Transmigrating into the male channel, she makes money to cultivate immortals and bring the villains

Jiang Ying first ran back to the room where Wuneng prepared medicine and made elixirs, grabbed the fragrant Jiuli grass, and then went to the roadside to cut bamboo and collect the spiritual spring water.

Pressing the grass into the bamboo tube, she heated the bamboo tube and manually "cooked" a cup of grass tea.

When the richest man came out of the sword training arena, he saw Jiang Ying pacing back and forth holding a steaming bamboo tube, like a silly sister waiting for her brother to come back from fishing. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth:
"Hey, I'm done here."

"Hurry up, take it!" The peaceful look just now was gone forever, Jiang Ying urged with a philistine look on his face: "Go and say hello to them, and then have a few sips."

The richest man was also obedient and did everything Jiang Ying said.It wasn't that he obeyed this man's advice, but Jiang Ying whispered in his ear: "I made fifty-fifty points of money."

He was convinced of Jiang Ying's methods of making money. If she said she could make money, she could make money!

Confused, he rushed outside the New Toad Palace. When he came back, he didn't even keep the bamboo cup in his hand. His face was flushed, his hair was a little messy, and he was muttering: "It's scary, it's too scary."

When Jiang Ying saw the person coming back, he hurriedly greeted him: "How is it?"

"The tea was very fragrant. I took a sip and they snatched away the cup and the tea."

"Sure enough, it works. Senior brother, let me see you!" Jiang Ying was overjoyed when he heard this. He turned over the rich man's head and observed his facial features - "fan-shaped double eyelids, straight bridge of nose, even upper and lower lips, and lip beads." It's obvious. Come on, have a laugh."

The richest man saw that Jiang Ying's eyelashes were clearer than ever before, and his face turned redder. He quickly knocked her hand away: "No time, no time! I have to go to the Qimen Arena."

Jiang Ying was extremely surprised: "Didn't you sign up for sword cultivation?"

"In principle, I don't object to reporting at the same time. Since there is a shortage of manpower in the department, I can do more work."

"You can't afford to go early without any benefit. Are you looking for a reward?"

"Yes, I'm interested in it, so I signed up twice to increase my chances exponentially!" The richest man smiled and turned around and walked towards the Qimen Arena in the northeast corner.

"Probability" is the word she used in her academic report.Jiang Ying smiled knowingly and turned back to chop bamboo.

In the next five days, it was not the invitation of the Immortal Sect to train. The remaining two sects each occupied one day, and three days were left for the small sects to quickly familiarize themselves with the venue.

Generally speaking, the large and small sects have equal rights, which is fair.

However, Jiang Ying was not idle either. It was obvious that bamboo was difficult to cut, so she chopped one piece every two steps and completed the process quickly.

Then he began to carve a big portrait of the richest man on the bamboo tube.The background uses waves, sails and coins with square holes to fully demonstrate the identity and background of the protagonist!

Everything was completed the next morning, and then she patted the sawdust on her body and went to "inspect the market" with her hands behind her back - strolling outside the venue to see if there were any handsome monks, and going out to see if any "fans" gathered outside the door.If there are any, just write down the names and go back to find out the information.

The trial opening is the second training rotation at Yaoxian Sect.Jiang Ying directly pushed a small cart, with a row of bamboo tubes engraved with the image of the richest man's head placed underneath, with a banner hanging above - "The Richest Man Jiuli Tea - Destined Royal Family, Love Does Not End!"

After word spread about the richest man coming out to "reverse support" last time, more people gathered today.There were even supporters from other sects coming to watch the fun.The core of the fan economy is a mutually satisfying process of "loving fans - providing reasonable emotional value - making profits - giving feedback to fans". Jiang Ying carefully analyzed the psychological needs of the richest man's followers and summarized the business experience as follows:
[-]. Let’s take the Jiang people’s identity as the starting point.It is reflected in the image of "sea" and "sail" on the bamboo tube.

[-]. Close the distance between the two.She took out the rest of the photo stone, and all customers who bought "The Richest Jiuli Tea" could take pictures on it and leave their blessings to the richest man, which she would pass on to him.

[-]. If you sell [-] cups of "The Richest Jiuli Tea" on that day, you can unlock a photo stone containing the richest man's exclusive training highlights, which can only be viewed by fans who have purchased tea.

The fragrance of Jiuli tea spread out, and it tasted exactly like the one in the hands of the richest man that day!The "old fans" who have followed this trip immediately became excited!
"This is the taste! I will never forget it in my life!" After being certified by old fans, fans gathered around.A young male cultivator followed him out of place and read the sales rules written by Jiang Ying without saying a word.

"It turns out that the Seventh Prince, our genius monk from the Jiang Kingdom, drinks this kind of spiritual spring water! How much does it cost for a cup?" A fan who seemed to be capable was the first to inquire!Once you place an order, the rest will be easy!
So Jiang Yingcai worked hard and started selling goods——

"This elder brother, the spiritual spring water inside Zibai Mountain, the tea personally selected by the richest monk. It is sweet and delicious, refreshing and refreshing. A cup only costs two taels of spiritual stones." Jiang Ying made a scissor hand gesture to this elder brother.

Unexpectedly, when the elder brother heard this, he put the bamboo tube back on the table: "Why don't you go and grab it? A cup of broken water costs two taels of spiritual stones?"

I didn't expect it to be a silver pewter gun tip!Jiang Ying had no choice but to use his prepared crisis tactics——

"Conscience of heaven and earth, I am doing a charity sale here. Half of all the proceeds will be used for the richest monk's personal preparation for the competition. In this unfamiliar Tianding Sect, the richest monk also deserves the best treatment! The remaining half, you Look at the precious bamboos from Zibai Mountain, the spiritual spring water, the Nine-Leaf Immortal Grass found only in Sichuan, and the exquisite carvings!"

Jiang Ying patted the face of the richest man on the bamboo tube: "Everything is good, but everything costs money!"

"That's right, don't buy it if you can't afford it. It's really embarrassing for the 'rich woman'!"

Wait, rich woman?It can't be... the richest man's fan name...

"Isn't our richest prince worth two taels of spiritual stones?"

"There are other families here today. Let them see that we can't even afford two taels. Where can we put the face of the richest prince? Where can we put the face of our 'rich women'?"

"that is!"

The fans enthusiastically "persuaded" this big brother to quit. Their enthusiasm is worthy of encouragement, but... these people just talk and no one pays for it!
At this time, the young monk who folded his arms and stared at the sales rules suddenly raised his head and asked: "Is it true that only those who have bought tea can see...the training highlights in the photo stone?"

Jiang Ying smiled as if she were seeing a relative. Those who pursue a "sense of limitation" are the real sponsors!
"Yes, as long as fifty cups are sold today, this footage can be released for those who have purchased it."

Hearing this, the young monk suddenly frowned, seemingly dissatisfied: "I've sold fifty cups, and everyone who bought them can see it?"

"Uh...yeah?" Jiang Ying felt a little uneasy. He wouldn't be dissatisfied with this rule, right?It's not impossible to change the rules for the sponsor, but it can't be done in front of so many people...

"How many cups do you have here? I want them all." Jiang Ying's ideological struggle came to an abrupt end when he heard these words.

His tone was extremely calm, as if he would buy Jiang Ying even if he had ten thousand cups. (End of chapter)