The rise of the poor

Chapter 1567 The Great Success
In the early morning, the sky was still very dark, and the morning light had to wait at least half an hour, and the Taohuaji barracks was already full of people, with a long line of people queuing up.

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

The twenty or so people at the front lined 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 does not reach 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 a hundred 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.

Warm scallion pancakes, bright and delicious pickles, and chubby millet porridge.
Although it's not delicacies from mountains and seas, it's just ordinary farm food, but for those who line up in the middle of the night and blow the cold wind in the middle of the night, the temptation is not ordinary, it is quite strong.

The couple's business is very good, beyond their imagination.

"Come over from that family, bring me two pancakes with 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 boy, do you still have porridge? Scoop a bowl of thick porridge for me. I'll give you two extra bowls."

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

"Thank you, Lord, for your appreciation. We sell small menus. Of course, we sell them individually. A bowl is a gift of [-] 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 back feet, and they don't have a moment to spare, but the smiles on their faces can't be concealed no matter what.

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, there are no cakes, no porridge, no side dishes, 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 of it.

"Yes, yes" when the couple closed the booth, they responded again and again, promising to do more next time with a smile on their faces.

After the couple sold out, they went home smiling from ear to ear. When the family got home, the couple locked the door when they entered the house.

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

"Hey, why are you so anxious, don't let me take a breather." The husband laughed and picked up Joe.

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

"Okay, okay, I'll do it." The husband gave in, quickly took the bag off his shoulders, and fell on the bed.

Ding 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.

My husband was not much better, his eyes were shining, and he was sitting on the bed counting money and having fun.

"One, two, three, four, 640, and seven. After such a short period of time, I actually earned 640 seven coins. After excluding the cost of rice, flour, oil and firewood, there is at least five hundred coins, 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, and she couldn't help being surprised.

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

The husband raised his head proudly.

"Okay, man, let's be good, I will reward you well tonight." His wife looked at him with a happy face.

"Ahem, you don't need to reward me so much, just cook a delicious meal 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."

Others 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 their stalls, they also came out to sell.Although the taste is slightly inferior, the food is also popular, and the business is booming.

While people in Taohuazhuang Village were making money, they all lamented how good it was to have the Zhejiang Army beside the village.

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

"Quickly, the Zhe 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 [-] packages have been added, and a total of [-] 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 medicines are expensive, only that medicines are scarce.

There is a scene of panic buying at the entrance of the gate, 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 hit.

Hunger marketing was a big success.

In one morning, 5 packs of the secret knife sore medicine, which had been restored to the original price of [-] qian, were sold out.

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

(End of this chapter)