Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 351: Selling

Lin Wenxuan also advised her: "Don't worry, this soap won't go bad. It's not like it won't go bad tomorrow if it can't be sold today. On the contrary, the longer it's stored, the better the effect may be."

"Is there such a saying?" Not only Luo Yanxing, but even Song Ying became curious.

"Yes, I remember the kind of soap my aunt used to make with lard. After it was dried and cut into pieces, it had to be kept for another month."

"Using lard to make pancreas! This is such a waste!" Luo Yanxing's attention was focused on the lard, and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Song Ying complained to her about the extravagance of these rich people, and then Luo Yanxing took the basket and some pot ash and went out to sell pancreas.

She imitated the peddlers walking around the streets, shouting as she walked, "Selling pancreas! Cheap and good pancreas..."

After she had shouted twice, Aunt Chen from the preserves shop next door called her and said, "What are you selling? I don't understand."

Because Luo Yanxing often came to the clinic, he became familiar with many of the neighbors around him.

Luo Yanxing walked closer with a smile, "Soap, for washing hands, it can clean grease very well! Aunt Chen, do you want to buy one?"

Aunt Chen didn't even ask the price, she just waved her hands and said, "No, no, I'm an old lady, not from a rich family. I don't have the spare money to buy something just to wash my hands!"

Luo Yanxing was not discouraged at all. This was something she had expected. If she were in his shoes, she would not buy soap specifically for washing her hands.

She waved to Auntie Chen and continued to hawk her wares, preparing to go somewhere else. Auntie Chen became curious again, "Yanxing, show me that pancreas. I've lived to this age, and I've never seen such a precious thing."

Madam Jiang, who was passing by, said, "This is not a valuable item at all. It's just something for washing hands. It's sold in the cosmetics shop on East Street."

"Is that so? Three years ago, when my daughter got married, I took her to the cosmetics shop of my employer to buy rouge and powder. I didn't see this thing."

"It's right there. Aunt Chen, you must have seen it but didn't pay attention."

Luo Yanxing quickly took out a round pancreas and handed it to Aunt Chen, "Look, Aunt Chen, this is it."

"This thing looks so white," Aunt Chen said, holding the pancake and looking at it over and over again. "What is it made of? It smells delicious. I want to have a bite."

Luo Yanxing thought to himself, isn’t pig pancreas mixed with soy powder very fragrant?

If you think about it carefully, if there is no wood ash added, it might actually be edible.

Of course, she couldn't tell Aunt Chen about the recipe, so she said vaguely, "After washing your hands, they will smell nice and moisturize. Sister Jiang, do you want to buy one? I'll give you a discount."

I thought that Madam Jiang knew a lot about pancreas and must have used it before, but she refused without hesitation, "Forget it, poor people like us can't afford it. Washing our hands with water is enough."

Luo Yanxing stopped talking and waited for Aunt Chen to finish looking. Then he took the pancreas back and continued to sell it on the street.

For the lower class people, few have heard of pancreas, so many people stopped her to ask about it along the way. Unfortunately, when they heard that it was used for washing hands, they gave up the idea of asking for the price.

After a little thought, Luo Yanxing left West Street and went to South Street and North Street.

The people living in these places were better off than those living in West Street. After asking around and watching Luo Yanxing's trial on site, some of them bought the product, but very few of them, and they were all spherical pancreases that cost 15 cents each.

At 3 p.m., Luo Yanxing returned to the clinic.

Lin Wenxuan, who was in the pharmacy, asked, "How is it? How much did you sell?"

Luo Yanxing did not answer. He walked to the table, picked up the teapot and poured water. He drank three bowls in a row before he felt his thirst was relieved a little.

"I'm dying of thirst. I've been shouting all day and my voice is hoarse!"

Lin Wenxuan just remembered this and quickly grabbed a handful of preserved green plums for her, "Eat this, it will quench your thirst."

After drinking three bowls of water, Luo Yanxing felt very full, but still thirsty. He took the green plums and ate them, and then he felt much better. He said, "Don't mention it. My voice is hoarse from shouting, and my hands are peeling from washing. I only sold 5 pancreases."

Song Ying was writing a prescription in the clinic. He saw her come back through the window. After she finished writing the prescription, she came over to get the medicine. After hearing what she said, she felt it was too little.

Fearing that Luo Yanxing would be discouraged, she comforted him, "Everything is difficult at the beginning. This is only the first day. After the people who bought it today use it and feel it is good, they will take the initiative to introduce it to other people, and slowly more people will buy it.

Besides, it’s much better than selling hair bands before. I can make a net profit of 1 cents for each barb, but I can only make 10 cents for each hair band.”

With this comparison, Luo Yanxing felt much better. When she thought about it again, when they first collected herbs to sell, they only made 1 cent a day.

Today was the first day, but I earned about 50 cents, which is a lot.

Her frustration and disappointment disappeared immediately, and she became more motivated again. "Come on, let's analyze it. I think what you said before is right. This pancreas still needs to be sold to the maids and old women of the wealthy families. Tomorrow I will go to the wealthy families in East Street to sell it!"

Song Ying felt that this was a direction. Since the maids and old women of the Shen Mansion would buy them, even if the local wealthy and powerful people in Jinchuan were not as particular as the servants of the Shen Mansion, the number of people who bought them must be more than that of ordinary families outside!

Unfortunately, most of the maids in the Shen Mansion came from the capital, and they are not familiar with the servants of other powerful families in Qingshui County. In addition, with Aunt Lian around, the Shen Mansion will probably restrict them from making friends with servants from other mansions, and they cannot be expected to make introductions.

"Remember to go to the back door, the servants basically go in and out from the back door. Also, it's best to find young maids, they are more willing to spend money on this." Song Ying said softly, "For the first few people in each mansion, you can take the initiative to ask them for a cheaper price and ask them to help promote it when they go back."

Lin Wenxuan had never done business before and had no experience in this area. He thought for a moment and said, "Don't hawk your wares on the street around a wealthy family like you would in other places. You might get chased away. When you see a maid coming out, just go over and talk to her.

Some families care a lot about peace and quiet. If a host happens to be upset and hears the hawking, he might get angry. It would be a small matter to drive him away. But if he causes trouble because of it, that would be an unprovoked disaster. "

Hearing this, Song Ying also echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, you can't just hawk your wares around these people's houses. Not to mention the owners, some of the powerful managers love to show off their power and bully others..."

Luo Yanxing wrote them down one by one.