Chapter 49: Creating a Brand, Xianglaier Becomes Popular

Madam Gongsun's face was as gloomy as water, and she looked at Qin Yuwei with some displeasure.

Qin Yuwei stepped forward, bowed slowly, and said calmly:

"Madam, Yu Wei came here today because she has something good to present to Madam Gongsun and the other young ladies."

After saying that, he handed the things he brought to the maid behind Madam Gongsun.

Madam Gongsun saw that it was a square object wrapped in wax paper.

Holding it in the hand, it feels heavy and hard.

"This thing is called 'soap'. It can be used for washing hands, cleansing face, and bathing. It can remove oil stains and dirt from hands."

Soap?

Hmm...it does have a pleasant sandalwood scent.

Lady Gongsun became interested.

Zhao Wenyuan said:

"Madam, these lowly people always use some strange things, don't dirty your hands."

"Ms. Zhao, you like to make decisions for the lady so much. Do you think of yourself as the master here?" Qin Yuwei said lightly from the side.

"This, I..." Zhao Wenyuan was speechless for a moment, and quickly glanced at Madam Gongsun's expression.

It just so happened that the ladies had just finished their snacks, and there was some oil stains on their fingers.

Qin Yuwei suggested that everyone present try this soap.

At first, those young ladies were influenced by Zhao Wenyuan and wondered what good things these common people could have.

But when I saw the soap's exquisite packaging and pleasant smell, I couldn't help but feel curious.

The servants brought some clean water, and Madam Gongsun asked the young ladies attending the banquet to try it first.

Qin Yuwei demonstrated how to rub the soap into bubbles.

Many young ladies followed her example.

"Wow, there are real bubbles!"

"You actually washed all the oil off your hands?"

“It even leaves a scent on your hands!”

When Madam Gongsun heard everyone's reactions, she couldn't help but become curious, so she ordered her maid to bring another basin of water and started washing her hands with soap.

In this era, no one had invented similar cleaning products. After eating, people usually washed their hands with rice water or wood ash.

The nobility is no exception.

Qin Yuwei realized this business opportunity when she was planning to open a shop.

The last time she met Second Sister Lin, Qin Yuwei told her how to make soap and asked her to make it as soon as possible.

Madam Gongsun was very satisfied with the cleaning effect of the soap.

"Yes, you are thoughtful." Madam Gongsun nodded to her and asked where the soap came from.

She planned to keep it on hand at home from now on.

"Madam, this recipe was discovered by me by chance, and this soap was made in my shop.

If Madam likes it, I will give Madam some gifts every month."

She said so, but as the wife of a prefect, it would be embarrassing for her to take things from common people for free!

Sure enough, Madam Gongsun asked her to go directly to the steward in the mansion when she came to deliver soap in the future.

The price will be settled according to the selling price in her shop.

At this time, many ladies, smelling the remaining fragrance on their hands, were thinking about asking their servants to buy some of this "soap" for them to use.

"Today is the first time Yuwei meets the young ladies, so this small token of my appreciation will be considered as a greeting gift."

Before she came here, she used thin threads to divide a bar of soap into more than a dozen small pieces, and wrapped them all in fine wax paper, making them look like exquisite gifts.

She also brought these small pieces of soap as gifts.

When the young ladies received the gifts, they were all delighted and couldn't let go of them. They all thanked Qin Yuwei.

Qin Yuwei is naturally good at socializing, and she feels like a fish in water in this kind of occasion.

Except for Zhao Wenyuan who was sulking, everyone else soon started calling Qin Yuwei sister.

Qin Yuwei said that her shop also sells rouge, powder and other items.

“Sister Yuwei is so clever and ingenious that she can come up with something as interesting as soap. I’m sure the other things in the shop are also top-notch.

I’ll definitely go and have a look around in person later.”

"Let's go together!"

Qin Yuwei also wrote the location of the shop on the inside of the soap package she gave them.

She also drew the "Xianglaier" icon that she designed herself.

After the Qiu Gao Banquet ended, the three words "Xiang Lai'er" immediately became the hottest topic among the noble ladies in Jiangzhou City.

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Longchang Academy.

After the evening class, Zhu Qingyan and Xue Mei practiced jumping rope for a while before returning to the study.

Xue Mei lit the oil lamp, but Jiang Xueer was nowhere to be seen as usual.

I thought there was no one in the study.

"Senior Sister Qingyan, Senior Sister Xuemei, you are back?"

The sound came out of nowhere, and Xue Mei was almost frightened and screamed.

"Wen Yuan? You..."

Xue Mei stared at her roommate Zhao Wenyuan, whom she hadn't seen in the room for a long time, as if she had seen a ghost.

Why is she back?

Zhu Qingyan also didn't expect that Zhao Wenyuan, who was expelled from school, could return to the academy again.

He had no choice but to suppress his anger, force a smile, and greet Zhao Wenyuan.

Zhao Wenyuan walked forward with a smile and took their arms.

She said that her father forced her to copy the Analects three hundred times, and then she knelt down to hand it to Ouyang Ye, apologized and said that she knew she was wrong.

You shouldn't be jealous of Zhu Lan's lectures and steal her manuscripts.

Zhao Wenyuan's father was an imperial censor after all, and had a good reputation.

Ouyang Ye agreed to give her another chance out of respect for Censor Zhao.

“You have no idea how outrageous the fees charged by those copyists in the city are now!

Just these three hundred times cost me more than half a month's salary!"

Zhao Wenyuan complained.

Now that she's back, naturally no one else can say anything.

When the lights were about to be turned off, Zhao Wenyuan saw that the dressing box she used before leaving the academy was still placed on the top of the cabinet in the study, and wanted to take it down.

But she was not tall enough, and the stools in the study were not very stable, so she could easily fall if she stepped on them.

Zhao Wenyuan glanced around the room, walked to Jiang Xueer's bed, rolled up her quilt and threw it on the ground.

Then he put Jiang Xueer's wooden pillow on top and stepped on it to reach his things.

Zhu Qingyan came back from washing up and saw this scene. He asked her why she was stepping on Jiang Xueer's pillow.

Zhao Wenyuan looked indifferent:

"She is a concubine, dirty and lowly to begin with. What's wrong with her using her things as a footrest for me?"

Besides, the more she thought about the last incident of stealing Zhu Lan's manuscript, the more she felt that it must have been Jiang Xueer's doing, which caused her to be caught and kicked out of the academy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenyuan couldn't help but rub Jiang Xueer's pillow and quilt with the soles of his shoes a few times.

He didn't notice at all that Zhu Qingyan's face suddenly turned gloomy.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Jiang Xueer stood at the door with a book in her arms, expressionless.

His eyes fell on Zhao Wenyuan's feet and the quilt under her feet.

She heard every word of the conversation in the room just now.

Although Zhao Wenyuan was caught talking behind his back, he did not show any embarrassment or apology. Instead, he glared at Jiang Xueer in a protesting manner.

Before turning around and leaving, he kicked the quilt aside in disgust.

Jiang Xueer glanced at her coldly, walked over, silently picked up the quilt, and left the study.

It should be washed in the bathroom.