《Supreme Grandpa 》Chapter 43: High-end Product Creation Plan
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"Damn old witch, you think I did that willingly?!"
"Ahhhh, damn it, your mouth smells so bad even from afar! Do you have hemorrhoids in your mouth?"
Not far from the farm, in a ditch, Luo Xiang lay here in messy clothes.
The aunt's scolding just went all the way into his ears along the direction of the wind.
Even if he covered his ears with his hands tightly, he still heard her clearly. Feeling a bit irritated, he cursed the aunt back in his heart.
"Damn it!"
"Damn sinner of heaven and earth!"
"You animal can actually do this kind of thing?"
After the curse, the sound became more and more unpleasant. Luo Xiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he lowered his head and looked at the strange liquid on his body, wishing to find a hole to lay in.
Shame!
Regret!
Humiliation!
Such emotions continued to breed in his heart.
But over time, the aunt's scolding became hoarse, even getting smaller and smaller.
Lying in the ditch, Luo Xiang, who was thinking about life, suddenly found that he was not too tired, and his physical fitness was much stronger.
His arms also became stronger.
"It seems that the effect of Great Energy Pill is really good! With a few more pills, maybe I can step into the threshold of being a martial artist."
Feeling the changes in his body, such a weird thought quietly appeared in Luo Xiang's heart.
He even faintly looked forward to it.
…
The next day.
As soon as the sky turned on, Yang Song was interrupted by the buzzing of text messages from his phone. He stopped cultivating and took a look at the mobile phone.
"Huang Shi?"
Seeing the sender of the text message, Yang Song immediately became energetic, "Has he finished experiencing the good effect of Great Energy Pill? If this experiment is successful, I can sell it immediately!"
Thinking of this, Yang Song quickly opened the text message.
"You surname Yang, did you deliberately do it? I want to kill you, ah..."
"Asshole, you damn undying monster!"
"I'm sorry Old Yang, the phone was taken away by my dog just now, and accidentally sent the messages."
"Old Yang, Great Energy Pill is very good, the effect is remarkable."
"Old Yang, I want to give feedback about the effects I have experienced. After I have eaten it, I immediately felt more energetic. This pill is also delicious to eat. Thank you so much. This pill is so powerful."
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"This Great Energy Pill is really a pill from the realm of God. After a night of exercise, I feel that my body has also become stronger. The effect of martial arts training is much better than usual after taking the pill. Old Yang, you really didn't lie to us."
"Well, Old Yang, when will Great Energy Pills be sold? I plan to buy more. Can I get an internal discount?"
There were a total of seven messages, each with an interval of almost one hour, and the latest one was sent a few minutes ago.
From these text messages, he found that Huang Shi's psychological process was very complicated.
It was like a roller coaster.
"Strange, Huang Shi must've encountered an abnormal experience! However, according to the latest text message, Great Energy Pill is still effective. Should I try it too?"
Yang Song murmured.
As he spoke, the corner of his eyes caught a glimpse of Xiao Laoxu who was facing away from him, studying the kindergarten textbooks. With this, he immediately dispelled the terrible idea.
Let's observe it first.
"Of course it's okay, Old Huang. We have been good brothers for many years, so there must be discounts. So on the basis of the original price, I will give you a 1.3% discount!"
Yang Song casually edited a text message and replied.
Buzz!
In less than three seconds, Huang Shi's text message arrived. Obviously, that guy was clutching his phone all the time: "1.3% off?"
Huang Shi: "Didn't you say we are good brothers?"
Yang Song: "Hehe, if it wasn't for that 'good brother', based on that 'old undying monster' that you sent, believe it or not, I won't sell even a piece of it to you!"
Huang Shi: "Okay, Old Yang. The first few short messages are really a mistake, my dog did it, don't take it to heart!"
Huang Shi: "I believe it."
Huang Shi: "Thank you, Old Yang, for your trust. Old Yang is the most handsome."
Yang Song: "Stop that! A few days ago, I asked someone to send you the Latin dance technique. How's it going now? With the Great Energy Pill, the effect should be good."
"I am studying; it is very interesting!"
"That's good. By the way, Great Energy Pills are very difficult to refine. Do you still remember the mulberry and willow essence that you gave me on my birthday? That is the key medicinal material. Without this thing, I can't refine it. Come on, Old Huang, it's time to test our friendship!"
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Yang Song sent out the text message with a smile and then threw the phone aside.
Although he was not very clear about this, he had a hunch that that Yellow Dog Shit would still stand the test!
…
Huang Family's house, in a messy room.
"Asshole, you beast, this old undead... 1.3% off? Good brother? Is there such a good brother like you? This daddy knows that that old guy doesn't have any goodwill at all. If this daddy gives him the essence of mulberry and willow, then this daddy must be Yellow Dog Shit!"
Huang Shi clutched the phone. His face was pale, and he gnashed his teeth and cursed fiercely.
"Old Huang, I don't care about that. Are the Great Energy Pills coming? If you don't take it next time, I will immediately go out and tell the public about what you have done, and tell the Huang Family members of how wild you are."
When the babysitter heard Huang Shi's scolding, he didn't care that much. He still made a noise next to Huang Shi.
"Fine, fine, isn't it just the Great Energy Pill! He didn't say not to sell it to me! If you make noise again, I will really squash you to death!"
Huang Shi's eyes turned red with anger.
This bastard, who used to be his loyal subordinate, now stood up against him and threatened him!
"That's good. By then, you will eat one Great Energy Pill every day!"
The babysitter just laughed and put his arm around Huang Shi's arm, rubbing him constantly.
"Scram away!"
Huang Shi cursed, and at the same time picked up the phone and tried to calm his mood, he typed, "Of course! We are all old friends. You give me the pill, and I will provide you with medicinal materials and labor fees. Everything is a matter of course."
After sending the text message, Huang Shi didn't want to be angry anymore, and with a snap, he threw the phone aside, lay on the bed, and continued to be in a daze.
Although he had become stronger, he had also become 'curved'.
Such a change was definitely not a good thing!
…
In the Yang Family's secret room, after throwing the phone aside, shortly afterward, the sound of text messages began to buzz again.
Some of them were sent by Huang Shi, Zhou Tong, Da Ji, and other people in the Elderly Club who had obtained the pill.
It was just that Yang Song now didn't bother to watch it again.
"From Huang Shi's situation, Great Energy Pills have no side effects on martial artists. After a taste, they will want to eat it again, and this pill can really increase physical strength. Next, I can supply them to the market normally. However, if I want to sell at a high price, I have to make a limited edition grade."
Yang Song sat at the table, holding a pen, and began to think about Great Energy Pill's business plan.
If he wanted to make a lot of money, he must make Great Energy Pill a high-end scarce product.
He had to transform it into a part of people's main asset.
He needed to let all people hoard together, and he could increase the price every once in a while.
"The price of the finished goods from the factory is 900 C dollars per pill. However, in the market, the commercial agents are required to sell each one up to 1,499 C dollars. When the time comes, the agents will raise the price."
Yang Song wrote his thoughts in his notebook. This business plan was something made based on the strategy of a certain product in his previous life on earth.
That product regularly created an image of scarcity and rarity to keep prices inflated. It also maintained its reputation as a premium product by remaining unreachable to many.
That was not just because of the price, though this obviously factored into the issue for some low-earning people.
"I also have to design high-end packaging and anti-counterfeiting signs."
"Create scarcity, and tell every user repeatedly that the longer the Great Energy Pills are stored, the older the Great Energy Pills are, the more valuable they become. If you eat them this way, the effect and taste will be better."
"Every new year and holidays, you can give it away as a valuable gift for relatives and friends."
In a short while, Yang Song recorded several plans. Next, he just had to find an appropriate time to promote it, and then put all these Great Energy Pills on the market!
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