This bathhouse was so comfortable after a bath. If it turned into a business, it would be a considerable amount of wealth. If this kid didn't want to do it, Lao Tzu could!
With that thought, Yuchi Gong chuckled. "I say, Feng, give me a few hundred or a thousand for your soap. Lao Tzu can open a bathhouse!"
When Zhang Feng heard this, he looked at Yuchi Gong in surprise and could not help but think.
Bathhouse?
Tsk — —
Zhang Feng abruptly slapped his own head and suddenly saw the light.
Why didn't I think of that?
When did this guy's brain become so good? He could even think of such an idea. He couldn't help but be curious.
"I say, Old Yu, when did you become so smart? Can't you tell?"
Yuchi Gong looked at Zhang Feng suspiciously. Why did those words sound so weird? Nothing good came out of this kid's mouth.
Is this kid insulting me or praising me?
Is he saying that Lao Tzu is stupid?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong!
Thus, he scolded, "What do you mean, kid? Can't Lao Tzu come up with such a good idea? "
Zhang Feng chuckled.
"No, no, no, I don't mean anything else. Go on!"
Yuchi Gong patted his chest, and his aura instantly rose.
Cough cough …
He cleared his throat.
"I'm going to ask you to get me more soap and perfume, then open a bathhouse and spread the news. That way, Lao Tzu will be rich!"
With that thought, Yuchi Gong's eyes were filled with copper coins. He couldn't help but laugh.
Hahaha …
Zhang Feng smiled but didn't say anything. Seeing Yuchi Gong's smug look, he really didn't want to hurt his confidence. In the end, he couldn't help but laugh.
"I say, Old Yu, you're oversimplifying things. With your IQ, you're only suitable for leading troops to war. You really can't do business!"
Zhang Feng's words were like a bucket of cold water splashed on Yuchi Gong's heart, instantly crushing his confidence.
Yuchi Gong stopped laughing and turned around to ask.
"Damn you, then what brilliant plan do you have? Why don't you tell me?"
He was well aware of Zhang Feng's ability. No one could compare with this kid in terms of strategy and business. If this kid had not kept a low profile, he might have been the richest businessman in the Tang Dynasty by now!
Zhang Feng smiled, picked up the full wine jar, and poured another cup of wine, drained it in one gulp, and said indifferently.
"To be a businessman, you have to calculate every step of your plan, how to carry it out, what to prepare in the early stages …"
"Your skills are really not enough, Old Yu!"
Yuchi Gong said impatiently.
"You're the best!"
Zhang Feng shrugged helplessly with an innocent look on his face. Yuchi Gong had the urge to beat someone up.
But at this moment, he wanted to hear what Zhang Feng had to say, so he restrained himself.
Zhang Feng continued, "If it were me, I would first spread the news and attract people to experience it for themselves. After experiencing it, they would then spread the news about the bathhouse. By then, there would be endless people coming to experience it, and it would snowball. Not only that, I'm going to set up a massage area in the bathhouse to provide massage services. This way, not only would the bathhouse be open, but it would also open up a sales channel for perfumes and soaps."
Yuchi Gong was shocked and couldn't help but admire Zhang Feng's way of doing business.
What was this kid's brain made of?
Why didn't Lao Tzu think of that?
What the f * ck was a massage?
Thinking of this, Yuchi Gong couldn't help but wonder, "Feng, what the f * ck is a massage?"
At this moment, Yuchi Gong was confused. The bathhouse was already novel enough, but this kid came up with a massage? What the f * ck was this?
Zhang Feng couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Yuchi Gong's puzzled look.
"Lao Yu, this massage is good stuff. It can relax the muscles and promote blood circulation. It's very good for the body!"
"Then what exactly is this?"
Yuchi Gong was like a child who was filled with the unknown and asked curiously.
Zhang Feng could only explain, "This massage is like what you call traditional Chinese acupuncture. You use your hands to find the various acupuncture points on your body and press them."
Hearing that, Yuchi Gong looked at Zhang Feng in disbelief. He didn't expect massage to be so comfortable like acupuncture.
One had to know that he used to lead troops to war all year round. His body often didn't get good rest and was very tired. This kid actually came up with something like a massage. It seemed very interesting. Lao Tzu could give it a try.
Thinking of this, Yuchi Gong looked at Zhang Feng and chuckled, "Feng, how's the relationship between us brothers?"
Zhang Feng saw Yuchi Gong's fawning face and instantly felt a chill run down his spine. This guy definitely has something to ask of me. I f * cking know this guy too well.
Then, he said with a look of disdain, "Lao Tzu, don't try this. If you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush. Lao Tzu won't fall for it!"
A seven foot tall muscular man looking at you with a face full of flattery, who would be able to stand it?!
Seeing that Zhang Feng had compromised, Yuchi Gong whispered, "Feng, why don't you open this bathhouse and bring Lao Tzu along? We can work together."
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