Chapter 47 Promotion
The main reason is that I used to get up almost at dawn.
But by this time Jiang Zhiluo had almost finished preparing breakfast, so Mrs. Cui was naturally a little worried.
Jiang Zhiluo didn't say much to Old Madam Cui, for fear that she would worry and be anxious.
Jiang Zhiluo said, "Mom, I've thought about it and it would be better to sell the malt sugar at the morning market in town."
Madam Cui was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on. She asked, "Aren't we going to the dock? Are we going to the market?"
Jiang Zhiluo explained softly, "The dock is usually bustling with people from mid-afternoon to mid-afternoon. There are many boat operators there, while the market is mostly populated by people who live nearby and buy their groceries on weekdays."
"Many people bring their children to the market to buy vegetables, so it's better to sell malt sugar there."
Before Jiang Zhiluo started selling brown sugar, she took a walk around the town and did some research.
I know some places in the town better.
Maltose is usually bought for children.
Therefore, malt sugar sells well in places where there are many children.
Then, the people setting up stalls at the market will probably think of buying some for their children when they see the malt sugar.
Mrs. Cui really didn't understand these things, but after hearing Zhiluo's explanation, she immediately understood, "I didn't expect that there are such strict rules for selling things anywhere."
"Zhiluo, you know more. Let's go to the market soon."
Jiang Zhiluo said, "Mom, I can go by myself."
"That won't do. You'll be so tired all alone. Mom doesn't have much to do anyway, so I'll be with you. You'll be able to relax a little."
Mrs. Cui didn't want the burden of the family to fall on Jiang Zhiluo.
Jiang Zhiluo said, "Mom, I thought we could steam cornmeal buns for lunch. It would be a good opportunity for you to make the dough at home while I go to the market."
"I'll be back soon."
When Mrs. Cui heard this, she thought that Zhiluo might want to eat steamed buns.
She hesitated and nodded, "Okay, don't get tired. It doesn't matter if you can't sell all the goods. Come back early."
Jiang Zhiluo nodded, "Mom, my husband took some sleeping pills last night, let him sleep a little longer."
Jiang Zhiluo knew that Cui Hejin was used to getting up early, which made it difficult for him to get a good rest, so she added some sleeping pills to the medicine she gave him so that he could sleep more soundly.
Mrs. Cui was touched and thought her daughter-in-law was very thoughtful.
Her son hadn't gotten enough rest since he was exiled. She knew it but there was nothing she could do.
My daughter-in-law still has a solution.
Jiang Zhiluo had a simple breakfast to fill her stomach, put the malt sugar in her backpack, and went out with the basket in her hand.
It was just dawn.
She calculated the time and found that by the time she arrived at the town market, it would be daybreak, just in time for the morning market to open, when it was bustling with people.
Jiang Zhiluo went to the market and saw that everyone's stalls were set up. Many women and old ladies were carrying baskets and walking around the morning market buying vegetables.
He would even talk and bargain with people from time to time.
"This cabbage doesn't look fresh anymore. Can you give me a discount?"
"I'll peel off the outside for you, I guarantee the inside will be fresh..."
"These mountain products look good. I come here often to buy vegetables. I'm a regular customer. Please give me some more..."
Most people are haggling over prices, and many people always haggle for a while. Even if it is just to save a penny, it will take a long time.
Of course, there were also maids in charge of shopping for wealthy families. They didn’t bargain much and would just buy things in a hurry and go back.
Jiang Zhiluo was not in a hurry to sell the malt sugar, but observed it first.
However, when Jiang Zhiluo arrived at the market, there were no stalls left.
She couldn't help but sigh that everyone set up their stalls so early.
Maybe they all come to set up stalls before dawn, and everyone comes to grab a good spot.
Jiang Zhiluo looked for a while and found a seat at the innermost part.
Anyway, she just sells some malt sugar, not much, so a small corner is enough.
Jiang Zhiluo took out some oil paper and a charcoal pencil from the space and wrote the prize.
Some had "one malt candy" written on them, some had "one piece of brown sugar" written on them, and one piece of paper had "five malt candies" written on it.
There aren't many prizes, and they're mainly for promotion.
Jiang Zhiluo shouted, "I'm selling malt sugar. It's made with an exclusive secret recipe and it's absolutely delicious. You can try it for free. If you buy more than ten yuan at once, you can enter a lottery. The prizes include brown sugar and malt sugar."
"The malt sugar made with our own secret recipe is appetizing for both adults and children. Children won't be picky eaters and will enjoy their meals more..."
"The brown sugar in the prize is good for your health. You can win brown sugar by participating in the lottery..."
The morning market was bustling with people. Jiang Zhiluo's voice was clear and pleasant, with a gentle and clean aura, which was out of tune with the noisy sounds. However, because of her beautiful and unique voice, it penetrated the entire morning market in an instant.
Everyone who was bargaining was stunned and looked over in the direction of the voice.
I saw a young girl standing in the innermost corner of the morning market. She looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old.
Although she was wearing coarse linen clothes, her eyebrows and eyes were clean and refreshing, with the scent of orchids in the valley.
She had a slender figure and skin as white as snow. The morning sunlight shone on her, giving her a soft glow.
It looks like a camellia in full bloom, so beautiful and charming.
What a bright girl.
Many people were amazed by her.
The ladies and old ladies all like to look at such a pretty girl, especially the girl’s sweet and soft smile, which reminds everyone of glutinous rice candy.
An elderly woman nearby thought of her grandson, who loved sweets but was picky about food, so she quickly walked over and said, "Little girl, is this malt sugar really that magical? Does it stimulate your appetite?"
The old woman came from a well-off family and wasn't interested in winning a lottery or anything like that. She was just concerned about whether the food had really improved his appetite.
It was a real headache to feed her grandson. No matter how many people took turns feeding him, he wouldn't eat much.
Although he is seven years old, he is very thin. His son and daughter-in-law tried many ways and changed several chefs, but it was of no use.
Jiang Zhiluo smiled sweetly and explained in a gentle voice, "Auntie, this malt sugar is made with a secret family recipe. It tastes great and is really good for children's appetites. If you don't believe me, you can buy a few pieces and try them at home."
A little more spiritual spring water was added to the malt sugar, so Jiang Zhiluo was confident about this.
Because she knew that most of the people who ate malt sugar were children.
I am worried that some children may not get enough nutrition from their meals, so adding more spiritual spring water is good for their health.
She is not being particularly kind, but if she does something meaningful while taking good care of her family, she can also help upgrade the space.
Besides, the food is useful and delicious, so next time she sells something, everyone will be willing to come and buy things from her stall.
While Jiang Zhiluo was speaking, she opened the clean cloth on the basket so that everyone could see the malt sugar in the basket clearly.
The old woman took one look and said, "Oh, this looks good. Every one of them is wrapped up."
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