The next day, Li Changkong and Zhen Jian took a hundred bottles of water chestnut paste to the streets.
As a result, it was sold out in less than half an hour.
This situation was even more intense than Li Changkong expected.
After asking about it, I found out that the effect of Hibiscus ointment is really good!
In fact, this fungus ointment is originally a prescription recorded in "Zhang's Medical Tong".
And "Zhang Shi Yi Tong" is a medical book from which dynasty?
From the Qing Dynasty!
Some of these medical achievements are at least a hundred years ahead of the rest of the medical community!
Rheumatic bone pain is also considered a long-standing problem, and Ganren’s response is either to resist it or to use acupuncture and massage.
It cannot be said that there are no drugs specifically used to treat rheumatic bone pain, but they are definitely rare and their effects are worrying.
Therefore, the reason why Xiu Xiang Gao is so popular is that on the one hand, its own quality is indeed excellent, and on the other hand, it all depends on the support of its peers.
In this way, the cinnamon ointment became popular for seven days in a row.
Except for increasing the daily sales volume to 100 bottles the next day, in the following days, it remained at 100 bottles without any movement.
Seeing that Zhen Jian was in a hurry, he thought to himself that the young master had finally come up with a way to make money, so why didn't he sell it well?
One hundred bottles are sold on one day, and one bottle costs one tael, which is one tael of silver. That day, the total is one hundred taels of silver.
It seems like a lot, but if expenses are excluded, the net profit is only about fifty taels of silver.
The Wulinghou Mansion owes Qian Si twenty thousand taels of silver. This money must be paid off before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there is not much time left.
Zhen Jian was anxious, but Li Changkong was not anxious at all.
Because he never thought about earning back the 50,000 taels of silver in a short period of time just by selling medicine.
What he wants to sell is prescriptions!
If a prescription wants to be sold at a good price, people must see the effect of the medicine!
It works great now!
Hibiscus ointment is a hard-to-find medicine in the medicine market, and Li Changkong sells it for only one tael of silver per bottle.
But you can’t stand the idea that rare things are more valuable!
Due to some people's intentional or unintentional hype, the market price of Hibiscus ointment has increased five times, reaching five taels of silver per bottle!
What concept?
It is almost equivalent to half a month’s expenses for a family of three.
Just to buy a bottle of medicine?
It's really a bit of a luxury.
But the rarer and more luxurious a thing is, the more people pursue it.
This is the case with Hibiscus ointment.
In other words, is this also a kind of hunger marketing?
In short, no matter what the means, Li Changkong achieved his goal.
Hibiscus ointment is completely popular in Taipingfang.
Every household, even if they have never used it, has heard of it to some extent.
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There are many medical clinics in Taipingfang, too numerous to mention.
But when it comes to scale, two companies are the best.
Xuanhuju and Jishitang!
The background of these two families is not small. Xuanhuju is the property of the Earl of the current dynasty, Du Chengbo, and has the support of the princes.
I don't dare to mess with ordinary medical clinics.
As for Jishitang, there is no certainty over the years as to who is the owner behind it.
But at least his background is no worse than that of Du Chengbo, otherwise he wouldn't have been in tit-for-tat with Xuanhu Ju for so many years.
One day at noon, in the capital's uncle's mansion.
Uncle Ducheng was eating three dishes and one soup, feeling very happy.
For a stingy person like him, this is already a rare feast.
If he hadn't swindled fifty thousand taels of silver from Wu Linghou's son who was as stupid as a pig a few days ago, and he was so happy that he would never have been so extravagant.
However, halfway through the meal, the butler came in wearing shabby clothes and even patches on his clothes.
Logically speaking, the housekeeper of the Duke's Mansion in the capital is a fat man.
Even if you are not extremely rich, you will never be able to wear patched clothes.
But...according to Uncle Ducheng's stingy temperament, if the housekeeper really wears fine silk, he will probably have his money deducted.
It is already a great gift for you to work in my uncle's house.
Still want to get extra money? How can there be such a good thing in the world?
In short, in the uncle's house in the capital, the servants inside and outside could not live a better life than he, the master.
At least not on the surface.
Seeing the bitter expression on the butler's face, Uncle Ducheng's heart skipped a beat and he cursed: "Looking at your poor appearance, I knew something was up to you. Could it be that you came to borrow money from me?"
When the housekeeper heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he cursed in his heart: "I came to you to borrow money? Could it be that my brain is broken?"
"A few days ago, Marquis Wuling came to your door with a knife, but he couldn't even take half a copper from you?"
Seeing Uncle Ducheng's eyes getting sharper, the housekeeper hurriedly restrained his thoughts and said respectfully: "Master, how dare I covet your money?"
"It's Xuanhuju's side, something went wrong."
"These days, there are very few customers."
"If things continue like this, I'm afraid I'll lose thousands of taels of silver this month."
"Thousands of taels of silver?" When Uncle Ducheng heard this, he felt very distressed.
It seemed that it was not a thousand taels of silver, but his life!
"Sir, I was born to be rich and noble, how could something like this happen to me? Could it be that you enriched your own pockets, deceived the superiors and inferiors, and deceived me here?" Uncle Ducheng's little eyes flickered, shooting out a fierce light.
When the housekeeper heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly told the truth.
"Master, it's really not my fault. Just a few days ago, a new medicine appeared on the medicine market in Taipingfang. It is said to be miraculous in curing bone pain and is worth five taels of silver a bottle."
"Everyone has gone to buy this new medicine, and our Xuanhuju acupuncture and massage doctor doesn't seem to be interested in it."
When the uncle of the capital city heard this, he was stunned.
He has a long-standing problem with bone pain. Whenever it rains, he will roll around in bed in pain.
Later, I hired a doctor who knew acupuncture and massage, and he did it two or three times a month, and I felt much better.
He sensed the huge business opportunities here, so he was determined and spent a lot of money to open Xuanhuju.
In addition to selling medicinal materials, the main focus is to invite doctors who are all good at acupuncture and massage to give customers massages.
Others' buying medicines was just a one-time deal, but his was a long-term business, and he soon made a lot of money.
But now... won't this new drug cut off his money?
This is going to cost him his life!
"The fortune teller said, Sir, how could I, who was born rich and noble, suffer such a calamity?" Uncle Ducheng's eyebrows wrinkled like earthworms, and his face was full of tangles.
"Tell me, what should I do?"
When the housekeeper heard this, he was unambiguous and said directly: "Master, since this new medicine is so easy to use, why don't we buy the prescription for it?"
When Uncle Ducheng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. It was a good idea.
But in the blink of an eye, he became entangled again and said, "Will this cost a lot of money?"
"My lord, no matter how much money you spend, it is still a one-time deal. If the Xuanhuju business is gone, it will be a lifetime deal."
Hearing this, Uncle Ducheng's heart skipped a beat. Xuanhuju had earned him a lot of money over the years. If it were all gone, he would be dead.
So he said in pain: "Then just buy it."
"Who sells this medicine?"
"The eldest son of Wulinghou Mansion, Li Changkong."
When the uncle of the capital city heard this, he immediately froze on the spot and remained motionless.