After Hu Tu came to Xuanhua Lingxiang Shop, although he worked hard, the store was remote and there was little traffic on this street, so sales were still not good.
Yuan Ming could only adjust his sales methods.
First, he painted a portrait of an immortal figure according to the real person Xuanhua, and hung it in the middle of the main hall of the shop. An ordinary incense burner was placed in front of the portrait, and a stick of Qingxuan incense was lit.
Then he explained to the two of them: If you meet a monk who purchases on behalf of the sect, you can give a kickback. If the customer introduces the customer, give a kickback to the old customer. Mu Yang and Hu Tu are both smart people, and they can tell the truth.
After explaining, Yuan Ming came to the back room, took out the Heaven Stealing Cauldron, inserted the Qingxuan Incense, and lit the spiritual smoke. Under his urging, the aroma spread out to the street.
Two monks were walking along the street. When they smelled the fragrance, they suddenly felt refreshed. They talked to each other and found their way over.
In a restaurant, several monks were drinking. They also put down their glasses and hurried downstairs.
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Not long after, dozens of monks gathered in the store to inquire about Qing Xuanxiang, Mu Yang, and Hu Tu, and they immediately became busy.
Hu Tu even took a monk aside and whispered.
All inventory was sold that day.
Then, the profit in the first month reached more than 1,000 spiritual stones, and in the second month it reached 1,200 spiritual stones. From then on, it maintained around 1,500 spiritual stones every month.
Seeing how prosperous the Lingxiang business was, Yuan Ming felt determined and rewarded Hu Tu and Mu Yang each with a bottle of cultivation elixir during the Qi refining period, and dedicated a whole night to answer their questions.
He also bought some elixir recipes, improved them and made several new spiritual incense with different effects. Based on one of the beauty elixirs, he made a beauty incense that can help beautify the face and whiten the skin.
After it was put on the shelves, Hu Tu's eloquent words also made him popular among female monks, and his profits increased again.
Everything is going well at Huazhi, the territory has expanded a lot again, and the number of spiritual materials shipped back every month continues to increase.
Purchasing spiritual materials, making incense, and buying elixirs each month costs a lot, but there are also more spiritual stones in the storage ring.
The current situation is great. The only thing that makes Yuan Ming depressed is that the incense ash obtained from Xuanhua Temple, which has the best possession effect, is almost used up. He only has the incense ash from Jiuli Temple in his hand.
He was used to using the high-grade incense ash obtained from the sect, and he already looked down on mundane things.
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Two months later.
In Xuanhua Incense Shop, Yuan Ming sat on a chair, flipping through the account books in the shop, smiling happily while reading.
"Hu Tu, Mu Yang, this month is good." Yuan Ming put down the account book in his hand and said with a smile.
"The main reason is that the boss has good ideas. Lingxiang has a selling point, and it is the only one in this small lake city. Sect procurement accounts for the majority." Hu Tu has sincerely admired Yuan Ming during this period and flattered him again and again.
Yuan Ming pointed to the newly written sign outside and said, "Hang up these two signs."
The two eye-catching wooden signs hanging outside the store door read:
"Qingxuanxiang is limited to 100 pieces per day, so hurry up if you want to buy it."
“The beauty fragrance is scarce and only accepts reservations.”
"The boss's method is really clever. The scarier it is, the more willing they are to buy it. This way, there will be no need to worry about orders next month." Hu Tu rubbed his hands and said with a "hehe" smile.
Yuan Ming took a look at Hu Tu and felt that this guy had a pig face, so he was really suitable to be a shopkeeper.
Hu Tu was born with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and dark skin. Anyone who looked at him would think that he was an honest and honest person from southern Xinjiang, but he actually had the temperament of a profiteer in his heart.
"As for Qingxuanxiang and Meiyanxiang, one is used to assist cultivation, and the second one captures the psychology of female monks. The demand is huge, so it can be produced like this. Other categories are not so fiercely competed for.
You can buy it." Yuan Ming said, "So we will bundle sales in the future. We will make a points book for regular customers. They can accumulate points by buying incense. Those with the highest points will have priority to purchase Qingxuan Incense and Beauty Incense."
"Boss, isn't this not good?" Mu Yang said.
"Senior Brother Mu, what's wrong? If you have high points, I also have discounts. When doing business, isn't it just that you have a little more here and I have a little less? Everyone understands that," Hu Tu said.
"Where did you learn this skill, boss?" Hu Tu asked.
"I thought about it myself. I used to have a bookstore, and the business was not good at that time, so I thought about these methods. Later, the bookstore got a partner and became famous, so gradually I stopped using this method." Yuan Ming recalled the past.
Looking like this, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Doing some business is just a small way. From now on, you can steadily cultivate your high road."
"Good boss, I am actually very satisfied with the life I have now," Hu Tu said sincerely.
"How is your practice of "Bi Luo Gong" going?" Yuan Ming asked.
Hearing this, Hu Tu looked embarrassed and said: "I can barely feel the presence of magic power. It should be regarded as the first level of Qi refining mentioned in the technique."
"If you have any questions about cultivation in the future, you can also ask Mu Yang for advice. I also taught him Biluo Gong." Yuan Ming said.
"Boss, after I changed to Biluo Gong, I do feel that it is better than the technique taught by my master." Mu Yang also said.
I don’t know where Biluo Gong was passed down from, but Xi Cangqiong regards it as the main technique of Biluodong. It is indeed much better than ordinary casual cultivation techniques, and even Mu Yang said so.
Hu Tu heard this and said, "I think it is a waste to use these Qingxuan incense now."
"It takes almost half a year to reach the first level of qi refining. It's normal. There are many who are slower than you, or even unable to produce magic power for several years. Since you have a spirit, you have a destiny. The life of a young monk in the qi refining stage is
How much Yuan Neng is there? If you are lucky enough to build a foundation, it won't be a problem to live for more than two hundred years." Yuan Ming rolled his eyes and said.
"Two hundred years old? I will practice hard!" After Hu Tu calculated this, he immediately changed his mind.
After chatting for a while, Yuan Ming answered some of their questions about cultivation, then left his Lingxiang shop and went straight to Shengye Sect's shop.
After building the foundation, his Jiu Yuan Jue cultivation speed slowed down greatly. After more than half a year, all the elixirs he had saved before had been used up, but there was not much progress in his cultivation. He was still far away from the middle stage, so he could only continue
Buy some.
He went straight to Qingmu Tower, bought ten bottles of Four Spiritual Pills, and left.
On the way back, Yuan Ming took a detour and came to Zhenling Pavilion again.
After this period of overt and covert observation and visits, Yuan Ming had a better grasp of Zhenling Pavilion's reputation, and felt that his actions were fairly honest and upright, so he planned to send his egg to Zhenling Pavilion to help hatch it.
As soon as Yuan Ming stepped into Zhenling Pavilion, the steward who received him last time immediately came to greet him.
"Dear guest, I've waited for you. Come on, come on, please come with me to the private room on the second floor." The steward said without any explanation, and led Yuan Ming up to the second floor.
When Yuan Ming was confused, he heard someone walking hurriedly outside.
"Fellow……"
Accompanied by the sound of a familiar voice, a one-armed old man with dark skin, his face covered with traces of time, and looking like an old farmer in the fields, walked in from outside.
The moment the two people saw each other, they couldn't help but look at each other up and down.
The one-armed old man asked again with some uncertainty: "Is it Brother Hagong?"
"Friend Ancient Taoist." Yuan Ming smiled and nodded.
When they met in the ghost market, one was wearing a cloak to hide his aura, and the other was wearing a mask to hide himself. Neither of them knew their true appearance.
"We haven't seen each other for many years, and the temperament and aura of fellow Taoist Hagong are completely different from before. It makes people a little afraid to recognize him." Gu Qiuming exclaimed.
"My ancient Taoist friend is still as charming as ever." Yuan Ming smiled and greeted.
"When I came back, I heard from the manager that someone was looking for me. I couldn't guess that it was you, so I asked him to keep an eye out for you, but I didn't expect that you would actually come across me. How did you come to Leizhou?" Gu Qiuming and Yuan Ming
They sat down opposite each other and poured tea for each other.
"It's all fate." Yuan Ming smiled.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Hagong came to look for you. Do you have any good goods to sell? Or do you want to buy something?" Gu Qiuming asked without talking about anything else.
"Now that you, fellow ancient Taoist, are back, things will be easier to handle. I came to Zhenling Pavilion because I have a spirit beast egg, and I want you to help me take a look at it." Yuan Ming said.
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Just take it out and have a look." Gu Qiuming's eyes lit up and he said quickly.
Yuan Ming raised his hand and waved, and a blood-red egg the size of a bowl appeared in his hand.
He handed the blood egg to Gu Qiuming, but Gu Qiuming did not take it. Instead, he stretched out his one arm and tapped the table, indicating that he could put it on the table.
After Yuan Ming put it down as instructed, Gu Qiuming moved a chair closer and looked at it carefully.
After watching for a moment, he didn't say a word, but his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"Fellow Taoist Ancient, what's wrong? What's wrong with this egg?" Yuan Ming asked with a frown.
Gu Qiuming did not answer, but took out an oval-shaped transparent crystal from his sleeve, put it in front of his eyes, looked through it, and looked at the blood egg carefully.
"That's strange..." Gu Qiuming shook his head and said.
"Fellow Taoist Ancient, stop being so pretentious, what's going on?" Yuan Ming became more and more curious after hearing what he said.
"Judging from the size, shape, surface texture and touch texture, your blood egg should be the egg of the spiritual beast Winged Bird. But the problem is that Winged Bird's eggs are usually sky blue or dark blue. I have never heard of it.
Blood red." Gu Qiuming said.
"It was like this when I got it. Could it be that it was dyed red?" Yuan Ming knew the origin of the blood eggs and subconsciously thought that the spirit beast eggs were soaked in blood for a long time and were dyed with color.
"Are you kidding? There are faint zigzag lines on the eggshell of the winged bird, and the luster is soft. There is no possibility of dyeing. Besides, I can see that the red color clearly penetrates deep into the shell, and it is the same as the animal body inside." Gu Qiu
Ming said.
"Fellow ancient Taoist, what could be the reason for this?" Yuan Ming asked.
"It's hard to say. There may be mutations or other reasons." Gu Qiuming nodded.
