The number of customers decreased, and so did the reputation.
This was intolerable to Chris.
He casually moved into the store, called the valet George over, and whispered: "Our customers have dropped a lot for some reason. Go and investigate."
"Yes." George nodded and took the order.
Now is the critical period when he is about to be promoted to the second-level magic warrior, and someone is actually causing trouble.
Chris doesn't mind letting him know what cruelty is.
At this moment, Chris had only collected twenty reputation points, and he was not far from being upgraded.
Not long after, George came back quietly and whispered in Chris's ear: "Sir, Baron Levitt's pineapple buns are on sale. If you buy one, you will get a strawberry bun for free, and you will get two copper coins back."
"I know, you are busy at the door first, there is no need to go in."
"yes."
Chris stood up, took a deep breath, and related information about pineapple buns came to his mind.
To put it bluntly, you just chop the pineapple, sprinkle it with a little sugar, and wrap it with a layer of dough. It is a bit similar to the meat buns in the previous life, but the filling is made of fruit.
"Haha, buy one, get one free, such a poor marketing method." Chris sneered, "Today I'm going to let you idiots see what the advanced means of the 21st century are."
He came to the shop, found a seat and sat down. He took out a dozen pieces of paper from the space ring and cut them into thousands of small pieces of paper. On each piece of paper, the same two numbers were written, starting from one.
Write to a thousand.
The method Chris thought of was to draw a lottery, and everyone who bought the sandwich bread would get a prize ticket.
He found a ladle of water in the shop, injected magic power into it, and then sprinkled the magic water on the lottery ticket to make an anti-counterfeiting mark.
Maybe someone will use fake tickets to claim the grand prize.
After doing this, Chris carried a wooden box to the door and erected a wooden sign in front of the stall. It read: Thirty third prize winners will be rewarded with a bowl of ice cream; ten second prize winners will be rewarded with a bowl of ice cream.
jar of applesauce; one first prize will be awarded half a pound of dragon meat.
Someone noticed his actions and asked, "Boss, what do you mean?"
Chris turned around, placed a thick pile of lottery tickets in his hand on the stall, and said loudly: "From now on, for every sandwich bread you buy, you will get a lottery ticket, and the bread will be sold in the afternoon.
After finishing, you can participate in the lottery, and the rewards are what is written on the board, and the final grand prize is half a pound of dragon meat."
The man continued to ask: "Boss, is the dragon meat you mentioned true?"
Chris smiled slightly and said: "Genuine dragon meat."
In an instant, everyone present was excited.
Dragon meat is something very far away from them, and ordinary people may never see it in their lifetime.
Moreover, in the royal capital, the price of dragon meat has been as high as one gold coin per pound.
This half kilogram of dragon meat is worth fifty silver coins.
And the most important thing is its function, which can strengthen the body and enhance the knight's fighting spirit.
"I want to buy, buy three sandwich breads!"
"I'll buy six!"
Crowds of people came in droves, eager to buy the sandwich bread.
Chris tore the ticket in half, threw one half into the box, and gave the other half to the buyer.
After those people leave, the news will spread at an extremely fast speed.
This unique marketing method is refreshing to the residents of Mote City.
Everyone feels that they are the chosen one and can win the final prize.
The most important thing is that as long as you buy sandwich bread, you can get free tickets.
Countless people who learned the news rushed here quickly.
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Levi looked at the crowds of people in his shop and felt very satisfied.
These are old customers who have been there for several years and trust our products very much.
"Go quickly. If you go slower, you won't be able to catch up. I have a hunch that the dragon meat belongs to me."
"Fuck you, it's obviously mine, okay?"
There were noisy sounds outside, attracting the attention of many people in the store.
One of them came outside, stopped a young man and asked, "Excuse me, what happened?"
The young man said: "The shop that used to sell ice cream cakes is now selling jam sandwich bread. As long as you buy a piece of bread, you can get a ticket to participate in the lottery and have a chance to get half a catty of dragon meat. Don't hold me back.
If it goes any slower, it will be sold out.”
"Dragon Meat?" Everyone in the store came from the "Hope Town" shop. Why didn't this happen just now?
"Let's go over and have a look!"
In less than half a minute, the twenty or so people in the store were all gone.
Levitte clenched his fists and his joints cracked.
Listan ran in from outside, holding a small note in his hand, and said eagerly: "Brother..."
"Okay, I understand everything." Levitt raised his hand and asked, "Tell me specifically, how to draw a lottery?"
So, Listan told everything he had learned from the shop.
"Is it that simple?" Levi's eyes were surprised. Why hadn't he thought of such a method before?
Soon, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at the lottery ticket in his brother's hand, thinking of a way.
"Listan, you also cut it into exactly the same piece of paper, and then imitate his handwriting, write from one to a thousand, and write a few more sets. No matter which number he draws in the final lottery, we can come up with several winning tickets.
Come, let's see how that boy ends up." Levit sneered.
"Brother, you are so clever." Listan gave a thumbs up, "In this case, that boy will either not be able to bring out so much dragon meat, and the matter will not end in the end. Or he will consider himself unlucky and obediently take out several kilograms of dragon meat.
.No matter which choice we make, we are invincible.”
Levit walked out of the door, looked in the direction of the "Hope Town" store, and said secretly: "Boy, you are too young to fight with me."
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A pair of blond men and women were walking on the street, watching the crowds of people rushing in one direction.
Du Wei murmured: "That boy made such a big noise again. Now the whole city has been alarmed by him, right?"
"Where did he get the dragon meat?" Manda was puzzled.
"He has a sword made of dragon teeth and armor made of dragon skin and dragon scales. Isn't it easy to take out half a pound of dragon meat?" Du Wei asked rhetorically.
Manda said: "Come on, let's go over and have a look and get a prize ticket."
"It's too late." Du Wei shook his head, "With so many people rushing over, I'm afraid the sandwich bread will be sold out in an instant, and we won't be able to buy it."
"Then go watch the fun." Manda's eyes flashed slightly. I'm afraid I haven't seen such a lively scene for many years.
When the two of them arrived at the store where Chris was, they found that it was overcrowded, occupying the entire street, and the rooftops in the distance were also full of people.
As a rough estimate, there are at least tens of thousands of people here.