While Zhao Xiaohai was discussing business operations with his master, his fellow apprentices could no longer hold back and each received 5 watches and started selling them.
Shaolin Temple is located halfway up the Shaoshi Mountain, and there is a long dirt road leading to the foot of the mountain.
It was this dirt road that allowed local villagers to see business opportunities.
Some sell water, some sell tea eggs, and some set up a small restaurant with a few tables.
One family next to another.
There were sheds on both sides of the road, with tables lined up next to each other, stretching for several miles.
There are also many people setting up small wooden tables to sell souvenirs.
What attracts children most are the small toys such as wooden swords and wooden guns.
There are also various commemorative badges, fans, wooden fish, etc. commemorating your visit.
What tourists are most satisfied with are the secret manuals such as "Shaolin Boy's Kung Fu" and "Yi Jin Jing". If you are lucky, you can also see the 72 Shaolin unique skills.
I don’t know if any tourists have mastered this technique.
This thousand-year-old temple has ushered in an unprecedented tourism boom thanks to the movie "Shaolin Temple".
According to statistics, in 1985, 2 million people flocked to the place to see the mysterious and legendary martial arts holy land in the movie.
The entrance to Shaolin Temple is bustling with people, like a market.
"Don't miss this if you're passing by! It's a great-looking and affordable watch, take one home as a souvenir!"
Zhang Lei was quick-witted and imitated the others, shouting at the top of his lungs. His voice was still particularly loud amid the exclamations and laughter of the crowd.
His face was slightly red from the sun and beads of sweat hung on his forehead, but it did not affect the enthusiasm and expectation for business in his eyes at all.
Tourists gathered around as if attracted by a magnet.
A young man in a fashionable floral shirt took a watch from Zhang Lei, looked at it carefully in the sunlight, and asked.
"How much is this watch?"
Zhang Lei's eyes lit up, and he quickly introduced it enthusiastically: "Brother, you have a good eye! You can't buy a watch as good as this one anywhere else. It's only 60 yuan. You'll definitely look great wearing it!"
The young man hesitated for a moment and muttered, "It's a bit expensive..."
Zhang Lei chuckled and patted his chest, saying, "Brother, think about it. You came all the way to Shaolin Temple, and it's worth it to bring back a commemorative watch! And this watch is of excellent quality, and it keeps accurate time! Besides, if those Shaolin monks in the movies wore watches, they would definitely choose one of ours!"
When the tourists around heard what he said, they couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
The young man in the flowered shirt was moved by what Zhao Xiaohai said. He gritted his teeth and took out 60 yuan and handed it to Zhang Lei.
Zhang Lei took the money with both hands, handed the watch to the young man with a smile on his face, and said, "Brother, please introduce more business to me in the future!"
The young man put on the watch, gestured on his wrist a few times, and left with satisfaction.
In this way, Zhang Lei's business gradually became busy.
A group of tourists from Northeast China gathered in front of the stall, chattering and full of curiosity about these watches.
One of the girls with ponytails picked up a watch with Mickey Mouse pattern and couldn't let it go.
Her companion next to her joked, "Wow, you're so old, and you still like Mickey Mouse!"
The girl blushed and said, "Isn't this just fun? And buying it here is so meaningful!"
Zhang Lei took the opportunity to say, "Girl, you look as beautiful as the heroine in the movie when you wear this watch! I've given you a discount on this watch, 55 yuan!"
When the girl heard this, she happily paid for it.
As the sun gradually set, Zhang Lei's watches were sold out.
He counted the thick stack of money in his hand, a satisfied smile on his face.
Of course, people in the same industry have different benefits. Qi Wu’s fellow apprentices are not very good at talking, and some of them have not made a single deal.
Suddenly I felt like a deflated ball.
I thought making money was easy, but it turned out to be so difficult!
I have good things but I can’t sell them.
Several people were looking worried when they heard a junior fellow student shouting again.
"Master and Senior Brother asked you all to come back."
Like the sound of nature, several people ran back to the martial arts school in a panic.
Come back and take a look.
A barber was waiting for everyone.
As soon as they entered the door, Zhao Xiaohai forced them to shave their heads one by one.
He was also given a set of clothes to wear as a monk soldier.
After changing clothes, it seemed like it was normal.
Zhao Xiaohai nodded with satisfaction.
This is the way to make money that Zhao Xiaohai and his master discussed.
The martial arts school has a deep connection with Shaolin Temple, as long as you don’t say that you are a monk from Shaolin Temple.
To skirt the issue is to turn a blind eye.
What is marketing? Attracting talent is the best marketing.
The master also personally went into battle, shaved his head, and put on a bright red cassock. At first glance, he really looked like a high-ranking Shaolin monk.
Everything was ready. Zhao Xiaohai and his companions shouted at the top of their lungs in the crowd, "Dear friends who have come from afar! Today, let's open your eyes and watch an authentic Shaolin martial arts show!"
This shout instantly attracted the attention of a large number of tourists, who gathered around in three layers.
Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums and lively shouts, the martial arts school students made a brilliant appearance.
They worked in pairs, got into stances, and fought back and forth with punches and kicks.
I saw one of the brothers, who was agile, rush forward and kick. The other brother dodged sideways flexibly and then kicked out with a sweeping kick, which drew cheers from the audience around.
Their movements were vigorous and powerful, and they imitated the wonderful moves in the movie vividly.
When the performance reached its climax, Zhang Lei struck the gong and suddenly spoke loudly.
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