Tao and Heaven

Chapter 42 Lu Chan
Qianfeng Tower has six floors. Due to the limitations of building technology, the floors get smaller as the floors go up, and there is only one room on the sixth floor.

When Gu Wen walked in, he only smelled a faint fragrance. Yang Shanyu was standing at the side of the door, obviously not intending to invite him in.

In the room with layers of curtains, a lazy voice was heard from behind the screen.

"Mr. Gu is really a talented person. He is always so sharp in business. If I don't tell you, do you know how much profit the Dragon Tiger Pill will make?"

The fifth on the Earth List is the fox fairy Lu Chan in the mirror.

"I dare not call you sir, nor do I dare to speak nonsense."

Gu Wen bowed his head and was alert, but he also knew that this was an opportunity.

He doesn't need to force his way into the circle of those who have entered the secular world, but if there is a suitable opportunity, he doesn't mind fighting for an ecological niche for himself, so that it will be easier for him to buy elixirs and get more information so that he won't be in the dark.

The lazy voice came again: "Linchuan medicinal fruit needs to be bought for ten taels each. It is the main ingredient for refining Dragon Tiger Pills, and five portions are needed. There are many auxiliary ingredients, and the average is five taels per portion. It is known that one portion of Dragon Tiger Pill material requires fifty-five taels, and one furnace has an average of fifteen pills. How much did our Qianfeng Tower earn?"

Are there math questions on the test?
But this pill really makes money, it's increased tenfold.

Gu Wen said without hesitation: "After deducting the cost, the total profit is 695 taels."

"Do you think it's too much?"

"not enough."

“So how do we make more?”

Gu Wen did not answer, but bowed and said: "This is my means of livelihood."

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It is obvious that Qianfenglou's hunger marketing is learned from itself, but it has only learned the basics. Not all products can be sold simply by marketing, and not all products are suitable for marketing.

Dragon and Tiger Pills are mainly aimed at dignitaries who often visit brothels. These people can be said to be the main consumer group of Longqiao Brothels. However, inferior Dragon and Tiger Pills are not much different from ordinary aphrodisiacs. Ordinary people will have problems if they take too much and cannot refine their bodies.

The consumer group is small, their purchasing power is weak, and the prices are not outrageously high.

It seems to be a simple truth to Gu Wen, but it is incomprehensible in ancient society. It is not that people living in this era are stupid, but that objective conditions do not allow it. In the feudal dynasty, if you take too many shortcuts in business, you will be killed by an iron fist. If you make too much money, the scholars will eat it all up.

What makes the most money is power, not business.

No matter how hard Longqiao tries, he can only make a few hundred thousand taels, but the salt and iron business can earn tens of millions taels a year. The income from the farmland and grain is not something that can be described in terms of money.

“Shanyu, take five middle-grade dragon and tiger pills to Mr. Gu.”

"Yes."

As Gu Wen expected, the other party was not stingy with the extra money. Those who only wanted to burn, kill and rob would not come to Longqiao to open a shop. Opening a shop meant that the other party had a tendency to cooperate. Buying and selling itself was a high-level social behavior.

Business is not about making money, but a form of social interaction. Only people of the same nature can gather together.

Gu Wen got the pill and told him what he had just thought, explaining the pros and cons and pointing out the product defects.

The other party asked: "So I should raise the price?"

Gu Wen asked back: "How long can the Dragon Tiger Pill be kept?"

The answer is that the efficacy of the medicine will be lost in one month. No wonder Qianfeng Tower does not sell rare goods. It turns out that they are all short-term goods and it is impossible to stock them.

In other words, these things were meant to be discarded.

In this way, I can take advantage of every opportunity and reap the benefits.

He replied: "Bianjing fifty taels per coin has already created a commodity impression, and the Dragon Tiger Pill cannot be stored, so it is better to sell it directly. If Gu, I will sell it to the south, or even outside Daqian. Bianjing is the richest in the world, but it does not mean that all the wealth in the world is here, and aphrodisiac is what all rich men need."

"Sell it for 500 taels per pill, and let the price become a reason to buy the Dragon Tiger Pill. It will also help boost sales in Bianjing."

Five hundred taels?
Yang Shanyu opened his mouth slightly with surprise on his face. The price had increased tenfold.

There was silence in the room for a long time.

Gu Wen was not sure what the other party was thinking, but he was well aware of the ways of pyramid schemes. If he offered a hundred taels, the other party would believe it and not be tempted to move. But what if it was five hundred taels, or even one thousand taels?
Furthermore, it doesn’t matter whether what is said makes sense or not; what matters is who said it.

"There are tens of millions of wealthy merchants in the South Water and countless fur traders in the North Mo. If you can make a name for yourself, you can earn more than a thousand taels."

The other party asked again: "How to sell it?"

"I am not talented, but I can do it for you."

Gu Wen's true intentions are exposed, and he will be able to embezzle money crazily in the short term.

He was responded with a laughter as clear as wind chimes. As soon as he heard the laughter, a beautiful figure appeared in his mind. She was even more beautiful than Yang Shanyu in front of him, but he couldn't see her face clearly.

Hazy, unknowable, untouchable, yet irresistible.

"Mr. Gu, you help the palace, can you also help me?" As the jade sword moved, the confusion in Gu Wen's eyes disappeared, but he did not take any more actions. Instead, he shook his head repeatedly. He no longer had the shrewdness of the past and was at a loss.

"The water room is the palace's business, and your business of the Dragon Tiger Pill is not in conflict."

Yang Shanyu laughed secretly: You are also a lustful guy, you act like a monk on weekdays.

"But I'm afraid I can't afford the fee."

The voice behind the door was so soft and gentle that it made people's bones go soft.

"Only 10%. No, half is fine. I will pay the rest."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu~"
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midnight.

A figure floated down to Qianfeng Tower. Yu Hua stood in front of the door. The candlelight reflected long tails and a leisurely voice came out.

"Hey, isn't this Sister Yuhua? What brings you here today?"

The two knew each other, but they were not familiar with each other, just nodding acquaintances.

"I'm passing by and will come to see it."

Yu Hua's voice was flat. In fact, she was a little worried, so she came to take a look.

The fox fairies in the realm are good at magic and enchantment. Their magic is like a trickle of water that can penetrate every hole. All sentient beings will inevitably fall into the trap, the only difference is the severity of the symptoms.

Ru Yuhua just thought the other person's voice was nice, but the Daqian champion was completely bewitched. Normally, he looked like an ordinary person, but once Lu Chan opened her mouth, she wished she could take out her heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

The surrounding noise gradually quieted down, and the pleasant voice seemed to be a pair of hands embracing, caressing, and protecting the mood. A little deeper, although nothing was said, it seemed like a confidant, soothing the distress in people's hearts.

The best charm is not to distort people's hearts, but to transform them into the most beautiful imagination in their hearts.

Why does it sound a bit like a male voice?
"Sister, are you here today to ask for medicine for your protector?"

"Why would I come to such a useless person who needs to rely on elixirs to build his Dao?"

Yu Huadao's heart remained unmoved. She pushed open the door and saw the reflection on the screen, which was so delicate and charming, with slender branches and large fruits, which made people imagine a lot.

Going further, across the screen, what comes into view is not a stunningly beautiful woman, but a petite and delicate young girl.

The candlelight elongated her figure, making her look charming on the outside, but inside she was a fierce and aggressive girl.

Not only do they like to lie, they are also fake.

As the saying goes, yin cannot last long alone. The side effect of the Thousand Phoenix Sect's exercises is that one will always remain childish, and the higher the level of cultivation, the younger one will be, until one becomes a True Lord once they are infants.

The second level of the road is pretty good.

Lu Chan watched as the other party passed through the formation she had set up without any obstacles. Her face became a little stiff, and her voice was no longer aggressive. She asked softly, "Then why did Sister Yu Hua come here today?"

Yu Hua asked, "I heard that a top scholar recently gave you a poem."

"It is true." Lu Chan's eyes rolled, and just as Yu Hua expected, she said proudly: "A smile makes all flowers bloom, and a glance makes people shine and energetic. Although it is used to describe me, it should also be worthy of Sister Yu Hua."

She knew Yu Hua's hobby, but he never showed up in public, so there were almost no poems for others to offer to him. He always watched silently like a passerby.

Maybe they look down on it, but who doesn't admire it?

Not needing it doesn’t mean not liking it.

She was responded by a clear and elegant voice.

"The clouds think of my clothes, the flowers think of my face, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen you on the top of a jade mountain, I would have met you at Yaotai under the moon."

Lu Chan opened her eyes slightly, and then gradually became gloomy.

Not only was he inferior, he was completely embarrassed.

Yu Hua smiled, tilted her head and asked, "How do you know someone gave me a poem?"

After reading it, she turned and left, feeling refreshed.

Lu Chan hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Excuse me, sister, who wrote this poem?"

Yu Hua did not answer, but just turned his head and glanced at him. The latter immediately felt like he was facing a great enemy and did not dare to do anything else.

Until her figure disappeared in the vast night, Lu Chan pursed her red lips. She just felt a hint of murderous intent coming from the other party.

He reacted so strongly just by asking for his name. I wonder who he is?
The desire to gossip suddenly arises, but I don't know where to start.

(End of this chapter)