Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

As soon as the word "free of charge" was uttered, the big man showed joy. Who doesn't want to take advantage of a little benefit?

The others were annoyed when they saw the big man got his meal for free. If they were the first to buy the product, wouldn't they have gotten their meal for free? What a loss!

Everyone turned their eyes to Li Qinwu, and Li Qinwu lived up to their expectations and said, "Everyone, our store is a small business, and we will give you 1% off on the first day!"

This move completely impressed everyone. They no longer just watched the fun, but looked at the goods seriously. After taking a closer look, everyone exclaimed, "Wow, the price is too low!"

Things like bowls and chopsticks cost one copper yuan, and larger pots, pans, and bowls cost around ten copper yuan.

The most expensive item is the wok that big men buy, which can cook food for more than ten people at a time. It costs 20 copper coins. The cheapest item is a cup for drinking water. You can buy a stack of 5 for one copper coin. It’s so cheap!

Many people joined in the buying, and the goods on the shelves were quickly sold out. Li Jin felt that the gimmick of smashing the pot was quite good, so he took the goods on the shelves one by one and smashed them on the street outside the store, which attracted many people to Longlong Store.

The clone acting as a shop clerk kept collecting money and going to the back room to move out the prepared goods to replenish the stock. Because it was too busy, Li Qinwu had to summon a few clones to help.

Li Qinwu couldn't stop smiling when he saw how good the business was. Robbing a bank and robbing a vault would certainly bring a lot of income, but that was always a sourceless stream. This kind of steady income was the long-term solution.

But when he floated towards the bicycles and tricycles displayed in the shop, his brows frowned slightly. In such a long time, not a single bicycle there had been sold.

Li Qinwu thought that maybe the person who needed the bicycle didn't show up, so he planned to wait a little longer. However, when the store closed today, the bicycle still hadn't been sold, which made Li Qinwu a little confused.

Li Jin came to Li Qinwu and reported with a smile: "Master, our main store earned 218 silver dollars today, and the total income of other branches is 1410 silver dollars. This is a business with no capital investment. It's like printing money with a printing press!"

Li Qinwu asked calmly: "Do other stores sell rickshaws?"

Seeing that his expression was not very good, Li Jin put away his smile and said, "Yes, we sold 3 bicycles and one large cargo tricycle."

Li Qinwu smacked his lips.

"This is too little."

Li Jin scratched his head, thought for a while and said: "Maybe the price of our vehicles is still too high. A bicycle costs 35 yuan, and a tricycle costs 45 yuan. How many people can afford this money?

Think about it, our factory pays Village Chief Niu and his group 5 dollars a month. If they want a bicycle, they have to work for 7 months without food or drink. Now the situation is unstable, and no one wants to buy a car to reduce the family's ability to resist disasters."

Since rickshaws still need to use metal parts, the cost cannot be reduced to the extreme, so the price of a standard bicycle can only be set at 35 yuan.

They did some research before setting this price. There is an Laotou brand bicycle shop in Chongqing run by a German. The price of men's bicycles sold there is 75 dollars. He has reduced the price by more than half, but still no one is buying. This is not acceptable.

"Then lower the price of the bicycles to 30 dollars. We can still make 4 dollars at this price."

He decided to adopt a price reduction strategy to see if he could increase the sales of rickshaws.

As a result, the next day, other products were still popular, but only one bicycle was sold, and sales were worse than yesterday.

Li Qinwu was completely at a loss. He had thought that his cheap bicycle would be popular among the public, but the reality dealt him a big blow.

While he was racking his brains for a solution, he suddenly saw two girls walking into the store. Judging from their clothes, they should be high school girls from a nearby church school.

Two high school girls walked up to the bicycle and started commenting on it. Li Qinwu immediately pricked up his ears to listen to what they were saying.

Female high school student A said: "Hey, this car is so ugly, the frame is so big, it's not elegant at all."

Female high school student B said: "This car should be used by coolies to transport goods. Look, there are two fences next to the rear wheels.

Why are there no women's bicycles? And the color is too ugly, gray, as if they were dug out of mud. The owner of this store really doesn't know how to do business, panting."

The two girls' words struck a chord in Li Qinwu's mind. When he designed the car, he only considered practicality and cost reduction, but forgot that people also have aesthetic needs.

No matter how much you lower the price of a bicycle, ordinary people cannot afford it. Its users are either rich people or powerful people. These people care about appearance. How could they buy your bicycles which are specially designed for poor people to use for hard work?

Moreover, Tao Gang's thing looks really ugly when it turns gray after being fired. It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not when used on low-priced daily necessities, but it is fatal when used on high-end products such as bicycles!

After realizing what was happening, Li Qinwu immediately opened a portal and returned to the factory to draw the blueprints. He spent several days redesigning a men's and women's bicycle.

He made the ceramic steel frame much smaller, removed the towable cargo rack at the back, and only added a small basket at the front of the car. He then had his clone spray paint them, the men's car in blue and the women's car in bright pink.

Overall, the men's bicycles were sturdy and the women's bicycles were cute. Li Qinwu felt that this was a good idea, so he rushed to produce the first batch of 1 men's and women's bicycles and distributed them in four stores in Chongqing to test sales.

As a result, after several consecutive days, the sales of the new bicycles were still in the single digits, and some days not a single bicycle was sold.

Li Qinwu was even more confused. Would it still not be okay even if his appearance improved?

It was not until noon that day when a young man in a suit and looking somewhat noble walked into the store that Li Qinwu figured out what was going on.