The Mightiest Little Peasant

The enemies met with special eyes.

Feng Bai's face was cold, and his eyes were like a knife, and he looked coldly.

There were still many people present. Their eyes were a little complicated, awesome, and hostile. Some people also bowed their hands and respectfully called King Qin.

These people vary in age, half of them are young people, and the other half are 30 or 40 years old.

A group of people gathered together with a bulging bag around their waists, obviously all came to sell medicine.

This kind of aphrodisiac is really not a high-end product, as long as it is all people who have been in contact with elixir.

Tang Hao glanced and frowned slightly.

There are quite a lot of people, and limited by the herbs here, everyone's formula and quality must be similar. If you want to succeed, you have to look at your own strategy.

"I didn't expect... you are also in love with this place!" Feng Bai said coldly.

"Why not?"

Tang Hao said.

"Yes! Of course! What do you King Qin want to do, I can stop you from succeeding!" Feng Baidao said with a bit of sarcasm. "Just because I'm here, you don't want to be the first!"

With that said, Feng Bai showed a bit of complacency, "Who can compare with my Feng family on the art of medicine, I advise you not to humiliate yourself, quit early and do something else! "

Tang Hao's face cooled down and said, "It's not a small breath!"

Feng Bai said with a sneer: "I have a big breath, that's because I have this strength, I want to surpass me, dream you!"

Behind him, several youths sneered.

In this way, the surname Qin is really less than that of Feng, and even more than many people here, many of whom are from the Dao forces and are proficient in medicine.

If you want to sell them, first of all, the quality is good, and before the war, these people will win most of them.

This surnamed Qin wants to surpass them, too difficult!

Tang Hao glanced at them and smiled playfully.

These people are so naive!

Good quality does not necessarily succeed, and their quality will not be better. The most important thing is marketing strategy.

Yeah, these people are great teachers, elite children of big factions, who grew up in the door from an early age. No one has contacted the way of doing business, and has never been in contact with these ordinary markets.

To put it bluntly, these people are the flowers in the greenhouse. On the business road, they are just a group of stunned heads.

Fortunately, he let these people know, what is the real business!

"Why are you laughing!"

Feng Bai shouted at once, annoyed.

Tang Hao smiled and said, "I'm thinking, how to teach you how to be a man!"

"You... so big tone! It's you alone?" Feng Bai took a deep breath and smiled angrily.

A group of young people behind him also sneered.

"The surnamed Qin, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!"

"Let's surname Qin, let's go and see!"

But those older uncles are all silent.

They have some experience and know that it is not easy to do business.There are so many people here, the competition is too fierce, and it is quite difficult to stand out.

"go!"

Feng Bai sneered for a while, then snorted again, and then took people away.

They came to the front of the blue building and began to sell their medicine.

"Brother, do you need medicine? Come and see this, one pillar of Optimus pills, one go down, keep you one pillar of Optimus, hard as iron."

"Come, come and see me, Jiuyang Pill, one will go down and let you regain your glory and be brave like a tiger!"

The geniuses of these great religions and big schools were just astonished, but now, one by one, with a frivolous look, and a thief's eyes, they are soliciting business enthusiastically.

However, the effect is not good.

Many people looked at them, they shook their heads, broke free of their pull, and accelerated their pace.

In their view, these people are liars.

Moreover, as a man, who would admit that they are not good, even if they want to buy this medicine, they will only buy it secretly, where will they buy it?

They worked hard for a while, and few sold them.

Tang Hao was not in a hurry. He stood by the roadside and observed it.

He is looking for goals. Those who need medicine most are his current goals.

The sky became darker, and the streets became more lively. There were men coming to have fun, and the business of those blue houses became more and more popular.

Tang Hao leaned against the wall and looked around. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

In the crowd, a fat man with a big belly came over.

He was dressed magnificently and looked rich, with two followers behind him and swaggering away.

On my hands and neck, I hung thick gold necklaces, and I looked very rich.

"This is it!"

Tang Hao grinned and greeted him.

"Brother, hello!"

He has a smile on his face.

"What the hell!" The fat man glanced around impatiently.

Tang Hao smiled even brighter, "Brother, have you been in a bit of pain recently? You also have sore waists, and the whole person feels boring?"

The fat man was startled, "What do you know?"

"Hey! Don't hide from you, my ancestor was a psychiatrist. I know how to do it in primary school."

"Magic doctor?"

The fat man was a little skeptical.

"Brother, come here, let's not stand here!" Tang Hao pointed to the side alley.

"Yes!" The fat man nodded busy.

"Brother, you have kidney deficiency! You can't do that either! It's hard!"

"Yes... yes!"

The fat man blushed and admitted reluctantly.

"Brother, don't panic. I have medicine here. My family has practiced medicine for generations. There is an ancestral secret recipe. Everyone who has used it will say yes. Do you want to try it? It's free, no money."

"Brother, if you have concerns, let them try!"

Tang Hao pointed to the two attendants.

The fat man hesitated for a while, but he still had some doubts in his heart, but when he heard that it was free, he moved.

"Then, let me try first!"

The fat man took the five pills in Tang Hao's hand and left.

Tang Hao stood here and waited, and after about an hour, the fat man came in a hurry, his face glowing red.

"Brother...brother, is there any medicine? Give me another hour!"

Drilling into the lane, the fat man was excited.

"One hundred words!" Tang Hao raised a finger.

"OK! Hurry!"

The fat man tucked in a silver or two, and some could not wait.

"I only have five!" Tang Hao stunned.

"Then hold it first, and get me some tomorrow, don't be here, come directly to our house." Fatty said, and then reported his address again, and hurried away.

Tang Hao weighed the silver coin in his hand and grinned.

Aiming at the goal is always the fastest way to make money.

"Just sell like this, accumulate a little money, then open a store, start a brand, and occupy the market..."

Tang Hao pondered and walked along.