Chapter 129: A visit to the poetry club! (Part 2)
"This is for washing-bathing!" Jiang Chengfeng quickly changed his words when he met Shen Ruoyan's sharp gaze. He moved closer to Shen Ruoyan and sniffed her, then said with a smile, "I guess Miss hasn't bathed today! So you can take this soap back and use it! Don't worry, I've never used it before!"
Shen Ruoyan's cheeks flushed slightly. She responded softly, took the soap, turned around and was about to leave, but then turned back and said, "You've worked hard, go to bed early! By the way, we have to go to Huayang Poetry Club tomorrow!"
"Speaking of the poetry club, Miss, remember to bring the soap as well!" Jiang Chengfeng reminded.
Shen Ruoyan hummed and said, "If this soap is really useful, our Shen family will take care of the cost and operation, but the profit..."
Jiang Chengfeng smiled slyly and said, "I've already thought about this. I'll give you 30% of the profit!"
Shen Ruoyan still had to refute, but after thinking about it, she just snorted coldly, turned and left, leaving only a cold sentence floating in the air - talk to me after I use it!
Jiang Chengfeng shrugged nonchalantly.
Soap is not like perfume, and it is simpler to make than perfume, which is very suitable for mass production in workshops nowadays. And caustic soda is cheap, so there is no need to worry about raw materials, and the cost is low, but the profit is shockingly high.
In fact, the reason for choosing to make soap is not just to open up a way to make money. Perfume is indeed very profitable, but the raw materials are subject to many uncontrollable factors. For example, natural disasters, if the petals are not available for a while, it may cause a production interruption.
Now with the addition of soap, even if perfume production stops one day, there is still soap to support it, so there will not be a situation where there is nothing to sell.
As for the production of soap, Jiang Chengfeng specifically found Uncle Wen and explained it to him. Uncle Wen took note and immediately put it into action. Of course, Jiang Chengfeng also specifically told Uncle Wen about confidentiality, and Uncle Wen was also aware of this, so Jiang Chengfeng didn't need to say much.
The next morning, Jiang Chengfeng changed into thick winter clothes and came to the gate of the Shen Mansion, waiting for Miss Shen to arrive in the biting cold.
Not long after, Shen Ruoyan, in a dark purple dress, came out gracefully with a smile on her face, supported by a little maid.
Jiang Chengfeng came forward with a smile and asked, "Miss, why are you so happy? Is there something good?"
Seeing Jiang Chengfeng, Shen Ruoyan immediately frowned and snorted, "Mind your own business!"
Jiang Chengfeng leaned close to her and took a deep breath. In addition to the faint fragrance of virginity, there was also the scent of soap.
Jiang Chengfeng followed and asked in a low voice: "Did you use that soap yesterday? How did it feel?"
Shen Ruoyan's cheeks were slightly red, but she still said everything: "The effect is not bad ! Moreover, I brought a few dozen dollars today to promote it with perfume!"
After saying that, Shen Ruoyan stepped on a small stool and tried to get on the carriage. Jiang Chengfeng also shamelessly followed her in, but was chased out by Shen Ruoyan.
"Go ride a horse! I found a special horse for you!" Shen Ruoyan said.
Jiang Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, and glanced around, and found that there was indeed a reddish-brown horse behind the carriage, puffing out mist. Jiang Chengfeng's skin was originally wheat-colored, and it matched the reddish-brown horse very well.
In later lives, Jiang Chengfeng also went to the horse farm to ride a horse, but he only rode it two or three times. He was not very familiar with it and could only barely avoid falling off the horse.
This chestnut horse is tall and looks like a fierce horse.
"What's wrong? Don't you know how to ride a horse?" Noticing Jiang Chengfeng frowning, Shen Ruoyan looked at him with interest, as if she was gloating.
"I'm a little worried that this horse might be too strong and ride me!" Jiang Chengfeng said truthfully.
Shen Ruoyan smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth. She had expected that Jiang Chengfeng would definitely take advantage of her carriage. If they were alone, she would have acquiesced. It wasn't the first time anyway. But today she was going to the Huayang Poetry Club, where there were many people and gossips, so she still had to consider her face. So, she chose a strong chestnut horse and gave it to Jiang Chengfeng.
After thinking about it, Shen Ruoyan called a horse trainer in the mansion to personally teach Jiang Chengfeng how to ride a horse. The horse trainer was very young, and looked two or three years younger than Jiang Chengfeng. His name seemed to be Xiao Bandeng.
Xiao Bandeng naturally knew that Jiang Chengfeng was quite popular with the lady, so he taught very seriously, and Jiang Chengfeng also learned very seriously. With the support of his internal strength, after more than ten minutes, he could actually trot on the horse.
In later lives, Jiang Chengfeng had few opportunities to ride a horse. Now he can ride a horse, and it feels pretty good, so his mood is much better.
"Miss, the bay horse you picked is great! I like it very much!"
Shen Ruoyan curled her lips and thought to herself, this is a top-quality horse that I picked out from more than four hundred horses. I spent more than two hundred taels of silver on it, so of course it is a good horse!
After thinking for a moment, he advised, "You don't ride a horse very often, so go slowly to avoid falling!"
After saying that, she lowered the car curtain. Jiang Chengfeng was stunned. When did this girl change her personality? She actually started to care about me.
Shen Ruoyan's carriage was in front, and Jiang Chengfeng rode a red horse behind. However, Jiang Chengfeng felt unsatisfied, so he rode the red horse for a long time on the street, and then followed Shen Ruoyan's carriage to the east city. Soon, he saw a magnificent building with four large gold-plated characters on the tall door frame - Huayang Poetry Society.
When Shen Ruoyan got out of the carriage, Jiang Chengfeng also jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the small bench, and came forward. Just as he was about to ask about the origin of the Huayang Poetry Society, he saw that Shen Ruoyan had returned to her usual cold and aloof demeanor, and he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Walking into the poetry club, I saw many scholars walking around, some holding books and reciting poems, others writing and drawing, and some playing chess. In addition, many young women can be seen in this courtyard.
Jiang Chengfeng was a little puzzled. Isn't it said these days that women are virtuous if they don't have any talent? Why are there so many women in the Huayang Poetry Society?
Shen Ruoyan glanced at Jiang Chengfeng and found that he was looking around like a country boy who came to the city for the first time. She couldn't help but smile, but when she found that he was just staring at those young women , her face suddenly turned cold.
"Hey! Don't look at those ladies like that, or if someone finds out, they'll kick you out as a pervert!"
Jiang Chengfeng was very depressed. He was just curious why there were so many women in this poetry club. It was really unfair!
"What? Did I wrongly accuse you?" Shen Ruoyan asked with a pout.
