Chapter 1567： great success

Chapter 1567 Great success

In the early morning, the sky was still very dark, and the dawn had to wait at least half an hour. The Taohuaji barracks was already full of people, and there was a long queue.

The people queuing outside have already lined up from the gate of the Taohuaji school to the nearby Taohuazhuang Village.

The 20 or so people in the front line came to line up last night. Some of them were wrapped in quilts and slept overnight in a sack on the ground. If the conditions were good, they simply set up a small tent.

The people in the back line also came to line up before dawn (this is outside the city, and the curfew is not here), and now some people come to line up from time to time.

As a result, the team became longer and longer, like a giant snake winding for more than 100 meters.

A business-minded family in Taohuazhuang Village got a business opportunity and baked two large pots of scallion pancakes overnight, with a total of eighty sheets. Shredded, mixed with sesame oil and chopped green onion, and cooked a large pot of millet porridge, which was delicious.

After the couple finished cooking and made breakfast, they mobilized a large family, young and old, moved two tables, a dozen or so stools, and all the dishes and chopsticks at home, and set up a stall on the side of the road in the middle of the queue, selling them loudly stand up.

Hot scallion pancakes, bright and delicious pickles, and gurgling millet porridge.

Although it is not delicacies from mountains and seas, it is just ordinary farm food, but for those who lined up in the middle of the night and blew the cold wind in the middle of the night, the temptation is not ordinary, it is quite strong.

The business of the couple is very good, beyond their imagination.

"Come over from that family, bring me two pancakes, put your pickled cabbage on it,

Bring me another bowl of hot porridge. It's freezing cold, but drinking a mouthful of hot porridge will bring you back to life."

"Are there any pancakes left? Bring me another one. Your side dish is good. If you sell it alone, cut a big bowl for me and take it with me when I leave."

"Yuan's family boy, do you still have porridge? Scoop a bowl of thick porridge for me. I'll give you two extra bowls."

People in the line shouted loudly to the couple who set up a temporary stall from time to time. "Oh, okay." "Here we come."

"Thank you for your appreciation, the small menu is sold, of course, sold alone, and a bowl is a gift of 20 Wen."

"Erd, hurry up and scoop the porridge for the uncle, scoop the thick porridge with the spoon at the bottom of the pot."

The husband and wife are so busy that they don’t care about their backs. They don’t have a moment to spare, but the smiles on their faces can’t be hidden.

From setting up the stall to selling out the food, it didn't take long, that is, the effort of a stick of incense.

"I'm sorry, sir, the cakes are gone, the porridge is gone, the side dishes are gone, and nothing." The couple apologized to everyone.

"Hey, I'm not full yet, next time you can cook more." The people in the queue couldn't get enough.

"Yes, yes" when the couple closed the booth, they responded again and again, smiling and promising to do more next time.

After the couple sold out, they went home with smiles from ear to ear. When the family returned home, the couple entered the house and plugged the door.

"Quickly pour it out and count." The wife urged impatiently.

"Hey, why are you so anxious, don't let me catch my breath." The husband laughed and picked up Joe.

"I gave you a face, didn't you!" His wife gave him an annoyed look, then turned around and said, "If you don't fall, I won't watch it."

"Okay, okay, I'm done." The husband gave in, quickly took the bag from his shoulders, and fell on the bed.

Jingling, the sound of copper coins colliding is very pleasant.

The wife turned around a long time ago, looked at the copper coins on the bed with bright eyes, and couldn't wait to count them up.

The husband is not much better, his eyes are also shining, and he is sitting on the bed counting money and having fun.

"One, two, three, four, and six hundred and forty-seven. After such a short period of time, I actually earned six hundred and forty-seven cash. Excluding the cost of rice, flour, oil and firewood, there is at least five hundred cash, which is a full half a tael of silver."

After the wife counted it over and over again, she couldn't help opening her mouth wide in surprise, her eyes flashing golden light. She knew that she had made money a long time ago, but she didn't expect to make so much money, and it was hard to be surprised.

"I asked for pancakes last night, but you still refused to let me in. Fortunately, I have the right idea. Persevere, thank me."

The husband proudly raised his head.

"Okay, man, let's do it well, I will treat you well tonight." The wife looked at him with a happy face.

"Ahem, there's no need to reward me so much, just cook something delicious and let me drink a bowl of wine." The husband waved his hands repeatedly.

"Yes, you can eat as much as you want, and drink as much as you want, and you can work at night when you are full." The wife gave him a hard look, and then couldn't help feeling sorry, " It's a pity, I found out that the Zhejun only sells magic medicine once a month on the first day of every month, and because of the limited take-out, they come to queue overnight, it would be great if the Zhejun sells medicine every day."

Other people in the village learned from the couple. When the couple was selling breakfast, there were also several families rushing to cook pancakes, cook porridge and cut pickles. Not long after the couple closed the stall, they also came out to sell. Although the taste is slightly inferior, the food is also popular, and the business is booming.

While making money, the people in Taohuazhuang Village all felt that it was great to have the Zhejiang Army beside the village.

At last, Chenxi came out, and the gate of the Zhe Army opened under the long-awaited calls of everyone.

"Quickly, the Zhejiang army has opened camp and started selling secret medicine."

The people waiting in line to buy the medicine suddenly became excited, rushing towards the gate.

An officer of the Zhejiang Army commanded his soldiers to maintain order. He shouted to the people: "Don't be in a hurry, don't squeeze, we will come in the order you registered. On the basis of the package, another 500 packages have been added, and a total of 2,500 packages of secret medicines are available for sale. It is still the old rule that everyone buys medicines in a limited amount. This time we have listened to your feedback last time and increased the purchase limit. Quantity, each person is limited to ten packs of secret magic knife and medicine. The last time it was a big bargain for the opening, our Zhejiang army was bleeding heavily and gave everyone a big discount. This time, the original price will be restored, and each pack of money. I also told everyone. Of course, if you think it’s too expensive, you don’t have to buy it. Our Zhejiang Army has always been free to buy and sell, and we will never buy or sell by force. Okay, now I will start counting names according to the sign-in book, and click on the names. before buying medicine."

No one thinks that medicine is expensive, only that medicine is scarce.

The entrance of the gate is full of panic buying, people are waving money to buy medicine

Zhu Pingan watched from a distance in the camp for a while, and the corners of his lips curled up in satisfaction. This scene is very familiar in modern times.

What kind of fruit powder, rice powder.

Thinking of modern times, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but have an evil idea. When the camp is short of money, can he hold a promotional event such as 618, Double Eleven, Double Twelve, etc., and it will definitely be a big deal.

Hunger marketing was a big success.

In one morning, 2,500 packs of the secret knife sore medicine, which had been restored to its original price of 5 cents per pack, were sold out.

Liu Mu and other Zhejiang army officers and soldiers all admire Zhu Pingan's hunger marketing strategy.

(end of this chapter)