The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 195 - 147: Selling Medicine (Part 3)

Gritting her teeth, she held on.

This path forward isn’t supposed to be smooth anyway, there will always be twists and turns, but as long as I don’t give up, I will definitely succeed.

Qianjin Hall’s rejection only makes me more determined!

Chun Ning comforted herself like this.

The first day out to promote, she only went to Hundred Herbs Hall and Qianjin Hall, so far, it can’t be considered any sort of achievement.

Returning home, Chun Ning saw her elder sister, and naturally shared her experiences.

"It’s still pretty good, after all, Hundred Herbs Hall promised to sell the ointment." Chun Nuan comforted her, "One success, one failure, a fifty percent success rate, that’s not bad."

"Sister, don’t you think the reason Hundred Herbs Hall is willing to sell is because of you?"

Now that she thought about it, Doctor Chen’s straightforwardness was probably because the Xiao family’s daughter was becoming the Third Young Madam of the Zhao family, her sister, rather than the ointment being effective.

"No," said Chun Nuan, "you have to believe that your elder sister’s influence is far less than grandfather’s secret recipe. Business people are the best at weighing pros and cons, they wouldn’t ruin their reputation for the sake of a favor."

Only if your ointment is effective, will they be willing to put it on the shelf.

Sure enough, that night Zhao Minghua came to visit.

"You’re planning to sell your frostbite ointment at the pharmacy, why didn’t you tell me?"

It was too sudden, these siblings really, leaving such a business-minded person like me unused, yet Chun Ning goes around facing rejections herself.

"I originally intended to send it to the Northern Desert and the Capital for family use, didn’t think about selling it." Chun Nuan said, "It was just a thought, I felt it was a pity for grandfather’s many secret recipes not to be used to treat people, so I made more as a trial."

"How much frostbite ointment did you make?"

"Besides sending it to my elder sister in the Capital and my father in the Northern Desert, I made an extra two hundred bottles."

"Then sell all two hundred bottles to us at Hundred Herbs Hall, how much per bottle?"

How much per bottle?

This time, Chun Ning cast her gaze towards her elder sister, looking to see how she would price it.

"The medicines at your Hundred Herbs Hall seem to be quite expensive."

"But our medicines at Hundred Herbs Hall are genuinely effective," Zhao Minghua said, "Many patients report that, even for the same prescription from a doctor, the remedies bought at other pharmacies don’t work as well as those bought at Hundred Herbs Hall. Do you know why?"

Chun Nuan laughed, it’s because the quality of the medicinal ingredients is different, yet asking her that, do they really think she’s that inexperienced?

"Some stores use substitute medicines of lesser quality to get by, unlike our Hundred Herbs Hall, where even a penny’s difference results in a difference in effect."

Chun Nuan did believe this point.

The Zhao family and Hundred Herbs Hall have a good reputation in the town.

Even Aunt Luo in the countryside says, the medicine from Hundred Herbs Hall is expensive but effective, unlike Qianjin Hall’s medicine, which seems ineffective.

A golden goblet or silver goblet, none can compare to the people’s word of mouth, and naturally, Hundred Herbs Hall is the first choice for poor families looking for medical consultation.

"So, tell me, how much for the frostbite ointment?"

"If selling to you, then two taels of silver a bottle."

Chun Ning gasped, her sister was really jacking up the price on the spot!

She knew that when she went to those pharmacies to negotiate, the listed price was one tael of silver per bottle, yet her sister showed no courtesy to Zhao Minghua, even charging a friend double?

"Alright, two taels it is, I’ll take however many you have."

"Two hundred bottles." Chun Nuan said to Chun Ning, "Go, take them all out."

Take them all out, money exchanged, goods delivered.

With two hundred bottles of frostbite ointment in hand, Zhao Minghua was ready to leave.

"Brother Zhao, won’t taking so much frostbite ointment leave you stuck, won’t you get scolded?" Chun Ning was indeed a bit worried.

"It won’t be stuck, don’t worry, I’ll sell them off quickly."

Moreover, he didn’t even plan to take it back to the pharmacy to sell, he intended to sell it exclusively.

However, he was worried about Doctor Chen complaining, so he would still put some on the shelf to sell.

Watching Zhao Minghua hurriedly come and then go, Chun Nuan thought to herself: This guy, he’s truly got a knack for business, never misses a chance to make money.

If her guess was right, Zhao Minghua would at least double the selling price once in his hands. Moreover, many people would buy, as he always knew exactly who needed this frostbite ointment.