Chapter 767

Half a month later, the largest auction house in the imperial capital, Tianlang auction house, was crowded and shouted one after another.

"The seven grade high-level spirit gathering magic weapon, tianlingjie, can increase your aura recovery speed by more than ten times. The starting price is 3 million xuanjing!"

"Four million!"

"Five million!"

"Eight million!"

……

The crowd swarmed one by one, raised their hands and roared, one after another.

Baiyun mountain looked at all this in the backcourt, proudly raised his head, smiled proudly, and asked others, "what's the turnover today?"

"Home Lord, it has exceeded 100 million!"

"Very good. What about that... What about Yang's business? Are they opening today? How's it going now?"

"There are dozens of shops in a row, but there are few!"

Ha ha ha

Hearing this, Baiyun Mountain couldn't help laughing up and his eyes were full of contempt: "I said this boy was just bragging. Fortunately, the Lord specially told me to be careful. What's so careful, a beam skipping clown. I can remember such a small role. I really think highly of him!"

"Yes, master, you manage everything every day. You really don't have to worry about that little person. Hey, hey!" the man around you leaned over and flattered.

On the other hand, in a bustling downtown area, after a crackling burst of firecrackers, Zhuge Shanshan and others began to clean up the debris outside.

As for the inside of the store, even no one came to visit.

Looking at this desolate scene, Zhuge Shanshan couldn't help smiling bitterly and shaking her head: "which string of Yang's brain is wrong? You have to learn from others to do business? But you have to do business step by step. Come step by step and try one first. How can you open more than a dozen at a time, all so deserted?"

"Shanshan, don't say such words. Our young master Yang said that we should make a profit of 30 billion in this month!"

"30 billion? It's good if he can make a profit of 300 Wen copper coins this month, poof!"

He couldn't help laughing. Zhuge Shanshan teased. The rest of the people were cleaning one by one, shaking their heads and laughing.

Suddenly, Yang Feng swaggered over, waved and said, "don't clean, go out and work!"

"Ah? Work? What work?"

Meng Qingdong was puzzled and asked.

Shua!

With a wave of hands raised, a dozen stacks of leaflets were spread on the table.

Meng Qingdong, they picked it up and looked at it. It was clear: "young master, you let us go to the street and distribute leaflets?"

Without speaking, Yang Feng just smiled mysteriously and waved again.

WOW!

A series of crystal clear high-level magic tools covered the table. Looking around, there are thousands of them.

Meng Qingdong's eyes were about to pop out when they saw him and shouted, "young master Yang, where do you get so many high-level magic tools? They are all seven grades! It should be put in the auction house, at least tens of millions, at least millions of xuanjing."

"Military expenses, all military expenses!"

Zhuge Shanshan's eyes lit up and muttered to herself.

Turning over his eyes, Yang Feng smiled and said faintly: "Listen, now go out with this leaflet and magic weapon and give it to beggars or civilians in the street. The poorer the better. But one condition is that those who take our things must wear our things and go to the street to help us distribute 100 leaflets, especially in front of Tianlang auction house, okay?"

"What, send?"

Not surprisingly, everyone present was stunned and stared at him speechless.

After a long time, Meng Qingdong came back to his senses and said hurriedly: "well... Childe Yang, it's too wasteful to give these millions of items to beggars? Don't say goodbye. They probably haven't dreamed of them in their dreams. They don't know the goods at all. Tyranny is really a tyranny, and the loser is not so defeated."

"Who says I'm a loser? I'm a business war!"

"Business war?"

"Yes!"

With a flash in his eyes, Yang Feng stared at the stunned and surprised faces and said proudly, "it seems that it's time to popularize business knowledge for you local leopards. Do you know who decides the commodity price?"

"Seller!"

"Wrong!"

"The object itself!"

"Wrong!"

"That's..."

People were puzzled. Yang Feng grinned: "it's a buyer!"

"Buyer?"

Not from a Leng, people inexplicably so.

In their impression, when they usually buy things, they spend as much money as they sell. They don't know that they are the people who set the price?

If the price is really set by themselves, they are willing to pay a penny for all stores and everything. That's what Confucius said about Datong society.

Looking at their confused appearance, Yang Feng couldn't help laughing and shouted: "All the prices in the world are determined by the relationship between supply and demand. The reason why commodity prices are high is nothing more than that rare things are expensive. The nutritional value of shark's fin and bird's nest is not as good as green vegetables and radishes, but the price is 10000 times higher than green vegetables and radishes because they are too rare. Eating them is a symbol of identity and wealth."

"These high-level magic tools are the same. Why? Because refining is not easy, rare things are more expensive. Can it be said that they usually have expert guards and need these high-level magic tools to protect themselves? It is nothing more than a symbol of identity and status. The relationship between supply and demand determines the commodity price. Its commodity value has far exceeded that of others Its own value. To put it bluntly, these magic weapons are artificially fried! "

Speaking of this, Yang Feng flashed a shrewd light in his eyes and said with a sly smile, "since this thing is artificially fried, we can also fry it."

Fire it?

At this moment, after listening to Yang Feng's great theory on economy and business, everyone present was absorbed, and no one despised the second ancestor who was out of tune on weekdays.

In particular, Zhuge Shanshan, who always treats Yang Feng as a fool, found for the first time that this surnamed Yang was hidden and smart in her heart.

Full of classics, which is beyond the reach of ordinary scholars.

Suddenly, Zhuge Shanshan was stunned.

Without paying attention to the reverent eyes of these uprising generals looking at themselves, Yang Feng folded a fan in his hand and shouted: "Since these high-level magic tools are symbols of status and luxury goods, we will give them to beggars and poor people for free. When those dignitaries and dignitaries swagger in the street wearing what they think is priceless treasures, they suddenly find a passing beggar wearing the same goods. What do you think?"

"Lose your identity and lose face!"

Meng Qingdong blurted out, Yang Feng laughed, pointed to him and said: "On the road, you're right, but you don't have face. When these luxury goods fall from the altar, the Tianlang auction house, which specializes in auctioning these luxury goods, will also fall from the altar of high-end luxury goods and smash to pieces. What about the 300 year old store? I let him close down and don't even have a chance to breathe, hum!"