Rebirth: I became rich by farming

Chapter 673: Chapter 673 Headache Ointment (3/3)

Just as everyone here had settled down, Fan Tianyu came in with beverages and tea leaves, the beverages for the young ladies and the tea leaves for the gentlemen to brew. Their private room had power outlets to boil water, although there was no water supply. Fan Tianyu brought in the items and went to fetch a kettle of water to boil, ensuring that everyone was well taken care of.

It was still early, and there was some time before dinner, so the afternoon was naturally a time for relaxation.

Relaxation called for snacks, and while Xiyuan wasn’t prepared, there was a convenience store next door where one could buy anything. He gave some money to the front desk to buy some snacks, and then they could just bring them in with the fruit later.

The front desk acted quickly, and nearly as soon as the tea was ready, the items were delivered.

After thanking him, the front desk left.

Seeing that he had taken care of everyone, Mei Mengzhen didn’t wait long to take him out again, leaving Fan Tianyu feeling a bit confused, "What’s going on? Why did you pull me out?"

After the two left the private room and securely closed the door, Mei Mengzhen said, "Let’s go next door, Xiyuan has a new product, and Yiran and the others are there, too. Let’s go and chat."

Fan Tianyu was startled but quickly asked, "Ah, a new product? Where did you put it? Aren’t you worried it might get lost? What kind of new product is it, and why is it directly in your hands? How many do you have?"

"Just three. These are trial versions, and the price will be a bit high."

When he heard about the price, Fan Tianyu understood, "It can’t be another..."

"Right."

They went next door, and with the understanding that they had ’noble’ guests in the neighboring room, Mei Mengzhen politely knocked on the door before opening it widely. Upon entering, she also courteously greeted everyone.

He Yiran then said, "Why all the formality? Show me the new product you’ve got there first."

"Migraine ointment. It’s mainly for migraines or headaches. You apply the ointment to the affected area, and it takes effect quickly, not only offering temporary relief but also providing a lasting cure with regular use." The migraine ointment and the calming incense were developed from the same source; both recipes were found in the same book, and they have identical dosages. The timeframe for cultivating the herbal medicine was also exactly the same.

The calming incense is designed to be used daily and will run out in a week; the headache ointment is the same. If used daily, it will run out in a week, but if used occasionally, it can last a month. Therefore, it’s apparent that these two products are manufactured by the same company.

The migraine ointment’s jar is also very plain, similar to the porcelain cases for rouge seen in ancient TV dramas—classy and simple in appearance. The jar itself has no markings, but there is a classy-looking packaging box with Xiyuan’s logo on it. Inside the box, there is also an instruction manual, identical to what comes with the calming incense.

As Mei Mengzhen rummaged through her bag looking for the migraine ointment, she said, "It’s up to you to decide what to do with this. You’ve always been in charge of this area. I just wanted to ask if we need to go through an auction this time. Since the quality is similar to the calming incense, and the price for that was raised so high, this can’t be sold too cheaply, right? Does it need to go through them..." Meaning, does the price need to be inflated?

Mei Mengzhen’s words made He Yiran understand, and he said, "Give me the product first; let me think about it. Besides, there isn’t any auction this month. I remember there’s one during the holiday period in October, and whether or not the migraine ointment gets listed, you can attend."

In He Yiran’s social circle, thanks to Jin Zhan’s previous maneuvers, He Yiran’s reputation had become well established among them. Whether they bought the products or not, He Yiran and Xiyuan had become household names, and everyone knew the saying, "A product from Xiyuan is guaranteed to be of fine quality." So whether or not her migraine ointment went through an auction, it wouldn’t matter.

But the problem was, even though the word had spread, they still lacked a platform for promoting new products. This predicament was troubling He Yiran, but such concerns could wait until she received the product.

After searching for some time, Mei Mengzhen finally took out the medicine. As she placed the three bottles on the rotating tray on the large table, she mentioned, "I’ve got only three bottles on hand, but I remember my aunt suffers from headaches, so I plan to keep one for her. You can have the other two."

However, just as she set them down, before He Yiran could reach for them, the tray spun towards Jin Zhan and Fu Hao’s direction. Without any hint of politeness, each one took a box and they simultaneously said, "We’ll take these two bottles."

Upon hearing this, even He Yiran was taken aback and asked, "Wait a minute, these are for treating headaches. What do you need them for? Or is it for someone in your family?"

Fu Rui said, "My brother suffers from migraines. He underwent surgery at the hospital for a patent foramen ovale, which some people recover from after the surgery but others, like my brother, remain the same. His headaches have been getting worse recently. Zhenzhen, the timing of your medicine couldn’t be more perfect."

What a coincidence. She glanced at Jin Zhan and inquired, "What about you? Do you also suffer from headaches?"

"My mother has hereditary migraines, and it seems like this disease only passes from women to men. In our family, for three generations, all the women on my mother’s side have had headache issues." Jin Zhan opened the medicine box and smelled the ointment, commenting, "You won’t have any trouble selling your medicine.

In his view, his family could easily take the entire stock, but he knew Fu Hao wouldn’t agree to that.

Jin Zhan glanced at Fu Hao and said, "Don’t fight me over it. I can overlook my aunts, but I have to look out for my mother."

Mei Mengzhen didn’t mind, as long as the product sold. Who she sold it to didn’t really matter. But this situation left He Yiran dumbfounded, "Hold on, I feel like we’re only doing business with your two families. The money’s the same, but I’m feeling a bit embarrassed about it."

Especially considering it was Jin Zhan who had driven up the prices initially. Jin Zhan was also starting to regret his actions; not that he was averse to spending money, but he didn’t understand why he had done something so foolish. And this wasn’t the end. As Xiyuan’s new products kept increasing, Jin Zhan couldn’t help feeling more and more foolish, thinking of himself as a sucker.

Before the others could react, He Yiran glanced at her and asked, "How many boxes can you supply each month?"

"Five boxes, just like the calming incense, five boxes a month."

After pondering for a bit, He Yiran inquired, "Are these three bottles included in the trial batch of five?"

Since the production in her space had increased, Mei Mengzhen never stopped planting. Even though she was still selling the same monthly amount, she had stored some reserves for herself. She had mentioned before that when New Xiyuan opened, it couldn’t operate without some stock, so the reserves were untouchable. Naturally, the numbers would still follow the old plan, but trial supplies were separate from regular stock.