Chapter 97 Starting a Wine Business

“Gu Xun, you have a workshop, which makes it convenient for you to do business in Qifu wine. I would like to invest in you with my secret recipe.”

The boy was shrewd enough to understand the girl's concerns.

“Yunxia, ​​have you forgotten that the secret recipe belongs to Old Master Liu?”

"Mr. Gu, you have a discerning palate. Didn't you notice anything unusual about this bottle of floating wine?"

"The recipe... has been improved?" I must say, this jar does taste better than the last one.

"You guessed it! I specially developed a 'fruit juice' that you add to cooked glutinous rice and let it ferment for two or three days. The taste... tsk tsk!"

"So, you want to sell the secret recipe for the fruit juice?"

It has to be said, Gu Xun is very smart!

Upon hearing this, Yun Xia nodded, then shook her head. "The core recipe won't be sold, but we will provide fruit juice. The sales revenue of the floating wine will be split 20/80, you get 80% and I get 20%."

"They've got a clever plan; they only need to produce fruit juice, yet they still pocket two-tenths of the profits."

With a clear plan in mind and full of confidence, Yunxia said confidently, "Without fruit juice, the floating wine is just like what's sold outside, it's not competitive and can't fetch a good price. You are a very wise businesswoman, you must know very well which option will maximize profits."

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of laughter. "Hmph, you do understand me. Fine, I'll do as you say. Write down the brewing recipe, and I'll send someone to pick up the fruit juice."

"Okay!"

While Yunxia was writing down the secret recipe, Gu Xun finished preparing the contract. The two signed and stamped it, each keeping a copy.

On the way home, Feng Jingling, her curiosity piqued, couldn't help but ask, "Little Butterfly, what is fruit juice?"

In the past few days, he had also seen the young girl making floating wine, but since he was not familiar with the field, he couldn't understand it. He only knew that the taste of the floating wine was getting better and better each time.

Fruit juice is simply pure water with added green water; it's clear with a hint of green.

"Big brother, it's not that I don't believe you, but the secret recipe is worthless if I tell you. The fewer people who know about it, the more valuable it becomes."

"Does...Ah Chao know?"

Seeing the little girl nod, *snap*, the boy's fragile heart shattered into pieces.

"Waaah, I knew it. In a group of three, one of them is always superfluous. I was just being presumptuous and mistakenly thought that in Little Butterfly's heart, Ah Chao and I were equals."

As she spoke, she affectedly wiped the corner of her eye.

Standing frozen in place, bewildered by the wind, Yun Xia shivered. "Big brother, you...you shouldn't do this, it's...it's disgusting, ugh!"

Husky: ...Disgusting? No way!

The boy blinked slightly and continued to press, "Little Butterfly, just tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone, not even An'an."

Tired of being pestered, he rolled his eyes and came up with a plan. "Okay, I'll say it. Fruit juice is just purified juice. You squeeze the juice out of a melon, filter it with filter paper, and then..."

Yunxia was composing with great enthusiasm, and Fengjingling listened very attentively, wishing she could take out a small notebook and write down every single word.

"Goodness, this is really troublesome, little butterfly, you're really amazing!"

"That's right, who am I, big brother? We've already made a deal, the secret recipe for the fruit juice will never be revealed."

The boy quickly raised his hand to swear an oath, making repeated promises. Yun Xia nodded and smiled, then took cheerful little steps forward.

Gu Xun acted quickly. When he went to the warehouse to pick up the fruits and vegetables, he also brought a large bucket of fruit juice. Following the recipe, he brewed over a hundred catties of liquor. Relying on the "Sheng Xun" premium fruits and vegetables as a gift, he promoted it extensively. It was soft, sweet, and especially refreshing in the summer. You could drink it all day without feeling hot.

Once it hit the market, it was snapped up by the upper class. Chaoan Supermarket also started selling the liquor, but it was the kind without added green liquid, and sales were still decent.

At the end of August, during school registration season, all of them moved up a grade, and An'an also became a first-grade student, holding her colorful books and smiling like a sunflower.

"Jiang An, after school starts, you must get along well with your classmates and not grind your teeth or fight. After school, wait for Yun Xia to pick you up in the classroom."

Although the child's illness has improved a lot, Jiang Chao is still very worried.

"Okay, brother!" she said, grabbing his hand and running off excitedly.

"Well, well, as expected of my disciple, he's the best at defeating the Jiang Dynasty."

Even with a displeased frown, the boy continued walking, joining the little boy in his madness.

"My younger brother, if he doesn't spoil him, who will? Big brother, you'd better study hard this semester, otherwise... you won't get into a good university."

For Yu Fengjingling, going to university is a long way off, and she replied nonchalantly, "It's a long way off. Besides, my parents intend to send me abroad to get some experience."

"Even if you go to a foreign university, you need to be fluent in spoken English and have good grades, otherwise you'll just be wasting your youth. Right now, you and Jiang Chao are both junior high school students. Apart from grades and family background, there's not much difference between you."

"When you get older, others will get into prestigious universities through their own efforts, while you'll end up in a foreign diploma mill. The gap will widen, you'll have fewer and fewer languages ​​to communicate with, and the relationship will gradually fade."

Although his words were hurtful, they were very realistic. The thought of being shunned by the Jiang family made his heart ache as if it were being stabbed with needles. Gazing at the tall and short figures in the distance, the boy's gaze became even more determined.

"Little Butterfly, you're right. We'll sign up for a class tomorrow and catch up on all the knowledge we've missed."

"You're already the top student in the grade, aren't you going to ask him for help?"

The young man shook his head and said, "No need, I have plenty of money."

If Jiang Chao teaches, he'll be beaten up every day!

After saying that, he shivered and strode forward. Yun Xia raised an eyebrow and followed him.

Ultimately, the fact that he enrolled in the class could not be kept from Jiang Chao.

The next evening, the gloomy-faced boy carried the trembling husky to the bedroom and slammed the wooden door shut.

Yunxia waved her hand and led Jiang An to press themselves against the door and wall, eavesdropping.

Inside the room, the boy leaned against a large wooden box, huddled at the foot of the bed, his eyelids trembling slightly, unable to look directly at someone.

How much does a semester of tutoring cost?

"What did you say? I... don't understand!"

Jiang Chao bent down to pick up the slippers, tossed them a few times in the air, and with his gloomy eyes, he was incredibly menacing.

"Not much... too much!"

"How much is 'not much'?"

Instead of tossing, he gripped the object tightly, and a slight smile appeared on his originally expressionless face, making him look... even more creepy.

"Rocket Sprint Class, 3000 per semester!"

Jiang Chao's eyes narrowed. "You're burning money. Go get your money back right away."

"No need to return it, I haven't paid it yet. My grades have always been at the bottom, and the high school entrance exam is just around the corner, so I have to work hard and give it my all."

"Ha, so your so-called 'striving'... is just being a sucker?"

"The tutors at the cram school are all graduates of prestigious universities, with various qualifications. The learning methods they teach are said to be very effective, the kind that you can learn in no time."

"Ha! You actually believe those lies designed to fool idiots?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jingling felt aggrieved. "I don't want to believe it either, but... I've been at the bottom of the class every year, and my knowledge has been wasted. Why would anyone tutor me without spending a lot of money?"

"Why give up being number one in the grade to beg a bunch of outsiders?"

What do you mean by that?

Her slightly moist eyes shone brightly as she looked excitedly at a certain boy.