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"Therefore, I think that chilblain ointment is sold at a low price in Fengqi, and sold to ordinary people at a meager profit, so that all poor families can afford it, so that they can avoid the pain of frostbite in the cold winter."
"What Xiao Qingluo said is true. The people of Fengqi Kingdom will remember your kindness."
Luo Zhan's eyes were piercing, and he looked at Su Qingluo with admiration.
"Brother Zhan agrees."
Su Qingluo had a hunch that Luo Zhan would definitely agree, so he immediately took out a bottle of the ointment he developed and handed it to his subordinates for trial.
The caravans of Jufeng Trading Company travel all year round, everywhere in the Seven Kingdoms.
There are many grooms with frostbitten fingers.
Among the people who came on this trip, there happened to be a groom who had chilblains. He applied the medicine and tried it, and the effect was amazing. The itchy and uncomfortable fingers, and the red, swollen and cracked scars disappeared visibly.
"Xiao Qingluo, Brother Zhan, if you don't accept anyone, you will."
Luo Zhan was delighted when he saw it, and his eyes lit up, as if he saw the white money pouring into the bank of Jufeng Commercial Bank like flowing water.
"The income from the ointment is four or six. Jufeng Trading Company is responsible for providing all the necessary medicinal materials. Qingluo only needs to provide the prescription and guide the preparation."
"Brother Zhan, how many boxes can the pharmaceutical workshop of Jufeng Commercial Bank produce every year?"
Su Qingluo's eyes moved, and it was meaningful: "Chilburn ointment is a good thing that benefits the people. Qingluo wants to spread it in Fengqi as soon as possible, especially the soldiers guarding the northern border, so that they can get relief from the pain of chilblain earlier. "
"Jufeng Commercial Bank has four major pharmaceutical workshops, which are fully operational and can produce about 30,000 to 50,000 boxes per year."
Luo Zhan pondered for a while, and replied carefully: "If Qingluo is too slow, it is also possible to build a few more pharmaceutical factories."
"Thirty thousand is too little."
"Xiao Qingluo is very concerned about the soldiers at the border?
When Luo Zhan heard this, a glint flashed in his eyes.
"The Lin family army guarding the northern border is the patron saint of the people of Fengqi, and a hero that everyone admires."
Su Qingluo smiled calmly: "Although Qingluo is small, she doesn't understand major national affairs, and she has also heard about the bravery of the Lin family's army. She is full of admiration for the heroes who defend their homes and the country."
"Lin Jiajun? It's really admirable."
Luo Zhan was thoughtful, his unclear eyes swept past Su Qingluo's raised eyebrows, and a warm smile appeared again.
"Brother Zhan, let's sign the chilblain ointment contract for ten years first, and I don't want 40% of the proceeds."
Su Qingluo smiled warmly: "Brother Zhan, please do your best to build the factory, put it into mass production as soon as possible, and increase the annual output to 200,000 boxes as much as possible, of which 100,000 boxes will be given priority to the soldiers on the border."
"It doesn't need to be like this~www..com~ Before Luo Zhan could speak, the boy standing behind him had already turned down.
"Miss Su's income will not be less than a penny. Jufeng Trading Co., Ltd. is responsible for building factories and expanding production. It will definitely increase the output to the amount requested by the girl."
"Ahem, yes, Xiao Qingluo, why are you looking down on Brother Zhan? Brother Zhan can still take advantage of you."
Luo Zhan was startled again by his master's sudden speech, and straightened his back to cover up his shock.
"Of course I believe Brother Zhan."
Su Qingluo raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked at the master and the servant with a smile: "Forty percent of the income is just a thank you gift from Qingluo, I have other requests, please help Brother Zhan."
"oh?"
Luo Zhan frowned slightly, showing a bit of solemnity: "What else does Qingluo need Brother Zhan to do? Just say it."
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