There were more than twenty wooden boxes piled up in the warehouse. Each box contained fifty matches, and ten boxes were in one box. Qin Bai took out a box of matches from an open wooden box next to him and nodded with satisfaction.

There are not many matches in each box, only ten. However, according to Qin Bai's requirements, the matches here already have all the elements of modern matches. Each box has a fire layer on the sides, and sparks are also pasted on the side of the box. The pattern on it is also designed by Qin Bai. In addition to the words "Mingwang Match", there are also several cartoon fire kids, holding some items that symbolize auspiciousness, and the whole picture looks quite festive.

"Che——!"

The matches burned, and the flames leaped into Qin Bai's eyes and emitted a strange light of fire. The smoke in his mouth was lit, and Qin Bai smiled. The matches continued to burn, so warm and bright, and they fell to the ground until they reached the end, leaving a burned matchstick.

"Very good!" Qin Bai praised with a smile.

But Xiao Wu, who was standing beside him, suddenly said, "Brother Bai, it's nothing to make these matches, but it takes too much effort to make boxes and boxes. And every box you ask for must be pasted with such a piece of paper. It's a waste of money. In fact, we wrap a pack of matches with oil paper and put a thing to wiping the fire, so that we can sell them. At least four or five times more. If you don't believe it, you can ask, making boxes and boxes is too time-consuming."

Of course, Qin Bai believed Xiao Wu's statement. I remember that when he was a child, his mother often made matchboxes at home in order to subsidize the household income. The match factory also outsourced all the matchboxes to people who do odd jobs nearby. Even the production of wooden boxes and the production of match sticks can be outsourced. The wooden boxes can be found in carpenters. Although the match sticks do not have modern special machinery, they can also be made by people who do odd jobs themselves. In this way, the match workshop only needs to solve the two processes of match head and fire-tearing layer, and the output is not surprising to increase dozens of times, or even hundreds of times.

However, Qin Bai thought about it and asked first: "Xiao Wu, how many boxes can we produce every day now?"

"It's more than three boxes! You can get four boxes if you work hard."

"Then let it be, don't be anxious. But you must do it as I told you, especially the paper on the box. If the font ‘Mingwang’ is called in the future, this brand will be very valuable. It's nothing to do if it is slower, and we don't know what the sales are. Try selling first, and then talk about it after the results are achieved."

Brick immediately smiled and said, "The sales must be good. We have used them all, and I think it's too convenient."

Qin Bai also smiled: "But this thing cannot be sold at home for expensive fires. Who will use it if it is expensive? And no one knows that we can make this thing. Even if it is sold to several nearby townships and let every household know, it will take time, right?"

Everyone nodded. This is indeed the reason. However, Xiao Wu still insisted on his own idea: "Brother Bai, what you are saying is reasonable. But because we cannot sell it for more, we must do more, and we cannot spend money in useless places?"

Qin Bai didn't want to explain it too clearly, so he decisively used his authority: "Let's do it first, and you can change it if you have any questions in the future. Xiao Wu, brittle, the most important thing is to make match medicine and gunpowder. You must keep it confidential. Brothers may rely on them all for their meals in the future?"

"Second brother, please relax! All those who are guarding are our most caring brothers."

"That's good. Get twenty boxes first. This time I'll go to Jingjiazhuang to try selling. Danzi, go back with me, and let you and Yingzi have a few days of fun. Oh, Dazhao, you can go with me too!"

"Hey, Brother Bai, you have to be fair. Should we, those who have not got married, be unlucky?"

"Hahaha! Everyone is divided into three teams. Set a rule. One day every ten days, I will take a turn to Jingjiazhuang. Three days is enough for you to play?"

"Okay, I'm the first one!"

"Why are you? Can't you?"

"Hey, brothers, don't argue. Are you just in a hurry to throw the money into Cheng Niang's bottomless pit? It's not easy to save some money, so let me suffer!"

"You fart!"

"Bah! Whoever robs me and who is anxious!"

"Yeah, I want to consider your anxious look."

"Okay, okay! I haven't even entered the tram yet, and I haven't even seen the girl's hair inside. You're going to fight and be jealous? Virtue! Draw lots! It depends on luck!"

"Yes, draw lots!"

“…”

Qin Bai actually knew very well that the manufacturing process of matches was not complicated, and phosphate ore was everywhere, and the procurement of other things such as sulfur could not be hidden from others. Therefore, no matter how well the confidentiality work was done, counterfeit products could soon appear on the market. In this era, intellectual property rights were not paid attention to. It can be said that it did not take long to face fierce competition.

However, Qin Bai also had another secret weapon - safety match. The key to safety match was red phosphorus, which required distillation and cooling of white phosphorus. At that time, Qin Bai's shoddy mould was actually white phosphorus. Just to let the coppersmith in Jingjiazhuang build this distilled vessel, it took Qin Bai a lot of time and money.

Therefore, as long as this process is kept confidential, the match head of his Mingwang match is red, while the match head of other counterfeits is white. And the match head of the security match is not easy to spontaneously ignite and is basically non-toxic. The match head using white phosphorus is toxic and easy to burn. Therefore, the trademark is very important, easy to distinguish customers and can be sold at a high price.

Besides, Sparks carry many of Qin Bai’s childhood memories. That’s really full of feelings!

...

Cui Xinxiao was a merchant on the north road. His caravan collected fur goods and other northern goods from the border, sold them in Tongzhou and purchased hot-selling goods from Shandong, and then went to Linqing to sell them in Jingjiazhuang, and purchased bargains in ironware and grocery stores, and went north to sell them again.

This trade route is not a very lively trade route, so Cui Xinxiao's caravan is not very large in size, with only more than twenty cars and nearly forty guys. At this scale, of course, he dare not run casually in Shandong territory. Therefore, today, his caravan disembarked at Jingjiazhuang Wharf and paid the ship boss double the freight. It is because the ship is hung with Zhenwei's flag, and safety can be guaranteed.

However, paying so much more always makes Cui Xinxiao feel pain. He was thinking in his mind whether he should change a business path? Otherwise, he would not make much money by traveling like this. But when it comes to those popular business paths, the competition is fierce, and the second is unfamiliar, so he may not be sure of it. After thinking about this, he became hesitant again.

However, just as the caravan was about to enter Jingjiazhuang, Cui Xinxiao accidentally heard a tender child shouting in his ear: "Match! Match--"
Chapter completed!