Princess Fubao brought trillions of goods to help her father rule the world

After the man finished speaking, he squeezed into the crowd and left without looking back.

Yu Huanming stood in the crowd with a gloomy face, looking at Wang Baben who was slowly walking out with a sinister look.

This mask business is determined by myself!

The man just now must be one of this profiteer's own men.

Yu Huanming would never spend six hundred coins to buy such a piece of rag!

Thinking this in his mind, Yu Huanming turned around and left quickly.

Wang Baben naturally saw Yu Huanming leaving.

He sneered in his heart. Having followed the princess in doing business for a long time, how could he not understand Yu Huanming's little thoughts?

So what if the Yu family made masks? If they didn't work to prevent the plague, I'm afraid the plaques of the Yu family would be torn down and crushed!

But the mask in his hand was different.

This is all thanks to the little princess who gave me a lot of mugwort, which is a thousand times better than the ones on the market!

The princess also asked him to learn how to extract the essence, and she and her brothers tried many times before they succeeded.

He hadn't originally thought that there would be an epidemic in Dajing, and he just wanted to come to Dajing to look for some business opportunities.

But who could have imagined that they would encounter a plague as soon as they arrived.

Only then did he ask his brothers who were good at sewing to make masks.

Yu Huanming thought that the masks he sold were just a piece of rag, but he didn't know that there were two layers of gauze and two layers of breathable cotton cloth.

The most important thing is this mugwort essential oil!

Wang Baben puffed out his chest with pride, no one was as capable as their little princess.

When the onlookers saw Wang Ba running out, they all crowded towards him.

"Shopkeeper, do you still have the masks like the one you're wearing? I want to buy a few too!"

"I want one too! I want ten!"

"And I!"

Wang Baben was delighted when he saw everyone’s eager expressions.

But he looked extremely embarrassed.

He just sighed: "My fellow villagers, I don't have many masks left... I have old and young children at home, and they also need to wear them... Who knows when this damn plague will disappear..."

When the onlookers heard this, they wailed and asked Wang Baben to think of another solution.

These people have old and young in their families. If one person in the family is unfortunately infected with the plague, the whole family will be finished.

"Boss, please think of another way. Even if this one costs a hundred coins more, we will buy it..."

"That's right, please be kind! If we are lucky enough to survive this plague, we will definitely bring our whole family to patronize your shop..."

Everyone looked at Wang Baben with pleading eyes. It was really this mask that gave them a glimmer of hope.

The plague has been going on for a long time, and the court has not come up with any way to suppress it.

Those high-ranking officials and nobles can burn mugwort every day, but ordinary people like them can't even see the shadow of mugwort.

Wang Baben's gaze slowly swept across everyone's faces.

What we see are faces that are either simple or honest.

Wang Baben waved his hands in frustration: "I really don't have much stock on hand... How about this, I'll find a way to get some more... I'll sell you the masks I previously stored at 600 wen each... It's not easy for the villagers, at least let me earn some money for travel expenses..."

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers broke out from the crowd.

Wang Baben quickly waved his hands and said loudly: "Don't get excited, let's make it clear in advance that I can only sell 500 masks a day! Everyone who wants to buy, please line up, I'll let the guys arrange it!"

When the onlookers heard that only 500 masks were sold every day, they rushed to line up.

I’m afraid that if I’m late, I won’t be able to buy today’s mugwort masks.

Not long after, Erlangzi came out of the store and said to Wang Baben, "Shopkeeper Wang, we have prepared the masks!"

Wang Baben stepped aside from the door and said to everyone, "Masks are now officially on sale. Everyone line up and don't squeeze! If I find anyone cutting in line, I will no longer supply these masks..."

When everyone heard this, they assured each other that they would definitely not cut in line or act like a rogue.

Some people had originally thought of cutting in line when Wang Baben wasn't paying attention, but after hearing what he said, they immediately gave up the idea.

They don't want to be scolded by so many people.

Five hundred masks were sold out in just a cup of tea.

Those who bought masks were delighted, while those who didn't were sighing but dared not complain.

I was afraid that Wang Baben would hear it and stop supplying masks.

After finally sending everyone away, Wang Baben sat happily in the shop counting the money he had earned that day.

Erlangzi hung up the closing sign and closed the door.

He walked to Wang Baben and said with a puzzled look: "Brother, we still have a lot of masks in the warehouse. Now everyone is so anxious, why don't we sell them? We can still make some money!"

Wang Baben grabbed a handful of copper coins and listened to the clattering sound.

He looked at Erlangzi with a smug look on his face and said, "You don't know this, do you? This method was taught by the little princess! This is hunger marketing. Now everyone feels that they can't get it, so when the price goes up in two days, they will easily accept it! Do you know why?"

Erlangzi's eyes were full of admiration, wondering why they all came from bandit families.

Is it true that big brother learns things so quickly?

He felt that this elder brother was so strange...

Seeing Wang Baben looking at him, Erlangzi shook his head in frustration.

How would he know?

Wang Baben stretched out his hand and raised it on Erlangzi's head: "Do you understand the principle that things are valuable because they are rare?"

Erlangzi touched the painful spot and suddenly realized, "Things that they can't buy even if they try their best must be good! But...brother, what if someone tries to make masks like us?"

As he spoke, his face became angry and he stood up suddenly.

This scared Wang Baben who was standing beside him.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to scare me to death?"

Wang Baben glared and slapped Erlangzi on the head.

"Even if someone wants to copy our masks, they have to be able to copy them! There is almost no mugwort in Dajing now, so they can only copy our appearance and sell them at a low price!"

Wang Baben snorted coldly when he said this, the price of the masks in his hands will become higher and higher, and the price of masks in other people's hands will become lower and lower.

There's nothing he can do, he just has this confidence.

Erlangzi nodded thoughtfully after hearing this.

Since the eldest brother said so, he must have something in mind.

If there really was someone who was so blind as to steal their business, he would take his brothers out to do something big at night!

After being a good person for so long, my hands are really itchy~

...

Yu Huanming returned home in a hurry, but instead of going back to the yard, he rushed to his sister Yu Huanchun's yard.

At this time, Yu Huanchun was leaning on the beauty couch and looking through the account books sent by the shopkeepers.

"Sister, sister!" Yu Huanming strode in and saw Yu Huanchun with a relaxed look on her face.

He walked over quickly, looking anxious, and said, "Sister, you still have the time to look at the account book. Something terrible is going to happen!"