Chapter 40 Scarcity Marketing



Jing Zhe managed to persuade the two to stop and go wash their faces.

Damn it, two ghosts arguing in the middle of the night, who can stand that?

At this moment, Hanhan walked over, looking serious.

"Young chieftain, I've thought about it again and again, and I think there's something wrong with what you said."

"???"

Jing Zhe was completely puzzled.

"You first said to close the door and unleash the dogs, but when there were no dogs, you said to unleash me. Are you treating me like a dog?"

"roll!"

Jing Zhe was already annoyed by Fatty and Big Guy, and now they were asking him questions like "Are they human or dog?" It would be strange if he was in a good mood!

She puffed up her cheeks and sat down in the chair, pointing at the door and saying, "Remember to close the door for me!"

"oh."

Hanhan agreed and closed the door. Then, the two stared at each other, wide-eyed.

"Who the hell told you to lock yourself in the room?"

"But the young chieftain didn't say he'd lock me out!"

"I can't believe it," Hanhan analyzed.

"Where the hell...where's my knife?"

Jing Zhe searched for a long time.

After a long pause, he raised his fist with a cold laugh: "See that? A fist the size of a clay pot. It hurts a lot when it hits you!"

He had only intended to scare the simpleton, but to his surprise, the boy grinned and raised his large hand, slowly clenching it into a fist. "Young chieftain, look, your fist isn't even as big as mine, let alone a clay pot!"

"..."

You're awesome!

If you can't afford to offend the employers, you can at least avoid them, right?

Jing Zhe got up and opened the door. Fatty and Big Guy had just returned from washing their faces and were back in human form, looking much more comfortable.

Jing Zhe gave each of them a popsicle as a reward and explained some precautions for tomorrow. During this time, Fatty and Big Guy raised questions about whether they should show up, since they had acted the day before and were afraid of being recognized.

Jing Zhe thought for a moment and said, "It should be fine, but you'll only be able to do the work of shop assistants from now on. If anyone recognizes you, just say you thought the popsicles were so amazing the other day that you offered to help out!"

Seeing that the two nodded, Jing Zhe sent them away to rest and prepare for tomorrow.

...

The next morning, the area outside the Cool Summer Inn was packed with people.

If you praise the mung bean popsicle, we're all friends.

But if you want to buy mung bean popsicles, sorry, you're my enemy!

Before the door was even opened, Fatty, Hanhan, and the others were listening to the noisy conversations and dense crowds outside, and they were even more excited than when they were robbing someone.

Fortunately, Jing Zhe had assigned them different tasks last night. Some guarded the popsicles, some were ready to collect money, and some even had sticks and were waiting nearby, wanting to see which fool dared to break the rules and give them a good beating!

Even so, when they opened the door, they were still stunned by what they saw.

"Give me ten popsicles!"

"Give me twenty!"

"Don't you guys have any manners? There are only a hundred sticks, and you buy so many at once, what are the others supposed to eat?"

"Damn it, you only have one mouth, aren't you afraid of your other mouth throwing up after eating so much?"

"Is it wrong for my family to have many members?"

As the crowd jostled and cursed, Fatty and his friends were once again stunned.

They considered the price of 100 coins per popsicle to be a rip-off, but this group of people didn't seem to care about money. If they could, they would probably all want to buy all 100 popsicles by themselves!

Sigh, there are too many fools, making business easy!

Fat Ball maintained order while explaining things to everyone.

"Our manager said that each person can only buy one popsicle!"

Why?

Those who had squeezed to the very front, practically touching the popsicles, complained.

They've already decided how much to buy—as for whether there's anything left for the next group to buy after they've finished, who cares!

"Our manager said that making cool popsicles in the middle of summer is difficult, and these 100 popsicles were made by us working overtime so that all the men in Yongzhou could have a taste of them."

Fatty was quite eloquent, and his acting skills seemed innate. He paused for a moment before continuing, "If everyone buys ten or eight sticks, what will the others eat?"

"Well said! People in front, please be more considerate!"

The people behind him echoed his support.

"Since you can make a hundred, you can hire more people to work overtime and make two or three hundred, right? I've come all this way, so give me ten!"

A handsome scholar in the front row, still unwilling to give up, insisted.

"Young master, please don't put us in a difficult position. Our manager said..."

"Your manager, your manager, what else can you say besides that? Bring your manager out here, I want to ask him, what kind of business is it if you open a shop but don't sell anything!"

"..."

This time, Fatty didn't even bother to acknowledge him and took a step back.

Then, a tall and strong figure approached. The scholar looked up and saw the man with a fierce face and a somewhat simple appearance, and felt fear.

"Who...who are you? What...what are you going to do?"

The scholar took two steps back, his face filled with terror.

The burly man grinned sheepishly and uttered a few words.

"I'll take you out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large hand reached out and grabbed the scholar by the collar.

Then, the scholar felt himself fly up, but he didn't fly for long before he landed on the street with a thud.

"..."

The hall was quiet as everyone looked at the scene and exchanged bewildered glances.

"Ouch, someone's hitting me!"

The scholar, lying on the ground, shouted into the hall, "This is a shady inn! You still dare to stay inside? Aren't you afraid he'll beat you up too?"

Everyone glanced at him, then turned their heads back expressionlessly, as if they hadn't heard anything.

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