Chapter 63 I have a well

"Yes! I'll go wash now, and then wash now. Brother Zhang, don't be afraid of them. Whoever dares to mess with you, I'll shoot him out of his brain!" Guo angrily grinned, walked around Zhang Qian, and walked in the door staggeringly. That look was ten times more proud than being praised.

Butler Cui immediately took a few clever servants to wash and change clothes. Zhang Qian didn't have to worry about how to settle Guo Nu, so he took a few steps backwards and nodded to Lala Wanwang with a smile: "Zhang is a farmer who is not a businessman. But the Tang Dynasty and his father-in-law are the relatives of his father-in-law and son-in-law. You sincerely come to ask me to give me a few bottles of Liushen Hualu, and Zhang will not let you return empty-handed. So, today, for your sake and for the sake of Zhu Zhubu, Zhang can take action to help you refine some Liushen Hualu. Remember, it's just for you to refine, not for business, do you understand?"

"I understand, understand! It's not business, not business!" The business officer of Nalala Wanwang had already had no hope of getting the Liushen Flower Dew. Suddenly, when he heard Zhang Qian's words, it seemed that there was still something to discuss about this matter, and immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at the broken rice.

"Because of the huge quantity, although Zhang is helping you to refine it, he must not refuse to charge you some capital." Seeing that his attitude is no longer as arrogant as before, Zhang Qian did not send the business to the door but pushed it out, he smiled and continued to add. "I will send someone to estimate the price later. According to the real value of the goods you put on the ground in Chang'an City, you will be able to convert the deposit for you. Don't worry, for Zhu Zhubu's face, I will definitely not let you suffer a loss. However, it is extremely difficult to refine the Liushen Flower Dew. You can only get it after at least one month. I wonder if you can wait?"

"Should you wait!" Lala Wanwang's attitude was a hundred times better than before. He smiled and continued to nod.

"The owner of the Zhang Manor is very kind and righteous, and Zhu engraved it in five parts!" Zhu Liang got the advantage and made favors, and his favor for Zhang Qian increased greatly. He also bowed his hand on the side.

Seeing that the two of them were so tactful, Zhang Qian simply "does the good guys to the end". He frowned and thought for a while, and quickly found a famous marketing case in the 21st century from his mind. "You dare to teach Lalawan's business official to know that the reason why Zhang did not sell you the recipe before was not only to keep the secrets of the master's sect, but also to maintain the reputation of the master's sect. He was unwilling to let you spend a lot of money, but he bought something that could not be used at all."

After a pause, he gave the other party a few seconds to digest what he said. He put away his smile and added very seriously: "Tell me the truth, if I transfer the formula to you, you can't create the same flower dew. The reason why this thing is expensive is that it is not only rare for medicinal materials, but also the water used for refining medicine must be a treasure spring favored by the gods!"

"Baoquan?" At this moment, the plateau was still the world of ancient sects. Lala Wanwang had no doubt about the existence of gods and various miracles. Hearing Zhang Qian's solemn statement, he spoke instinctively and repeated.

"Yes, Baoquan. Why did I buy this farm from my former owner at any cost? After observing the trends of mountains, rivers and rivers, I found that there was an ancient well in this farm that was once favored by the sky. The water quality was most suitable for preparing flower dew." Zhang Qian looked around and looked mysterious, "If there was no water in this well, you would not be able to make the same flower dew by following the formula and collecting all the materials!"

In terms of fooling, who is comparable to some European merchants in later generations? It is clearly to save the wood of baking grain, which affects the taste of wine, but it gives the smell of peat, which increases the price several times. It is obviously using ordinary tap water, so it has to build a well, and then use scientific methods to detect trace elements of several milligrams per ton from the well water, and then deceive all the fools in the world's wallets!

Zhang Qian read a lot of papers about exposing this marketing fraud every year when he was in school. However, no matter how rigorous thesis is, it cannot stop thousands of so-called upper-class people from all over the world from rushing to give money to merchants every year.

By analogy, he didn't believe that the same marketing method was used to fool several profiteers from the plateau in the eighth century. He didn't believe that without any scientific testing methods, someone could prove that the well water in the Zhang family's yard was actually no different from other well waters.

As for the fact that there is no ancient well in the Zhang family yard, this is simple. When it’s dark, just find someone to dig it! The surrounding fields are so flooded that even the crops cannot grow well. How could it be possible to lack well water under the ground?

Sure enough, as soon as Baoquanzhi said, Nalala Wanwang's business officer immediately cut off the idea of ​​obtaining the recipe in his heart. After a while, he sighed and bowed and bowed: "Thank you, the owner of the manor, for telling Lala Wanwang the truth, otherwise, I would have to make a big mistake today. It is very difficult to get in and out of the way from the plateau to Chang'an. I also asked the owner of the manor to make as many six-sacred flower dew as possible so that when we go back, we can put it on the horse's back and pay homage to the gods."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Zhang Qian smiled and nodded slightly, "The Tang Dynasty and the nobles are relatives of the father-in-law and son-in-law. How could Zhang treat you slowly? However, the Six God Flower Dew is a thing in the world, and it is more suitable for nobles to wipe their bodies, rather than to worship the sky. Zhang thought that it would be better to use oil to respect the heavens. I have something called Wanjin Oil, which is also fragrant and fragrant, and the color and gold seem to be. More importantly, this thing is extremely light. A large bucket is only two or three pounds. Applying a qian to the temple every day is enough to dispel any evil spirits."

"Tianjin oil? I have heard of it, but I have not been destined to see it until now." Lala Wanwang was surprised and happy, bowed and prayed loudly, "If the owner of the manor can give some samples..."

"What's wrong! Ren Quan, go and get a box of panacea oil, the kind that is packed in a wooden box!" The more he talked to him, the more he became more and more speculative. Before he could finish his words, Zhang Qian interrupted with a smile.

"Yes!" The butler Ren Quan kept holding back his laughter, and his belly hurt. At this moment, he heard Zhang Qian's orders and immediately felt like he was given a general amnesty. He agreed and turned around and left.

Soon, he quickly returned. He held Zhang Qian in his hand and changed his mind a few times. It was not until yesterday evening that he finally decided to choose to come out the sample of panacea oil wrapped in a wooden box. He presented it to everyone like offering treasures.

"This is the golden oil!" Zhang Qianxin opened the box with his hand, picked out some golden oil from it, first applied a little to each side of his nostrils, then grabbed the wooden box from Ren Quan's hand, stepped forward a few steps, and politely placed the remaining golden oil together with the box in Lala Wanwang's hand.

I saw that the ointment in the box was indeed as he said before, shining golden, like gold. The smell of the scattered golden oil was several times stronger than that of the Liushen flower dew. Through the distance, the air in everyone's nostrils was completely refreshed.

Nalala Wanwang is also a "food-knowing". Subconsciously, he felt that oil must be more expensive than water. When he smelled the strong fragrance of Wanjin Oil and saw the noble color of the ointment, he was overjoyed: "Thank you, the owner of the manor, this thing is the most appropriate thing to worship the heaven!"

"Yeah!" Zhang Qian said nothing nonsense, nodded at him, then alternated his feet and slowly retreated.

I can't stand it, I really can't stand it. Even if I applied cooling oil to my nostrils, he was still dizzy. I really don't know how Zhu Zhubu, who has been by Lalawan's side all day long and busy with him, survived these days?

"Master, how much more is there in your house? Lala Wanwang is willing to take all the money." Seeing Zhang Qian just smiled and retreated, Lala Wanwang thought he wanted to wait for the price. He bowed decisively and asked sincerely with his face.

"If you don't sell it, Zhang Nai Geng studied and passed on his family and did not do business. This box costs 400 Kaiyuan Tongbao!" After roughly estimating the approximate capacity of each box of monoxide oil, Zhang Qian smiled and gave a price that was only a little more expensive than Liushen Hualu. "I don't have too many in my house, and there are probably more than 500 boxes. But I can't transfer them all to you, so I have to leave a hundred boxes for gifts to my relatives and friends."

"I'm taking all!" Lala Wanwang gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and shouted loudly, "I'm taking all the remaining four hundred boxes. I'll take them away today!"

"That won't happen!" Zhang Qian was so happy that flowers bloomed in his stomach, but continued to shake his head gently. "After this thing is made, you have to recite the mantra that was uniquely passed down by the Seven Heavens Master Sect to ensure that the fragrance is consistent. I have only recited it for three days, and there are still four days to end. Five days later, I promise you can take away four hundred boxes."

Seeing Lala Wanwang's face full of reluctance, he thought about it, and added with a smile, "This product is more difficult than Liushen Hualu. If you want more, every time someone comes down from the plateau, you can go to my village to ask me to help you refine it. But here I will not want your jade, tiger whip, animal bones, medicinal materials and gold in the future."

"Then what do you want? As long as I can afford it, just say it!" In the eyes of Lala, the goods that the plateau could take were just the few on the ground. Hearing Zhang Qian say that he didn't want them, he suddenly became a little panicked.

"Yak!" Zhang Qian didn't even think about it, and immediately gave the long-planned answer, "You send someone to drive the yak to Chang'an alive. At that time, a cow, I will exchange two boxes of panacea oil with you!"

"Serious?" Lala Wanwang's heart was immediately filled with great happiness. He widened his blood-covered eyes and asked repeatedly, "You only need yaks, don't have anything else. We Tubo, yaks are everywhere. No, no, we Tubo, there are enough yaks to exchange for you for treasury oil. At that time, I'm afraid you won't be able to bring so much treasury oil!"

Yaks cannot plow the land, so they cannot be sold at all in the Tang Dynasty. Even if they arrive in Chang'an, they can only be sold as pigs. Each head is sold for 200 yuan, but Zhang Qian wants a yak to exchange for two boxes of treasury oil! Such a considerate price, how could he not be ecstatic?

"The Tang Dynasty and Tubo are the relatives of the father-in-law and son-in-law!" Zhang Qian smiled and looked sincere and gentlemanly. "Since you are relatives, you should understand each other. It is not easy for you to get together, so I will only charge you for a cow and two boxes of 1000 gold oil, and I will not ask for your reward for refining medicines. As long as you can drive the yak to my door, I will accept as much as I come!"

"Trade!" For fear that Zhang Qian would repent, Lala Wanwang decisively stretched out his palm.

"Pa" Zhang Qian quickly clapped his high-highs, then smiled and nodded back. At this moment, there was no smell of any stench in his nostrils. Instead, the mellow aroma of beef cooked by various means.

Beef, beef, Zhang Qian has never smelled the beef since he arrived in the Tang Dynasty. Nowadays, killing plowing oxen is a serious crime, second only to killing people!

Yaks cannot plow the land, and no one cares if they kill them and eat meat! There are 300 or 500 heads a year, and you can eat whatever you want!

Braised, cooked with sauce, dried meat, shabu shabu, think about it, Zhang Qian's mouth was full of saliva!

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