Wanjin Lady

Chapter 196 Rui Fruit Juice

Yao Shizhen also sighed. He looked at the skinny young woman in front of him and secretly sighed for his old friend who had passed away. "Your father and I were officials in the same court. Your father... was a good man. You shouldn't have ended up like this. Now that you're in the Wen family, it's just like your own family. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to us. I remember you had two brothers?"

Mei Qing wiped her tears and said, "Yes, my two brothers were implicated and lost their official positions. Now one is a teacher and the other makes a living by writing letters for others."

"Have you ever thought about seeking refuge with your two brothers?"

Mei Qing shook her head firmly. "My two brothers have families to support, and they can barely fend for themselves. If I go, I'll just be adding to their burden. For now, I might as well work with the young master. At least I can learn how to be independent and earn my living. Otherwise, what's the point of a family rotting in the mud together?"

Old Madam Yao was sentimental and was moved to tears by Mei Qing's words.

It's said that those who are loyal are often butchers, while those who are unfaithful are often scholars. As soon as An Baonian saw that the Yue family had lost power, he immediately divorced Miss Mei. It's clear that he is a heartless person!

Wen Wan couldn't bear to see Old Lady Yao sad, so she patted Mei Qing's shoulder and pushed the wine glass on the table in front of Old Lady Yao. "Godmother, don't cry your eyes out. The wicked will be punished by God. There's no need to get angry over such a person. Try some of the new wine made in the winery."

Mr. Yao had already picked up the wine glass. He first put it close to his nose and sniffed it carefully, then slowly raised it to taste it. After taking a small sip and savoring it carefully, he said, "It's sour at first, sweet aftertaste, with some fruit aroma. The overall taste is very refreshing."

Seeing that he was enjoying the wine so much, Old Lady Yao couldn't help but take a sip as well.

Obviously, the wine audience skews towards women.

If Bifang wine has a mellow taste and a strong aroma, then this fragrant and refreshing fruit wine is obviously more popular with young ladies and ladies. Old Madam Yao rarely drinks, but at this moment, her wrinkles seemed to be ironed neatly, her face relaxed, and she said with a smile, "This wine... is suitable for ladies in the boudoir."

Wen Wan said, "Godmother, you have good taste! I also think that this fruit wine tastes sweet and is more suitable for young ladies to drink."

"It would be even better if paired with some dried food... or fruit snacks. This fruit wine would be a real delight at the popular spring banquets in Kyoto."

Wen Wan didn't expect that Mrs. Yao would come up with the prototype of afternoon tea.

Obviously, the adoptive mother of the unscrupulous businessman also has the potential to be a unscrupulous businessman.

"This wine... needs to be priced higher." Old Madam Yao sipped it carefully. As expected of a woman from a prominent family, she was quick-witted and adept at seeing through things. She instantly grasped the crux of the matter. "No matter what kind of wine it is, women from ordinary families can't afford it. Drinking and enjoying themselves is a man's privilege. Only young ladies from well-off families might have the spare money and elegance to enjoy a glass of such a fragrant fruit wine. Therefore, this wine shouldn't be priced too low. Setting it higher... and specifically targeting the women of power... might work wonders."

Wen Wan blinked.

Who said that women in ancient times were ignorant?

Look at Old Madam Yao. Although she has lived in the rear house for a long time, she knows how to act appropriately. Even though she has never done business before, she can still talk about business matters in a clear and logical manner.

As if seeing through her thoughts, Old Master Yao spoke with pride, "Don't underestimate your godmother. When she was in Kyoto, she managed eight or nine shops and a mountain. If she hadn't followed me around all these years, I'm afraid she would have built a big business long ago."

This is naturally a compliment.

In the Chen Dynasty, those who excelled in learning were appointed as officials. Girls from scholar families were trained from childhood and were proficient in poetry, calligraphy, riding and shooting, management, and finance. If they were in later generations, they would definitely be able to become the Minister of Logistics.

However, doing business has always been regarded as something not to be done in public, especially when the husband holds a high position in the government. If the women in the family are involved in money-making, they will be easily criticized.

Women dress up beautifully and don’t need to have three souls and six spirits or seven emotions and six desires. They just need to be a flawless piece of white porcelain.

Its greatest function is to adorn the young men's achievements. Madam Yao is well-preserved; there are fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and her eyes are bright when she smiles, showing that she has lived a life of luxury for many years.

She slowly put down her wine glass and said a wise saying with a smile.

"Whether it's in business or in the backyard, the battlefields may be different, but in the final analysis, it's all about manipulating people's hearts."

Wen Wan said: I second the motion.

"Godfather and Godmother are both knowledgeable and experienced. I'd like to ask... this fruit wine... have you ever had it anywhere else?"

The two looked at each other and then shook their heads.

"The Dachen Dynasty mainly developed yellow rice wine, which has a low alcohol content and a mellow taste. The process was improved and the results were all done by adding medicinal herbs or fruits. The flavors varied, but the fermentation method was the same."

Wen Wan felt relieved.

There is no such thing as intellectual property rights in the Chen Dynasty. It is not a big deal if the recipe is copied from someone else, but it is fatal if two companies compete for the market.

Wen Wan had asked Ma Changshun before, and the so-called fruit wine of the Chen Dynasty was not made by natural fermentation of fruits, but by adding fruits to the wine to enhance the flavor. It was completely different from the production method of the Wen family wine.

Therefore, the "Green Plum Wine" conference held every five years in Bozhou City, the method of making green plum wine is to add green plums to the wine to add a hint of fruity aroma.

"Foster father, what do you think...if I enter this wine into the Green Plum Wine Competition...do I have a chance of winning?"

Yao Shizhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled meaningfully, "Whether you have a chance of winning... depends on how much gold you have in your pocket."

"What does this have to do with money—" Wen Wan suddenly pursed her lips and laughed helplessly.

Seeing Wen Wan's quick understanding, Yao Shizhen secretly sighed at the girl's sharp mind. He smiled and said, "It's a grand event held once every five years. If the owners of the Liquor Merchants Association don't spend some money, how can the event be made big?"

Makes sense.

It makes perfect sense.

This is equivalent to inviting all the colleagues to come and gain publicity, acting as athletes and referees, and spending your own money to advertise your own products. There is nothing wrong with that!
Unfortunately, Father Wen had already prepared to take his own wine to the cocktail party, hoping to be the last to appear, dazzle everyone's titanium eyes, and then bring back a golden trophy.

Yao Shizhen originally thought the young woman would complain about the unfairness of the game rules, but she was already calculating how much she would lose. "If we can increase the popularity of the fruit wine, it would be worth spending some advertising money. But when we get back, we have to calculate the advertising costs based on the traffic and advertising effect—"

The young lady was still immersed in her own world as she spoke, but Mei Qing behind her poked her, "Young Master, what's your name?"

Oh, by the way, the fruit wine hasn’t been named yet.

Wenwan looked at Yao Shizhen with a gentle smile, "Foster father, you are well-educated and knowledgeable. Can you help your daughter come up with a catchy name for this fruit wine?"

(End of this chapter)