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Chapter 111 The Launch of Fengyoujing (a type of medicated oil)

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Zhu Zhe found the idea intriguing and wondered how he could possibly help Miss Song.

He first asked Song You'an to sit down before asking curiously, "What kind of help do you need from me, Miss Song?"

"Help me find a few people," Song Youan said.

Zhu Zhe was stunned by what he said. He smiled with a puzzled expression: "Looking for someone? Tell me in detail, young lady, who do you want me to look for?"

After a moment of thought, Song Youan slowly began to speak: "In a few days, I plan to sell Tiger Balm at the gates of various academies in Kyoto. This Tiger Balm is different from the one that the young master got before. It is not liquid or in a glass bottle, but solid, and the overall cost is also lower."

"I plan to sell them for thirty-five coins each."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhe was startled: "Thirty-five coins? That's too cheap!"

Zhu Ling nodded in agreement: "Yes, this medicated oil is incredibly effective at refreshing people. It's sure to be a hot commodity. Thirty-five coins is such a bargain."

Song Youan smiled and explained calmly, "This product is not expensive to begin with. The raw materials used for extraction are very common. Moreover, I know that it will become a staple in people's lives. Selling it at too high a price would defeat its universal purpose."

"I turned the liquid into a solid and the packaging from glass to iron. My original intention was to lower the price. Fengyoujing is a consumable, and I hope that the people of Dazhao can afford it. It's all about small profits and quick turnover."

Zhu Zhe seemed to understand Song You'an's thoughts, and his gaze towards her was filled with admiration: "Young lady, you have a great sense of righteousness and do not want this medicated oil to become an exclusive product for the rich."

Song Youan shook his head modestly: "Young Marquis, please don't give me such high value. In the end, I'm just a businessman. I want to do business with the nobles, but I also want to do business with the common people. Rather than saying I'm righteous, you should say I'm greedy. I can accept that more."

One sentence made Zhu Zhe burst out laughing: "I didn't expect Miss Song to be so humorous."

Song Youan continued, "Thirty-five coins each. The young marquis thinks it's cheap, but it's actually a price that most people can afford. If a scholar uses them every day, he might use two or three a month, or even four or five, which would add up to more than a hundred coins."

“The students in each academy come from different backgrounds. Some are poor students from villages around the capital. More than one hundred coins is not a small amount for them. There must be some who cannot afford it.”

At this point, Song Youan looked at Zhu Zhe and finally got to the point: "I want the young marquis to organize these people for me. The academies in the four directions of the capital should register separately. If any student is willing to help my stall as an accountant, they can receive a box of medicated oil every day as payment."

"The number of items sold at each stall is limited each day, so it won't take up too much of their time. Once they've sold out and packed up, their task is done."

Zhu Ling exclaimed in surprise, "So that's what you were thinking, young lady! Those little beggars helped you set up your stall but they can't do math. You can use this method to find a scholar who can't afford the Tiger Balm to help you with the accounts. It's a win-win situation!"

"A little beggar?" Zhu Zhe was confused again.

Zhu Ling then told Zhu Zhe about Song You'an's matter. After listening, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Song You'an with sincere admiration: "Miss Song's method is wonderful."

"Moreover, to be honest, there are thousands of students at the Kyoto Academy, and quite a few of them come from poor families. Your method is highly feasible."

Upon hearing this, Song Youan couldn't help but smile and ask, "Would the young marquis be willing to help me with that?"

"Of course, this is ultimately a good thing, and I'll be happy if it's done." Zhu Zhe readily agreed and assured her, "Please rest assured, Miss, I'll be heading out in a bit." "I really feel bad for taking up your time studying, Young Marquis. Consider this a favor I owe you. If there's anything I can do for you in the future, please just let me know." Song You'an stood up and thanked him.

“There’s no need for that, young lady. They always say I’m going to go crazy from reading all day and never going out. This is a good balance between work and rest,” Zhu Zhe said with a smile.

Zhu Ling nodded and smiled, "No need to be so polite with my second brother. It's rare that I need his help."

Zhu Zhe acted immediately, going back to change his clothes before leaving the mansion.

There are dozens of academies of all sizes in Kyoto, and it is obviously unrealistic and inefficient for him to visit them one by one.

And spreading the word by word is always the most effective method.

He first went to the "Poetry Competition" where students often gathered to spread the news, and then directly found the key figures of the largest academies in all directions to help him spread the word. In less than two days, the list of those who signed up was all compiled.

The list was densely packed with names, indicating that there were clearly quite a few impoverished scholars and students in this capital.

Zhu Zhe selected thirty people for each of the four stalls according to the order of registration. Each person would take turns calculating accounts for one day. In this way, each person would receive a box of medicated oil per month. It might not be enough, but there were too many people, so this was the only way to give more people the same opportunity.

Meanwhile, Song Youan has been training Yuanbao and the others these past few days.

She explained the uses and sales techniques of medicated oil to them. Although these children had never been to school or learned to read, they all had excellent memories and remembered everything Song Youan said.

On the fifth day, the eight children, in pairs, pushed the wooden carts that Song Youan had ordered, with each team carrying two hundred boxes of medicated oil.

The stalls were set up in the four directions of east, west, south, and north, right at the entrance of the most famous academy. The scholar in charge of the accounts on the first day was already waiting there.

The students from various academies had already received news that the medicated oil stall would be open today, and they were waiting there early in the morning.

Since it was the first day, Song Youan went to the "Shanghe Academy" in the north with Yuanbao and Caicai. The academy was packed with people, blocking the main street in front of it.

The cart had a banner hanging on it, with the words "Yuan's Cooling Balm" written on it. As soon as they showed themselves, they were surrounded by enthusiastic scholars.

Cai Cai was timid and startled, so she hid behind Song You'an.

Yuanbao was the most reliable. He remembered his sister's instructions to maintain order at the stall, otherwise, the more chaotic it was, the more likely he was to make a mistake.

He shouted, "Don't push! Everyone line up, or we won't sell!"

Upon hearing that the sale was no longer taking place, the chaotic crowd spontaneously began to find order, voluntarily lining up one after another. The end of the line stretched so long that it ended at the next street corner, with no end in sight.

Once the queue was properly lined up, the previously chaotic and congested streets returned to normal.

Song Youan looked at Yuanbao with an appreciative smile, hoping that Yuanshun and the others could do as well as Yuanbao.