Fan Leshan walked into the pharmacy.
The first thing you see is rows of honey jars on the cabinet at the back, as well as precious Chinese herbal medicines such as ginseng, winter grass, ganoderma lucidum, deer antler, and bird's nest, all packed in large glass bottles and lined up on the shelves.
There are a few words written on it: "666 Weitai's medicinal materials".
Fan Leshan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "No wonder these stomach medicine pills are so expensive, it turns out that the medicinal materials are precious. You get what you pay for. The ancients really didn't lie to me."
Chen Xia laughed when he heard this, but he remained serious on the surface and said, "That's right. We are conscientious doctors who specialize in making conscientious and good medicines, but we hardly make any money. We are completely serving the people."
Chen Qiaogu almost laughed out loud when she heard this. Even if outsiders didn't know, how could she not know what this ingredient was?
The precious medicinal materials of this medicine are placed here for show. The real medicinal materials are not these. Even the honey content is less than 20%. Except for the mysterious white pills, other medicinal materials are very cheap.
"Hello comrade, how many pills would you like to buy?"
"Oh oh." Fan Leshan was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Qiaogu.
This is the power of the beauty economy, which can make male customers lose their composure and say, "Hello, I, I want to buy 50 pills."
As soon as I said this, I heard someone behind me cursing: "Oh my god, if you buy 50 pills by yourself, what will happen to the people behind us? No way, you bought too many."
Fan Leshan was also unhappy. "I came here first. I can buy as many pills as I want. There's no rule against buying more. If I had enough money, I would buy all 200 pills, believe it or not."
"Hey kid, try buying them all."
Chen Xia hurried out to stop the fight. He was really afraid that these people would start fighting. It would be a real joke.
"How about this? On the first day of opening, we have some stock in the pharmacy, so I'll sell it all today. Don't worry, everyone can get a share. But it's only today. Starting tomorrow, I'll only sell 200 pills, so you'd better hurry up if you want to buy some."
"Okay, Doctor Chen is still righteous."
"Doctor Chen wishes you a prosperous life."
Everyone obviously appreciated this favor and started to flatter Chen Xia.
There was still a lot of noise outside, but Chen Chunyu and the others had already packed the stomach pills into five glass bottles and handed them to Qiaogu through the small window.
"Hello comrade, 50 pills cost 200 yuan."
Fan Leshan quickly handed over the money. Qiaogu counted it and said with a smile, "200 yuan is just right. Take these pills."
Fan Leshan carefully put the medicine into his bag, wrapped it in a towel, and then ran away excitedly without even looking at the beautiful woman.
Many customers in the city have already made appointments to buy medicine. He adds 1 yuan to the price of each pill. Once these pills are sold out, he can make 50 yuan.
50 yuan, the salary standard that only cadres can achieve. A young educated youth like him can earn that in one day. It really feels like a dream.
Chen Xia's original decision to lower the price was mainly to leave enough profit margin for these middlemen.
Just retailing alone wouldn't allow Kezhen to increase sales; there would always be a ceiling. But second-hand dealers were different. As long as they could make a profit, they wouldn't hesitate to sell drugs to the border regions, let alone the surrounding areas of Yuezhou.
The businessmen from Zhijiang later became the first chamber of commerce in China, the "Zhejiang merchants".
Being able to be a boss during the day and sleep on the floor at night refers to the Zhijiang businessmen who traveled around the world to do business by exchanging chicken feathers for sugar during the reform and opening up period.
Fan Leshan is one example of this type of person. As long as he can make money, he is not afraid of hardship. These days, as long as you are brave, there are plenty of opportunities to make money. Only lazy people will starve to death.
Chen Xia has been a Zhijiang native for both of his lives and understands very well the power of Zhejiang businessmen.
There is no end to making money. Only by making the cake bigger and sharing the profits can the business grow bigger and bigger.
So he only sells 666 Weitai pills for 4 yuan each. He has no business asking how much others pay for them. If there's demand, he sells more expensive; if there's no demand, he sells less. The market will naturally adjust; only certain conservatives like to interfere.
Chen Xia did not go to the Fourth Hospital this morning. He has been acting as a hands-off boss and secretly observing Chen Qiaogu's personal abilities.
She was selling medicine at the front desk in an orderly and calm manner, and she could face customers with a smile. Chen Xia was quite satisfied with her performance.
What also satisfied him were the girls who were making and packing medicine in the back. They were all very skillful and had a clear division of labor. There was no need for Chen Xia to say anything, as they arranged their respective positions on their own.
He didn't make any mistakes after half a day and handed in a test paper with 100 points on the first day. He was much more reliable than Chen Dong.
The sales volume of Sanliu Weitai completely surprised Chen Xia. Qiaogu and her colleagues made a total of 1,000 pills in the past few days, but there was a long queue of people waiting to buy them, and they were all sold out in half a day.
The people queuing behind were so anxious that they were jumping up and down.
Qiaogu took out a wooden sign from the store and hung it outside the side door of Meiyuan. It read: "Sold out today."
She also comforted the other people in line: "Don't worry, don't worry, we will start production this afternoon and there will be more tomorrow morning. But we can only sell 200 pills tomorrow, so hurry up if you want to buy one."
After a while, the crowd dispersed, the door closed, and a group of little girls gathered together, watching Chen Xia count the money.
"Wow, that's a lot of money."
"Oh my god, if anyone offers 4,000 yuan as a betrothal gift, I promise to marry you tomorrow."
"Haha, Chen Qun, aren't you ashamed to want to get married at the age of 18?"
Hearing everyone laughing, Chen Xia was also in a very good mood. He took out some money from a large pile of great unity.
"Come on, today is the opening day. You all have worked hard. I will give each of you a 10 yuan red envelope. This is not included in your salary, so don't worry."
"Really, thank you, Brother Xia."
"Thank you, Boss Chen, haha."
Chen Fang sat quietly on the side, looked at everyone with a slight smile, and did not stand up on her own initiative.
Chen Xia waved, "Come here, Chen Fang, you have a share too. Although you are helping us with the housework, the seven of you are all one. Everyone will have a share of any benefits in the future."
Chen Dong was unhappy, "Second brother, I want one too. I'm helping out today too."
"Okay, but since you're a child laborer, I can only give you 1 yuan, okay?"
Chen Dong nodded vigorously. One yuan was already a huge sum of money, enough to satisfy his request.
After lunch, the girls started their afternoon medicine making. Now their work enthusiasm should be too high.
Seeing that everything was fine at home, Chen Xia went to work.
Fortunately, this is a hospital and there is nothing serious happening in the General Affairs Department. If it were a private company, employees like Chen Xia would have been fired countless times.
When Chen Xia returned to the office, he saw the attendance sheet on the wall. Yu Hong had enthusiastically written a perfect attendance record for him, and he was very satisfied. It seemed that Deputy Section Chief Yu was quite sensible.
Chen Xia didn't care about the perfect attendance bonus because the attendance record would be evidence for future investigations if something happened, and it was also the best cover for him to pretend to be at work.
Ahem, this is the privilege of leadership.
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