Chapter 128 A visit to the poetry club! (Part 1)
After listening to Shen Ruoyan's spitting for a long time, Jiang Chengfeng finally understood. It turned out that the Huayang Poetry Society was completely supported by female talents such as Ye Lingshuang. Otherwise, how could those arrogant talents gather together?
However, this is not the point. The point is that Shen Ruoyan's marketing route is correct. As long as it is promoted among those daughters of officials, there will be no need to worry about the sales of the perfume.
After waiting for Shen Ruoyan to finish her words, Jiang Chengfeng finally said goodbye and left. Of course, Jiang Chengfeng himself could not go to buy lard. He was now a first-class servant. Even housekeeper Zhou and housekeeper Lao had to be polite to him. If he didn't show off, how could he highlight his prestige as the eldest brother of the Shen family?
So, he picked a smart third-class servant to serve him. This guy was the one who often flattered Young Master Zhao, named Deshun.
"Deshun..."
"Brother Dazhu, if you have any instructions, just tell me! I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Jiang Chengfeng took a look at this pointed-faced guy and thought he was quite interesting. He hadn't even finished speaking yet and he was already showing his loyalty?
Of course, Jiang Chengfeng would not care about these things, and continued to say with his nose in the air: "Deshun, go to the butcher shop on the street and buy ten kilograms of lard, and two kilograms of caustic soda. They must be pure, the purest! Also, call Uncle Wen over, I have something to ask him!"
Deshun was very excited to get the job of running errands for Dazhu, and he went to work quickly. When Uncle Wen hurried back to Shen's house, he saw Jiang Chengfeng busy stirring lard in a big pot, while Deshun was burning firewood below with sweat on his forehead.
"Uncle Wen, you're just in time!" Jiang Chengfeng, who was busy in full swing, grinned when he saw Uncle Wen coming. It was great to have free labor to help again!
So Jiang Chengfeng ordered Uncle Wen to help him. Uncle Wen had long been impressed by Jiang Chengfeng's perfume, and although he was ordered around by this boy, he did not complain. I was writing and drawing with my homemade pencil.
After more than half an hour of boiling, when a thick layer of milky yellow fat appeared in the pot, Deshun and Uncle Wen widened their eyes. What the hell was this?
Jiang Chengfeng was overjoyed because he knew that his experiment was successful and this thick layer of grease was soap.
Afterwards, Jiang Chengfeng asked Deshun to scrape off the thick layer of grease and store it in a large wooden barrel. After cooling, it would form a large bar of soap.
After scraping off the grease on the surface of the pot, there was actually glycerin underneath. This thing is one of the raw materials for making bombs. Jiang Chengfeng also knew how to make bombs, but that thing was very unstable. For the sake of his life, he gave up.
Next, after the oil cooled down, Deshun cut the soap with sweat on his forehead, while Jiang Chengfeng calculated the cost of the soap.
According to today's experiment, a large piece of soap can be cut into thirty small pieces of soap, and the price of a small piece of soap is set at two taels of silver, so the profit of this large piece of soap is more than fifty taels of silver. This is simply a huge profit!
Of course, this is still the profit from animal fats. If it is replaced with lower-cost vegetable oil, the profit will be even greater.
After the soap was cut, the next step was the cleaning experiment. Jiang Chengfeng asked Deshun to fetch a basin of clean water and asked Deshun to wash his stinky socks on the spot. Unexpectedly, after using the soap and rubbing it gently a few times, the stains were washed clean. Deshun's eyes widened, and Uncle Wen exclaimed.
"Da...Dazhu! What ? It can...it can wash so clean!" Uncle Wen pointed at the soap and stuttered a little because of excitement.
Jiang Chengfeng was very proud and said with a smile: "This little gadget is called soap. It's a good thing! I invented it. What do you think?"
Uncle Wen picked up a small piece of soap and sniffed it, praising it, "It's really a good thing. With this little thing, I'm afraid all the girls and wives in Huayang, no... all the girls and wives in Northern Tang, will be grateful to you!"
Jiang Chengfeng waved his hand modestly, "Uncle Wen, you are too kind! To benefit the female compatriots of the entire Northern Tang Kingdom has always been my tireless dream! Now I have only achieved a little success, and there is still a long way to go!"
Uncle Wen simply ignored Jiang Chengfeng's "modest words" and carefully looked at the soap in his hand, as if he wanted to see through this little thing.
Jiang Chengfeng shrugged his shoulders and started the soap experiment. Jiang Chengfeng had high hopes for the soap. Therefore, he did not let Deshun intervene in the experiment this time and did it himself.
After the experiment, Uncle Wen and Deshun were dumbfounded again.
This so-called soap is not only brighter in color than soap, but also has a light floral scent. Everyone likes it.
The soap experiment was successful, and the perfumed soap experiment was also successful. At this time, Jiang Chengfeng was shaking with excitement and couldn't help but roar to the sky.
Ladies of Northern Tang, cheer and scream for your brother Dazhu’s great invention!
When they finished work, it was already night. Uncle Wen was filled with emotion and sighed, "Dazhu, should we let the young lady take a look at these two little gadgets?"
Jiang Chengfeng nodded and lowered his brows in thought.
If possible, he would not want to cooperate with Miss Shen, the profiteer, but who can stop him from having a ready-made sales channel? He could only choose to cooperate with the Shen family !
Sighing, Jiang Chengfeng said, "Okay! Then let her come and take a look! Am I such a failure? Why am I always being exploited by her?"
Shen Ruoyan came very fast, like a whirlwind. Perhaps, in her opinion, Uncle Wen would not deceive her, and Jiang Chengfeng, this "evil slave", always talked nonsense!
Shen Ruoyan lifted her skirt and hurried over. After entering the room, she found someone grinning at her. Her pretty face immediately turned red and she shouted, "Hey! Can you be serious?"
Jiang Chengfeng laughed even more lewdly, "Miss, you know when I was passing by?"
Shen Ruoyan was too lazy to pay attention to him. She snorted coldly, but her eyes fell on the table next to her.
Is this what you call soap?
Shen Ruoyan walked forward quickly, picked up a piece of soap, sniffed it, and looked through it carefully. Although the workmanship was not fine, it felt good. And the soap even had a faint floral scent, which made her love it.
"Jiang Dazhu, these... are all your inventions?" Shen Ruoyan was delighted, her eyes shining.
"Of course it's me!" Jiang Chengfeng generously handed Shen Ruoyan a piece of soap and said with a smile: "Next time you help me wash clothes, just use soap and wash them clean!"
"Go to hell!" Shen Ruoyan spat, remembering how she had invited him three times but the other party had refused to come. She couldn't help feeling bitter.
"Hey! How should this soap be used?" Shen Ruoyan immediately changed the subject.
