Wanjin Lady

Chapter 54 Hunger Marketing
"Girl, give me ten of those discount coupons first!" Someone volunteered, but was rejected by Wen Wan with a smile. "Big brother, I'm sorry, this is our welfare promotion, and each person is limited to two. If you take them all, won't the uncles and uncles who come after you go home empty-handed?"

Oh, and there's a limit of two per person?

Ma Changshun secretly reminded Wen Wan last night, asking her why she had to limit one person to buying two discount coupons?

What did the young master say?

Oh, the young master said something about hunger marketing, and that the coupons you snatched with your own hands are the best.

He didn't understand anyway, so he closed his eyes and became a background figure behind Wen Wan.

"Me, me, me! Give me two of those 20% off coupons!"

"Shopkeeper Wen, I want two jars of platinum-grade cellar wine!"

As he was talking, the people on the street were pushing forward, almost breaking the huge wooden sign in front of the door that said "Big Discounts and Rewards".

Lu Ping and Chen Ma were overjoyed. Following Wen Wan's plan, they stretched a red silk ribbon across the front of the shop to prevent people from being trampled. Chen Ma shouted, "Hey, don't push! Don't push! Everyone gets a share!"

"What an idiot! You're just trying to give me money! The Wen Family Winery won't be able to produce any more wine in the second half of the year. No matter how many discount coupons you buy, you won't be able to use them! You deserve to be ripped off by this little bitch!"

The young man looked anxious, but no one listened to him, so he could only leave in frustration.

Wen Wan quickly signaled Hongmei to follow. When she turned around, she saw that Zhao Heng had disappeared. "Auntie Chen, where is my son-in-law?"

Chen Ma turned around and didn't see Zhao Heng. She asked curiously, "He was just here. Maybe he went to the back mountain to tinker with the training ground?"

The male college students are really active.

That's fine. It's also good to let the Border Collie burn off some energy.

Wen Wan stood back at the counter and took a quick look with her bright eyes. She found that impulse purchases were a minority after all. Many people were standing at the edge of the store with their hands in their pockets watching the fun.

"Oh, what's with the lottery? I don't believe that businessmen would give us money! I don't think anyone will win! It's not that easy to get the money from Shopkeeper Wen!"

"Just wait and see. Even if you win, they'll most likely find all sorts of excuses to stop you from claiming your prize!"

Wen Wan took a look and thought this was not a good idea.

Only a few are willing to pay.

"Sir, please come in!" An Zhongrong, a young boy, volunteered to help. Wearing a special customer service hat, he nimbly moved in, his voice as clear as a lark. "Five-year-old gold-grade wine, four hundred coins a jar. Ten-year-old platinum-grade wine, one ounce and five cents a jar! Fifteen-year-old platinum-grade wine, four ounces of silver a jar!"

The kid waved his hand and continued to shout without any stage fright, "These five-cent coupons are good for 20% off your next purchase! There are two hundred of them, and they're only available while supplies last. First come, first served! Oh, how come half of them are already sold out in the blink of an eye? Customers behind you better hurry up, or they'll be gone soon!"

This kid is very smart and has a good memory. He can remember anything Wenwan tells him once.

Just one sentence made everyone inexplicably nervous!

"What? So fast! Wait a minute, I want to buy one too! Leave two for me!"

"God damn it, how come the discount coupons are sold out in the time it takes me to pay for them?"

The honest and taciturn Ma Changshun hid in the corner, his heart in his throat, his eyes as big as copper bells, staring at the high-quality platinum wine.

He was not good at speaking and did not know how to deal with people. Wen Wan did not make things difficult for him. She asked him to play the role of a waiter like the other guys, but asked him to act flexibly.

Master Ma did not disappoint Wen Wan's expectations. He moved a small stool and sat stealthily in the corner.

The feeling of stealing is very strong.

No wonder he's the ultimate socially awkward person. Master Ma looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure it out; all he knew was that the wine hadn't sold.

He couldn't help it and ran to tell Wen Wan, "Young Master, our coupons are selling fast, but we only sold a few bottles of the three grades of wine in the lottery."

Master Ma said it was urgent.

All that was sold today were coupons, each costing five cents. Even if all 200 of them were sold, the profit would only be a small amount.

The highlight has to be the Bifang wine that goes with the raffle!

Platinum-grade Bifang wine has the highest profit!

The others are just side dishes that go with the Manchu-Han banquet!

"Master Ma, I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet." Wen Wan had already expected that today would not be smooth sailing and had made preparations. After she called An Zhongrong over and whispered to him, the boy's eyes lit up and then he dived into the crowd.

Master Ma was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Wan smiled and asked him, "Master Ma, why do you think they are not very interested in buying aged wine?"

It is not low. Compared with the previous speed of selling one jar of aged wine every one or two months, today's speed is already amazing.

It's just that the winery has too many expenses, and everyone is counting on a comeback today, so Master Ma's tone sounded a little anxious, "They're afraid we won't give them the prize."

"That's right. The prize money for Bifang Liquor is set very high. No one is worried that they won't be the winner. Everyone is just worried that if they win, I won't claim the prize."

Chen Ma started to come up with bad ideas, "Miss, there are still a few jars of old wine left in the backyard. Why don't we write a reward of one or two taels of silver and let that person claim the prize on the spot? That way, everyone will believe us."

Wen Wan suppressed her laughter. “That’s fine. Chen Ma has learned how to operate behind the scenes.”

She glanced at Chen Ma with appreciation and said, "While the words are crude, the logic is sound, and the idea is correct."

As she spoke, Wen Wan had already found a suitable candidate.

It was an old man named Zhou. He came in with his wife and bought the gold-grade cellared Bifang wine.

Old man Zhou’s wife was a famous loudspeaker in Ping County. News like someone’s underwear being stolen could be spread from one end of the alley to the other.

Wen Wan immediately winked at An Zhongrong.

Old Mrs. Zhou was complaining to the old man that he had paid for a jar of aged wine while she wasn't paying attention. The two of them were chattering and were about to start a quarrel in the winery when a big rat suddenly jumped out from the corner and bumped into their arms. Old Man Zhou was so scared that the wine he had just bought fell to the ground with a "clang" and shattered into pieces. The fragrant aroma of the aged wine instantly filled the entire winery.

"Ouch! Which damn monkey is running around? I just bought some wine!"

Old man Zhou’s wife grabbed An Zhongrong and started yelling at him.

This sudden change instantly attracted everyone's attention.

An Zhongrong couldn't break free, but Wen Wan suddenly walked forward, bent down, picked up the brown paper on the ground, and immediately smiled happily, "Oh, Uncle Zhou, you... won first prize!"

"What? First prize? Really?"

At that moment, some people came over, and even the people outside the wine shop heard the noise and stepped in to watch the fun.

"Look, turn over the brown paper sealing this wine jar. There's a four-leaf clover on it. It represents the first prize, and the reward is two hundred coins!"

Yo!
Everyone gasped, and someone with quick calculations immediately shouted, "This is a five-year-old gold-grade cellar. I remember it used to sell for at least five or six hundred coins! Old Zhou, you're incredibly lucky! You got five-year-old wine for only two hundred coins. What a bargain!"

(End of this chapter)