The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 220 Request
Shang Wan went directly to the counter to find Lu Chengjing and explained the situation.

“Yu Rong San and Bai Yu Gao are different from the multi-purpose ointment. Their main function is beauty, so even if they are mass-produced, they won’t attract much attention,” Shang Wanxian said, explaining her thoughts. “If they sell well, we may be able to cooperate with Boss Zhong for a long time in the future.”

Shangwan believes that selling goods through multiple channels is also a good idea.

She said, "I'd like to agree, but we still need to discuss the price and consider the details of the cooperation."

Lu Chengjing's concern was: "Are there enough medicinal herbs and spring water?"

Shang Wan nodded.

The number of spiritual fields in her space has not only increased, but the flow of time has also accelerated as the number of spiritual fields increases, making it much faster to grow herbs now than before.

Apart from herbs like ginseng that require years to mature, almost all others can be mass-produced.

The herbs used to make Yu Rong San and Yu Rong Gao are all mass-producible, so there is no need to worry about herb reserves.

The reserves of spiritual spring water have increased dramatically with the growth of spiritual fields. Water gushes out of the spring constantly, forming a small lake.

Compared to when she first transmigrated, Shang Wan's space has undergone a complete transformation.

After some discussion, Shang Wan asked Xiao Huan to temporarily take over the accounting work, while she and Lu Chengjing went to meet Manager Zhong.

In the backyard, Shi Tou had already started talking non-stop, rattling off all the gossip he'd heard from the landladys that morning.

Everyone has a tendency to gossip.

Manager Zhong held his teacup, listening intently.

If Shang Wan and Lu Chengjing hadn't come back, he probably would have forgotten why he came here.

Sharing gossip and listening to gossip are both enjoyable. Stone stopped talking, still wanting more, and planned to go to the front to find someone else to share with.

As soon as Shi Tou left, the originally cheerful atmosphere immediately turned serious.

Manager Zhong coughed, his gaze sweeping over Lu Chengjing before landing on Shang Wan's face. "What has Manager Shang decided?"

“Since you’re so sincere about doing business, I won’t beat around the bush,” Shang Wan said. “I can’t meet the price you just offered.”

Upon hearing this, Steward Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly: "Manager Shang, in business, you have to lose to gain."

“I’m just running a small business, nothing like Boss Zhong’s deep resources.” Shang Wan tapped the table. “Today is the first day of Lingyao Pavilion’s opening, and I’ve already lost a lot trying to attract customers. If I keep losing money, I’m afraid my Lingyao Pavilion will have to close down tomorrow.”

Manager Zhong put down his teacup, his lips slightly downturned.

Lu Chengjing spoke up at the right moment: "The multi-purpose ointment is seven taels and eight mace a box, and the price of the wound medicine remains unchanged. If Manager Zhong thinks it's acceptable, we will sign a contract and deliver the goods before the day after tomorrow."

Shang Wan nodded in agreement, clearly indicating that this was something she and Lu Chengjing had discussed beforehand.

"Well... I've come with sincerity, and we hope for even greater cooperation in the future. Manager Shang, could you offer some concessions?" Steward Zhong held up his fingers. "Six taels and five mace for the all-purpose ointment, and eight mace for the wound medicine, how about that?"

Shang Wan smiled and drank her tea.

Lu Chengjing and Steward Zhong were locked in a tug-of-war, both of them well-versed in the art of bargaining, going back and forth until the price gradually moved closer to the middle.

Feeling that it was about time, Shang Wan put down her teacup.

The teacup collided with the table, making a slight, crisp sound.

"Manager Zhong, you must already know that Dr. Sun from Gu'an Hall has specified that he will be ordering medicinal herbs from my Lingyao Pavilion from now on."

Manager Zhong nodded; he had indeed heard about it.

Shang Wan smiled faintly, "I added only the best medicine to the wound medicine. As for its effectiveness, I'm sure Boss Zhong has already had someone test it, otherwise he wouldn't have ordered so much."

I can guarantee that the wound medicine produced by my Lingyao Pavilion is just as effective as those costing twenty or thirty taels of silver a bottle elsewhere. Since we've just opened, I'm willing to offer a discount so everyone can buy it, try it, and repurchase if they like it, or help promote Lingyao Pavilion and build a good reputation.

But I won't keep operating at a loss; a price increase is inevitable in the future. One tael of silver per bottle is already the bottom price; I simply can't produce it for less than one tael.

If Steward Zhong is not satisfied, please go and take a look at other places.

Shang Wan made a gesture as if to drive the customers away, and Lu Chengjing remained silent, seemingly agreeing with Shang Wan's decision.

Manager Zhong naturally wouldn't leave; bargaining always involves this process, and it's only when you've driven someone to their breaking point that things have settled down.

He tugged at the corners of his lips, a faint smile appearing on his usually expressionless face. "Manager Shang, don't be in a hurry. I'm just following orders. Let's talk some more."

Shang Wan clicked her tongue inwardly. So this person can laugh. She thought his facial features were lifeless and couldn't move.

She pursed her lips and said in a less than friendly tone, "I don't do business at a loss, so I'm afraid I won't be able to reach an agreement with Manager Zhong."

Seeing that Shang Wan was getting anxious, Steward Zhong secretly glanced at Lu Chengjing.

Lu Chengjing was calmly drinking tea, showing no signs of the excitement he had displayed when haggling with him earlier, and seemed unconcerned about whether the deal would go through or not.

Manager Zhong considered the bottom line his employer had given him, and worried that if he really angered Shang Wan, he wouldn't be able to do the job well, so he finally relented.

The final price was seven taels and two mace of silver for a box of the all-purpose ointment and one tael of silver for a bottle of wound medicine.

The two parties signed a contract, and the bell maker paid a deposit of one hundred taels in advance, with the balance to be paid after the medicine was prepared.

Manager Zhong did not leave in a hurry, and continued to discuss with Shang Wan and the other person about ordering Yu Rong San and Bai Yu Gao.

Shang Wan said, "I can supply the goods, but I have one requirement."

"please say."

“Reselling is allowed, but the boxes and medicine bottles must bear the emblem of my Lingyao Pavilion so that buyers know that both the Jade Complexion Powder and the White Jade Ointment come from my Lingyao Pavilion. Furthermore, you cannot mislead customers in any way.”

Shang Wan's goal is to make Lingyao Pavilion bigger and stronger and create a brand effect, not just to make money. She doesn't want the good things she researched to end up benefiting others.

Zhongli is capable of usurping someone else's place, so she has to nip this potential problem in the bud.

Upon hearing this, Steward Zhong's expression visibly stiffened.

He clearly hadn't expected the gala to make such a request.

"Manager Shang's words are a bit too much to ask."

Shang Wan seemed quite indifferent, saying, "If you feel it's difficult, you don't have to cooperate. I'm fine selling things on my own."

The item is in her hands; she can give it to whomever she wants, as she pleases.

Even if we lose Boss Zhong, there will be Boss Li, Boss Wang, Boss Zhou, and so on in the future. As long as the products are good, we won't have to worry about people coming to our door.

Steward Zhong: "..."

Why does this woman like to push money away so much?
Isn't it enough to make money?

Lu Chengjing put down his teacup and looked at the silent Steward Zhong. "If you can't make the decision, you might as well go back and ask Boss Zhong first."

He offered a way out, and Steward Zhong accepted it.

He couldn't agree to something without his employer's permission.

Although the process was a bit tedious, she managed to close a deal. Shang Wan politely saw Manager Zhong off and even gave him a packet of jujube paste pastries, as she noticed he seemed to enjoy them.

(End of this chapter)