became strange. His plasters cost five yuan each, and generally speaking, one hundred yuan was already a lot for one person.

After all, Zhang Yue has a requirement that no matter who buys the plaster, it can only be used by themselves, and after experiencing the side effects of this plaster, everyone will abide by the agreement.

But the other party bought one thousand tickets at a time, and it was hard for Zhang Yue not to suspect that the other party had other purposes.

He said to Lin Changjiang: "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I can't sell you all of these plasters."

Lin Changjiang was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Why? Is it because your plaster is not enough?"

Zhang Yue shook his head and spoke out what was in his heart.

Lin Changjiang immediately laughed and said, "Boss Zhang, you misunderstood. I bought this plaster for my own use, and one thousand yuan may seem like a lot, but it may not be enough for me."

Zhang Yue was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Lin Changjiang said: "In addition to treating cervical spondylosis, your plaster has another use, which is that it helps in the practice of Ba Duan Jin."

Zhang Yue was stunned. He was well aware of the characteristics of the plasters he produced.

The problem is, this kind of help is usually only effective when the side effects of the plaster occur.

As long as the side effects occur, the person applying the plaster will have to endure pain that is unimaginable for ordinary people, so even if it can help people practice Ba Duan Jin, it is still not worth the loss.

Zhang Yue asked the doubts in his mind.

Lin Changjiang laughed and said, "Boss Zhang, you misunderstood. Yes, if the side effects of the plaster occur, it can indeed greatly improve the progress of Ba Duan Jin's practice.

But it is also helpful to stick it on the cervical vertebrae at other times. Although the effect of this help is not obvious, because it lasts for a long time, as long as you stick to it, the effect is better than the simple onset of side effects.

This is why I want to buy more. First, it can treat my cervical spine. Second, it can help me practice Ba Duan Jin and improve my physical fitness. Third, it can change my behavior habits through side effects. It’s like killing three birds with one stone. It’s really great.”

Zhang Yue nodded: "So that's how it is. I understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man next to him said in surprise, "Boss Zhang, your plaster has three effects that everyone who has used it knows, but you don't understand it?"

Zhang Yue was stunned: "Wait, what did you say? Everyone knows the three effects of this plaster? Impossible?"

The other party was stunned for a moment: "How can it be impossible? Such an obvious thing can be seen at a glance, okay? Especially this kind of plaster can increase the speed of practicing Ba Duan Jin, it is simply a magical tool."

Zhang Yue was completely stunned. "What are you talking about? Even you can feel that applying the plaster can increase the speed of practicing Ba Duan Jin? That's impossible."

He was really surprised, because he always thought that only a genius like Lin Changjiang could feel that applying the plaster could increase the speed of practicing Eight Section Brocade.

I didn't expect that ordinary people could do the same, so why don't I feel anything?

He spoke out what was in his heart, and now the person who was surprised was Zhan Susu.

Zhan Susu looked shocked: "No way, you really can't feel it?"

Zhang Yue nodded: "Nonsense, if I could feel it, I would have told you a long time ago."

Then the two looked at each other, and Zhang Yue instantly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding.

In particular, he has always wondered why his plaster has such serious side effects, but people are still buying it crazily. If it is true as Lin Changjiang and Zhan Susu said, everything will be natural.

But the question is why can't I feel it?
If he is like Uncle Li, born with dull aptitude and simply unable to practice Quick Eight-Section Brocade, then so be it.

But with Zhang Yue's talent, apart from Lin Changjiang, no one has ever seen anyone stronger than him. His cultivation speed is even more than ten times that of ordinary people.

He couldn't accept the fact that he, who was so outstanding, couldn't use this ointment.

Zhan Susu looked at Zhang Yue and immediately smiled and said, "You're fine, don't be sad. Even if you can't use this plaster to practice Ba Duan Jin, your speed is faster than others. If you can still use the plaster, then others don't have to live."

Zhang Yue smiled embarrassedly, then felt a little dissatisfied.

He looked at Lin Changjiang: "Since I can't use it, why can he use it?"

Zhan Susu said helplessly: "Nonsense, he is a super genius that is rarely seen in ten thousand years, how can you compare with him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Changjiang immediately said, "Wait, I need to correct something. Boss Zhang Yue is a super genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years, and I am definitely not one of them."

Zhang Yue looked at him with a strange expression: "Really? Then why are you practicing faster than me?" Lin Changjiang smiled slightly: "It's simple, because I am a super genius that is rarely seen in a million years."

Zhang Yue suddenly didn't want to talk to the other party anymore.

After some jokes, Zhan Susu asked Zhang Yue: "Since you made a misjudgment before, do we need to change the way we promote our plaster?"

Zhang Yue nodded immediately: "Of course I have to change it. Because I didn't know the reason before, I had a big misunderstanding, that is, my plaster has half advantages and half disadvantages.

Because of this, I have never dared to promote it on a large scale, especially because the side effects are too great and it is very easy to be dangerous.

But now it’s different, because I can change my thinking and use plaster and Ba Duan Jin as a complementary combination.

The way of promotion is no longer that their plaster can treat cervical vertebrae, but that it is an auxiliary method of practicing Ba Duan Jin.

Let Uncle Li teach everyone how to practice Ba Duan Jin. After it is mastered, the plaster can be used as an auxiliary means of practicing Ba Duan Jin and promoted in all aspects.

In this way, everyone is going for this function, and no one will use this plaster to treat their cervical vertebrae without practicing Ba Duan Jin.

In this way, my sales method does not have to be limited to door-to-door sales, but can be sold directly online and in pharmacies.

As for its ability to treat cervical spondylosis and arthritis, that is just a side effect.”

The more Zhang Yue thought about it, the more it made sense and he couldn't help laughing.

He suddenly looked at Lin Changjiang: "Mr. Lin, I want to cooperate with you, do you have any intention?"

Lin Changjiang was stunned: "How to cooperate?"

Zhang Yue smiled and said, “It’s very simple. I plan to promote Ba Duan Jin in all aspects, but to achieve better results, I need a master to demonstrate the power of Ba Duan Jin.

Originally, I was supposed to do this job, but I'm usually busy and don't have much time. You've surpassed me in this area, so it's perfect for you to replace me."

Lin Changjiang looked embarrassed: "Boss Zhang, I'm sorry, I have my own business, and the reason why I can come here today has reduced the update of the novel.

Now that I have bought your plaster, I am ready to go back and continue writing.

Especially now that this book is doing well, I have to spend a lot of time on it. If I miss this book, no one knows what the next one will be like.”

Zhang Yue looked at him: "Really? I wonder how much money you can make from writing this book?"

Lin Changjiang smiled instantly: "My current income is 50,000 yuan a month, and the performance of this book is still rising, it may be 60,000 yuan next month.

As long as I don't mess up, it's not impossible to earn more than 100,000 yuan a month. I have calculated that as long as I take this book seriously, it should bring me nearly 2 million yuan in income. "

Zhang Yue immediately gave him a thumbs up: "Not bad, Mr. Lin.

Since you are so frank, I will tell you the truth. I don’t mean to ask you to give up your personal hobby. Since you like writing novels, then continue writing.

But writing novels doesn't seem to conflict with our cooperation. I ask you to demonstrate the power of Ba Duan Jin. It will take up to one hour a day. You can allocate the rest of your time freely.

As for the reward, you get the same as Mr. Li, so what? "

Lin Changjiang looked at Uncle Li with a puzzled look on his face: "Hello, Uncle, how much money can you make in a day now?"

Uncle Li smiled and said, "Not too much, about 7,000 to 8,000 a day."

Lin Changjiang's expression froze instantly. Can he really earn 7,000 or 8,000 yuan a day?
You have to know that he only makes one or two thousand yuan a day by sitting in front of the computer and typing. Even if his income from that book increases with the number of times he publishes it, it will be difficult to exceed five thousand.

Here you can earn seven or eight thousand a day. Anyone who is not stupid can tell which is good and which is bad. What's more, writing a novel takes at least ten hours a day, but here you can finish it in half an hour at most.

Lin Changjiang was instantly tempted. Although being a demonstrator for Zhang Yue's Ba Duan Jin was not a stable job, would writing novels be stable? Not necessarily.

He has failed for so many years and he knows very well that writing novels is even more unreliable than this.

After all, if he followed Zhang Yue to demonstrate the Eight Section Brocade, even if he lost his job in the future, he could still open a martial arts school or something with the fame he gained and the Eight Section Brocade he had mastered.

After all, I have real skills, so naturally there are people willing to learn from me.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Changjiang nodded and said to Zhang Yue: "In this case, I will follow you, Boss Zhang. Please take care of me."

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Don't worry. My greatest strength is my loyalty. As long as you help me, I can't guarantee anything else, but I will definitely make you more money than you can spend."

This time, Uncle Li’s teaching lasted for two hours. When he announced the end, many people were still reluctant to leave.

However, Uncle Li, who had already gotten used to it, chose to leave without hesitation.

It’s not that he didn’t want to teach again, but after he taught it once, these people had already learned it.

They were reluctant to leave, mainly because they wanted to feel the atmosphere on the scene and learn more good things from Uncle Li.

Lin Changjiang had already promised Zhang Yue, so he chose to stay.

As for the place where he used to live, it was a house he rented, and except for a computer, everything else in it was worthless.

After two days of adapting to the environment here, you can go back and take the computer away.

In the evening, he opened his notebook again and started typing.

Soon, Lin Changjiang was pleasantly surprised to find that his thinking was now much smoother than before, and many things that he had not been able to understand were now understood.

Even his typing speed has increased. He used to be able to write only 2,000 words in an hour, but now he can easily write 4,000 words.

And because he practiced Ba Duan Jin, he was able to code for three hours straight without feeling tired. If it were in the past, he would have had to rest for even an hour, let alone three hours.

When it was twelve o'clock in the evening, Lin Changjiang was surprised to find that he had actually written 15,000 words.

That's more words than he used to type in a day. So is this a blessing in disguise?
After a quick check, he chose to upload it.

As a result, just five minutes later, a book friend left a message:

"Hey, didn't you take half a day off today? Why are you updating again?"

"That's right, and this chapter has 15,000 words. Do you want to stop having your cervical spine?"

"The author should rest more. After all, health is the most important thing, and only with a healthy body can you write more."

Everyone was talking to each other, and their tone was full of concern.

This touched Lin Changjiang deeply. You know, for other authors, if you don’t write well, you will inevitably be criticized.

Lin Changjiang's readers are much better in this regard. At least they use more gentle words when scolding him.

Well, Lin Changjiang laid his cards on the table. The reason why he was not scolded today was mainly because he updated a large number of words.

The quality is also above standard, and readers are happy to read it and naturally give it high praise. (End of this chapter)