12dz Chapter 626 My face is practically beaming with joy
Chapter 626 My face is practically beaming with joy
"Old Zhong is one of the strongest martial artists in Dingjun County. You don't even recognize him?"
"If I remember correctly, Zhong Sheng has been stuck at the peak of the eighth rank for five years, right? No wonder he is so eager for the Crimson Blood Chicken."
"Manager Luo, give me two Red Blood Chickens too."
"..."
After Zhong Sheng left, other martial artists who were in the same situation as Zhong Sheng and were also stuck at the peak of the eighth rank took out their money to buy Crimson Blood Chicken.
Soon, 15 Red Blood Chickens were sold, which made Luo Meng extremely happy.
The purchase price of a red-blooded chicken is 100 taels, but the selling price is 150 taels, with a profit of 50 taels per chicken.
Selling 15 items would yield a profit of 750 taels, equivalent to Zheng Baolou's daily profit.
"Martial artists make money much easier in this world!"
Luo Meng thought to himself that compared to ordinary people, martial artists are much wealthier and have a stronger purchasing power. To put it ironically, the profits that 100 ordinary people could bring to Zheng Baolou probably couldn't compare to those of an eighth-rank martial artist.
Of course, making money from martial artists isn't that simple. First, you need goods that can attract martial artists, and second, you need to have enough power or a strong backer.
Otherwise... these martial artists are not all law-abiding citizens. Shops without the ability to protect themselves, and some martial artists with ulterior motives, can make you lose both your money and your reputation in no time.
While Manager Luo was sighing, those peak eighth-rank martial artists who had already bought the Crimson Blood Chicken had left Zheng Baolou, eager to rush home and test its effects.
The remaining eighth and ninth-rank martial artists focused their attention on the Blood Feather Chicken.
"Manager Luo, how much is this Blood Feather Chicken?"
"I don't need a Red Blood Chicken. How much does a Blood Feather Chicken cost?"
"This Blood Feather Chicken shouldn't be as expensive as the Crimson Blood Chicken, right?"
"..."
Eighth and ninth-rank martial artists have no use for Crimson Blood Chickens, or rather, using Crimson Blood Chickens for cultivation is too extravagant for them. That's why they raised objections when they heard about the price of Crimson Blood Chickens.
"Blood-feathered chickens are cheaper."
In response to the crowd's inquiries, Manager Luo replied with a smile, "A Blood Feathered Chicken costs 80 taels of silver. Would you like to buy some?"
80 taels each?
The price of a grade nine medicinal herb is about that, so it's acceptable to everyone present.
"Manager Luo, give me two blood-feathered chickens."
Cai Ying took out the money bag he had prepared in advance, which contained two hundred taels of silver that he had saved up over the years by guarding people's homes.
He counted out 160 taels from the two hundred taels of silver and handed them to Luo Meng. Then he took two blood-feathered chickens from Luo Meng and left Zheng Baolou full of anticipation.
"I'll have two too."
"Give me three. I've heard that this Blood Feather Chicken has extraordinary effects and can definitely help me break through to the eighth rank. Maybe I can even advance to the peak of the eighth rank."
"I want two."
"Give me three Bloodfeathered Chickens."
"..."
Following Cai Ying, other martial artists also took out their money to buy Blood Feather Chickens. Because there were many eighth and ninth-grade martial artists, and each of them bought more than two Blood Feather Chickens, the 100 Blood Feather Chickens on the shelf were sold out in no time. This made Luo Meng's old face smile like a chrysanthemum.
The profit from one Blood Feathered Chicken is 40 taels of silver, so the profit from 100 chickens is 4000 taels. Adding the profit from the Crimson Blood Chicken, in just a short while, Zheng Baolou's profit reached 4750 taels, which is equivalent to his profit in the previous seven days.
"Congratulations, Manager Luo."
He Suo, the guard commander who had been by Luo Meng's side, smiled and said, "With the Blood Feather Chicken and Crimson Blood Chicken selling so well, Zheng Baolou's profits this month must be quite substantial."
"Ha ha!"
Luo Meng laughed heartily. Just as He Suo had said, Zheng Baolou's profits this month would definitely be much higher than before, and with higher profits, Luo Meng's remuneration or commission would also be higher!
"Manager Luo."
Just then, another group of martial artists arrived at Zheng Bao Lou and went straight to the second floor. Upon seeing Luo Meng, they immediately asked, "I heard that Blood Feather Chickens are sold here. Is that true?"
"it is true."
Upon seeing Luo Meng nod, the arriving martial artists all showed joy on their faces.
Before they could even make a purchase request, Romon added, "But the Bloodfeather Chickens are all sold out!"
"what?"
Disappointment flashed across everyone's faces. They had rushed over after learning that Zheng Baolou had blood-feathered chickens for sale, but they were still a step too late.
"We actually failed to make it!"
"I rushed over as soon as I heard the news, but I was still too late."
"I just saw someone carrying a blood-feathered chicken out of Zheng Bao Lou. How come it's sold out already?"
"..."
Seeing the disappointment on everyone's faces, Luo Meng smiled and said, "Although we're out of Bloodfeather Chickens, we still have Crimson Ducks. Would you all like to give them a try?"
"Red-billed Duck?"
A look of suspicion flashed across everyone's faces.
A burly man asked, "Manager Luo, what is the purpose of this Red Duck?"
"The effects of the Crimson Duck are similar to those of the Blood Feather Chicken; both are rare items that can help eighth and ninth-rank martial artists cultivate."
"really?"
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they stared at Luo Meng without blinking.
"It's true."
Luo Meng patted his chest and guaranteed: "I, Luo, guarantee in the name of Zheng Baolou, that the effects of this Red Plum Duck will absolutely not be weaker than those of the Blood Feather Chicken."
Hearing Luo Meng's guarantee, the crowd immediately believed him to some extent; they trusted Zheng Baolou's reputation.
After hesitating for a moment, everyone took out their money to buy.
"Give me two red-billed ducks to try."
"I'll have two too."
"I only need one."
"..."
Soon, all the newly arrived martial artists bought the Crimson Ducks and hurriedly left Zheng Baolou, eager to return home and test their effects.
Meanwhile, Luo Meng inside Zheng Baolou... was grinning from ear to ear.
100 Blood Feather Chickens, 15 Red Blood Chickens, and 50 Red Ducks were sold, bringing the total profit to 6750 taels of silver, which was roughly equivalent to Zheng Baolou's profit for half a month.
"Manager Luo, you've struck it rich this time!"
He Suo, who saw all this, was very envious, and even had the thought that he should become a manager himself.
In the past, He Suo would never have had such thoughts, because as a martial artist, he received much higher pay from the Zheng family than a manager like Luo Meng.
But that's all in the past. Now that Luo Meng is in charge of Zheng Bao Lou, with its Blood Feather Chicken and Crimson Blood Chicken, which are highly attractive to martial artists, Zheng Bao Lou's profits will inevitably rise steadily, and Luo Meng's remuneration will also increase accordingly, perhaps even exceeding that of He Suo, a martial artist.
This made He Suo's heart flutter, and he wondered if he should resign from his position as the guard commander and take over a Zheng Bao Lou restaurant like Manager Luo.