After three years of enfeoffment, the waste prince shocked the court boss

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man in the hot air balloon opened the white cloth tied to the basket. The white cloth was nearly ten meters long and two meters wide. rustle.

There are a few huge characters written on the white cloth, and it reads, "Produced by the Suzhou Embroidery Family of Feng's Embroidery Village in Shitou Lane, South of the City, [-]% off today."

The whole piece of white cloth floats in mid-air, and the text on it can be seen clearly from a long distance.

"So that's how it works. This hot air balloon is already eye-catching, but now it's posted here—and this advertisement is posted. Even those who can't read the text clearly will inquire about it out of curiosity. what was written.

When the time comes, one word will spread to ten, ten will spread to hundreds, and everyone in the capital will probably know about Feng's Embroidery Village. "

A wise person in the crowd opened his mouth to analyze.

"Oh, Boss Feng is really lucky. He only spent a penny. As long as the products of Feng's Embroidery Shop are good, he will definitely make a lot of money. The penny is so worth it."

Someone envied.

Just now Liu Lin asked the crowd if there were any shops in the crowd that were not doing well. He was still weighing the pros and cons, but he didn't expect to be robbed of the opportunity by Boss Feng. Now he regrets it.

That Feng Bingze is also very happy, everyone is a businessman, although his business is not big, but he still has vision, he naturally knows that the effect of this publicity will not be bad.

Now he can't wait to go back to his shop to have a look.

"Boss Feng, don't be impatient, I have already sent someone to guard your shop.

As the first business of our Lingnan Advertising Company, it is also the first practical operation, we will definitely track the advertising effect. "

Liu Lin poured Feng Bingze a cup of tea, and comforted him.

To prevent him from leaving, on the one hand, it is really necessary to see the results, check for deficiencies and fill in gaps, and improve in the future.

On the other hand, it is because I still want to use him to advertise for Lingnan Advertising Company, and I can't let him escape for the time being.

After two cups of tea, a buddy from Lingnan Advertising Company hurried over from a distance.

"Mr. Liu, it's done, it's done, that Feng's Embroidery Village has gone to many people, all because of our advertisement."

The guy excitedly said loudly to Liu Lin.

"Really!"

Hearing what the man said, Feng Bingze stood up excitedly and asked uncertainly, with a nervous expression on his face.

My own embroidery shop has always been tepid, barely relying on regular customers to make ends meet, but now seeing the hope of rising, it is hard to hide my nervousness.

"Really, it's better than your penny. On the way I came, there are still people rushing to your embroidery shop."

The guy said with a smile.

"The shopkeeper! The shopkeeper! Go back quickly. I don't know what happened today. Many people have gone to our shop. It's too busy now. Madam asked me to call you back to help."

At this time, a man dressed as a clerk ran from a distance, sweating profusely, rushed to Feng Bingze, and stretched out his hand to pull his arm while talking.

"Oh, it turned out to be true! It turned out to be true! My Feng's Embroidery Village has finally come back to life."

When Feng Bingze heard what the guy said, he didn't understand that all of this was true, and his shop was really overcrowded at the moment.

Thinking that I have been working hard all these years, but there has been no improvement, and I didn't expect to revitalize the shop today with only a penny, I couldn't help crying.

"Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Liu, this Lingnan Advertising Company is really like my reborn parents."

After all, Feng Bingze bowed to Liu Lin to express his gratitude.

Liu Lin quickly reached out to stop Feng Bingze and said:

"What you and I have done today are all commercial actions. You spent money, and our Lingnan Advertising Company provides services, which is what we should do. Boss Feng doesn't have to do this."

"But I only spent a penny, which is really a big deal."

Feng Bingze sighed.

"The money and the goods are equal, and there is no deception. Boss Feng should go back and take care of the shop, otherwise the hospitality will not be good, and the guests will all run away."

Liu Lin reminded.

"Hey! Go here, go here."

After finishing speaking, Feng Bingze followed the buddy and hurried to his shop.

The spectators looked at the scene in front of them, and felt that their vision had been refreshed again.

"As expected of Lingnan's handwriting, it made a shop that no one cares about become popular in just a few seconds."

"I don't know Mr. Liu, how much does it actually cost to advertise the shop?"

Someone asked.

Naturally, no one present believed that this kind of business only cost a penny, so they all calmed down and waited for the answer.

"If hot air balloons are used to promote, we have launched several packages for everyone to choose from.

The first is that a hot air balloon flies up at a designated location, stays in the air for an hour, and charges 100 taels of silver.

If four hot air balloons are used at the same time to launch and fix in different directions in the city, it will cost 400 taels per hour, and so on.

There is also a hot air balloon that flies back and forth over the city for an hour, and charges 200 taels of silver. If you need to increase the time or quantity, you can get a large discount.

For details, you can see the price list in our store, or chat with the person in charge of the store privately. "

Liu Lin explained.

"Although the price is not low, it is acceptable. Once people are attracted to the store, the money can be easily earned back."

Someone thought.

"Promote my store. I want to put a hot air balloon in each of the four directions of the city, east, west, north, and south."

"I want it too, I want the kind that flies around, one is enough."

"At the beginning of next month, my new store will open. Bring me five, and fly them all over the city for three days!"

……

Immediately, several merchants in the crowd chose to place an order.

As a new thing, hot air balloons are used for advertising, and the sooner the better.

Otherwise, after everyone gets used to this thing floating in the sky, the effect will be greatly reduced, and these businessmen can still see it clearly.

……

As Feng Bingze placed an order for Lingnan Advertising Company for a penny, the store became popular and the Lingnan Advertising Company became a hit, and orders continued.

The latest orders are all scheduled for one month later.

Liu Lin was very satisfied with the gold-absorbing ability of the hot air balloon, but he knew that the five painting class students hidden in the room were the real cash cows, and they hadn't exerted their strength yet, so Liu Lin couldn't help looking forward to it.

Imperial Palace, Yanhe Hall.

"What? Make money by advertising hot air balloons? Can hot air balloons be used like this?"

Listening to Zong Qing's report in front of him, Emperor Qian's eyes straightened.

"It costs 100 taels an hour to fly! Is the order scheduled for a month?"

Emperor Qian looked envious.

"I have three hot air balloons, flying four hours a day, wouldn't I earn 200 taels a day, and 6000 taels a month?"

Emperor Qian was a little sour. This sixth child, with such a way to make money, didn't know how to take him with him.

"Wang Quan, go to Liu Lin and ask if I can buy a share in my three hot air balloons."

Emperor Qian turned his head and said to Wang Quan.

"Your Majesty, your three hot air balloons have been sent to the border a few days ago."

Wang Quan reminded in a low voice.

"My money—it's gone!"

Emperor Qian's face was ashen.

……

Chapter 92

The Office of the Minister of Rites.

"Have you bought it? Is it the latest issue?"

Zhang Yuan, the son of the Minister of Rites, looked at Zhang San, the follower in front of him, and whispered.

The corner of his eyes was still staring at the closed door, for fear that someone would break in suddenly.

"I got it. The small one was hard to get. It's hard to find a copy of it now. The small one was bought from a scalper at an extra price of ten taels, and a shoe was squeezed out."

Zhang San asked for credit, and carefully took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

"You did a good job, you go out first, don't let my father know about this, or you will look good."

Zhang Yuan got the brochure and hurriedly waved away people, he couldn't wait to feast his eyes on it.

Zhang San felt very aggrieved by the behavior of such a heartless man, but he still slipped out, glanced at his young master resentfully, and did not forget to close the door for Zhang Yuan thoughtfully.

"Oh, this figure, this demeanor, is just like a real person, these five sticks are absolutely perfect."

Zhang Yuan sat in front of the desk, found a comfortable position, and carefully opened the booklet.

On the cover of the booklet were written "Rouge House Spring Boudoir Picture" in large vertical characters, at the bottom were "Produced by Wugenchai" in small horizontal characters, and on the top was "The Fifth Issue".

When the booklet was opened, it turned out to be portraits, and each page contained a portrait of a woman, thin and fat, with different looks, either shy or charming.

The most important thing is that the women in those paintings are all scantily clad, barely covering key parts.

This painting method is also different from Dagan's ink painting. The people in the painting are painted with color, and they look like real people, as if they can walk out of the painting at any time, which makes people dreamy.

There are several rows of small characters marked next to each portrait, indicating the identity, age, and - specialties of the woman in the painting.

At this moment, what Zhang Yuan was looking at was Meier, the current headliner of Rouge House, who was seventeen years old and good at playing flute.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect the Rouge Building to be so stunning. I like music the most. When the monthly report is released next month, I must go to Miss Meier's boudoir to listen to her playing a song."

Zhang Yuanxi thought happily.

While looking at it, he didn't forget to gently rub his hands on Meier's portrait, as if he could feel the other's temperature.

"boom!"

Just when Zhang Yuan was still fantasizing, there was a sound of pushing the door, which frightened him to his wits, and he hurriedly stuffed the album under a stack of books.

"Father, why are you here? My son is studying for homework."

Zhang Yuan looked at his own father who suddenly appeared in front of him, and hurriedly made up a lie.

Looking at the flustered look on his son's face, Zhang Lian didn't believe a word.

My own son still can't understand, review his homework?The books on the desk are all dusty, what about cheating ghosts?

"Oh? What homework did you review? Let's talk to Weifu, and ask Weifu to see what progress you have made recently."

Zhang Lian stared at Zhang Yuan's eyes with a playful expression on his face.

"The poems my son reviewed, yes, the poems reviewed."

Zhang Yuan said with a guilty conscience.

"Then tell me what poem you have read recently, and recite it to me."

"My son read An Wang's Yuanxi Ci, yes, it is Yuanxi Ci.

Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night.More blowing down, more blowing down—the sound of the flute moves, and the light of the jade pot turns—the golden thread of Meier Xueliu. --People look for him thousands of Baidu.Looking back suddenly, the man was there, the lights—the deepest part.

Oops, my son has just finished reading, so I can't remember clearly. "

Zhang Yuan said in confusion, secretly looking at Zhang Lian's expression from the corner of his eyes.

Once something is wrong, I plan to call for help and call my mother to stop me, so as not to kill myself.

If he wanted to die, he would have to die in the gentle tent of that Meier girl, how could he die under the whip of this old man.

"Hmph, idle all day long, ignorant of learning and skills, look at His Highness Wang An, who was just like you at the beginning, but now he has become a leader among the princes, but you have not improved at all.

You will be punished for copying "An Collection of Poems of King An", and you will not be allowed to eat until you finish copying. "

Zhang Lian hated that iron cannot be made into steel, and said angrily.

"If I had known it, I would have said that I was reading the "Three Character Classics", then "An Wang Poetry Collection" has a total of [-] poems, when will it be copied.