The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

After that, a few people came one after another, but their purchasing power was not high and they bought the most common medicines on the stall. Lu Shi guessed that they came to test the waters, but he was confident that these people would become repeat customers after trying it.

After closing a few deals, the village chief finally felt relieved. Although not many people bought, he still made a profit of one or two taels of silver. If he could continue to make this kind of money every day, his village would have some hope.

The village chief was not greedy at all. Perhaps to take into account the self-esteem of Lu Shi, a startup entrepreneur, he did not dare to show any worried expression from beginning to end. But now he smiled sincerely.

But he didn't know that the good things that would really make him laugh out loud were still to come.

The villagers happily counted the money they had earned. Due to their lack of education, they couldn't figure it out even after a long time of counting on their fingers. But they soon stopped counting because they saw a row of beautiful carriages approaching the village entrance, lined up neatly in an open space. When the carriages stopped, the people in the carriages jumped out one after another.

"Huaian, this is Changping Village."

The first young man who spoke opened the folding fan in his hand with a "whoosh" and fanned himself in a pretentious manner, not caring at all about the still-warm weather.

Another young man opened his mouth and sneered, "Stop fanning me. You'll catch a cold if you continue."

"you……"

"Humph, isn't it just right that you have a cold? I'm here to buy medicine today."

"Oh, then I wish you all the best."

Chu Yunzhou angrily put away his folding fan and glared at Fang Jingchen fiercely. This man's habit of ridiculing others was getting worse and worse. This time he even cursed him to get sick in public. It was too much.

"You two should just calm down."

A handsome young man interrupted him and a flame of anger began to rise between them. Next to him was Wen Huaian. He raised an eyebrow at Wen Huaian.

See, I am still a good friend. I am the only one who cares about you, while they only care about themselves.

Wen Huaian was helpless after understanding what the people around him meant. Among his three friends, one was heartless and had no brains, one was full of heart and had a sharp tongue, and the last one was extremely narcissistic, and all his thoughts were focused on how to get people to praise him.

He sighed, "Stop making trouble, you guys are here to buy medicine with me today, not to go on a trip."

Wen Huaian walked towards a small stall not far away, and the others had no choice but to follow him.

"Mr. Lu, nice to meet you again. I didn't expect your business to be so... simple." The impression given to him by this small stall was really incompatible with the miraculous medicine.

"What medicine do you have?" Chu Yunzhou looked at the medicine bottle on the table with curiosity.

"Typhoid fever, hemostasis and anti-inflammation, sleep and beauty treatments. These are the only ones we have at the moment. If you don't find what you want, you can customize it."

Lu Shi could only think of these for now, and he would need to supplement them slowly later. Moreover, those who were more capable could not do it at the moment.

"Give me some of each!" These medicines are very practical, so stock up on some. You've got money anyway.

"There are bottles that cost a hundred coins, five taels of silver, and... five hundred taels of silver. Which one do you want?"

hiss!

The village chief gasped at the side. He had no idea that the medicine at the back of the stall was selling for five hundred taels a pill! That's right, the other medicine bottles all contained four pills, but this most expensive bottle only had one.

What he didn't expect was that Chu Yunzhou asked for the most expensive one.

Wen Huaian doesn't need to take any other medicine now, but he came here today to take care of business, so he took a copy of all the medicines, whether they were expensive or cheap.

They said they would give one dose of all the medicines, but there were only three bottles, because the pills called "Jieyou Pills" could take care of all the medicinal effects that Lu Shi mentioned.

So Chu Yunzhou spent five hundred and two taels to get a bottle of medicine. Perhaps it was different from what he imagined, so he asked for another bottle. Otherwise, holding such a small bottle of medicine would seem a bit shabby.

The other two were also wealthy and ordered one each.

"Boss, is this medicine really effective for beautifying the face? What about those with facial scars?"

"Sure." Lu Shi was confident in his medicine.

"Then give me two more!" Chu Lin (extremely narcissistic) felt very happy. If he gave the medicine to that girl, she would love him to death, and his family would praise him to the sky.

Chu Lin has a cousin who is very much loved in his family. But she fell down while playing too much and got a big scar on her face. Since then, she has become depressed and no longer lively as before. Now, marriage has become a hurdle.

Chu Lin had a good relationship with her, so he naturally worried about her. Thinking that he would be admired by the whole family after his cousin's face healed, Chu Lin's face flushed with excitement.

"The boss is awesome!" Chu Lin, who was in a very good mood, praised others for the first time.

After buying the medicine, the few people did not intend to disturb Lu Shi from doing business. They exchanged a few words with others and then said goodbye, especially Chu Lin, whose urgency was visibly evident.

The coming and going of several people was so grand that it attracted another wave of customers.

Most of the people attracted by Wen Huaian and others this time were of the same class as them, so their purchasing power should not be underestimated. The pills that had been refined over the past month were quickly sold out.

That night, the villagers gathered in the open space and watched the village chief count the silver he earned that day with great joy.

Today, we earned over four thousand taels of silver, of which four thousand taels came from eight bottles of the most expensive "Worry-Relieving Pills." Sixteen people couldn't possibly make such a potent pill, so Lu Shilian made them. There are only eight bottles left, and scarcity makes things valuable. Today is the new opening, so we might limit the quantity to five bottles per day, with a purchase limit of one per person.

Lu Shi has mastered the hunger marketing tactics to perfection.

In order to motivate the villagers, Lu Shi immediately decided to distribute the money.

According to what was agreed upon previously, those who went out to buy land would get a share based on how much money they paid, the sixteen people would get commission based on the piecework of medicine they sold, and those who worked to reclaim the back mountain and plant herbs would be paid wages.

Apart from the boss Lu Shi and the sixteen "technicians", the village chief received the most silver, which was 32 taels. The village chief not only contributed money but also labor. He contributed the most money at that time. Unexpectedly, he made back all the money after only one day of opening, and almost doubled it.

"Oh my god, what I earned in one day is equivalent to what I earned in a year." Aunt Liu swallowed her saliva, still a little stunned. She got thirteen taels of silver, which was not a small amount.

Normally, she didn't have much to do at home to make a living. She relied on the few plots of land at home. The government had generously reduced taxes, so they had a lot of surplus grain to sell. In addition to the vegetables they grew and the livestock they raised throughout the year, she only earned about ten taels of silver a year.

"Sure enough, reading is still useful." Aunt Liu murmured to herself.

After the money was distributed, the person with the least money in the village got three taels of silver.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. A group of people tossed and turned in bed, their minds filled with expectations for the future and sincere faith in someone...