After all, this deal not only made money, but also established connections with foreign businessmen.

The direct benefit is that she can buy things from them in large quantities at discounted prices, without middlemen taking a cut, thus saving money.

Especially the spices she bought from the Persian merchants a while ago.

The spices brought from Persia are things that Dajing doesn't have, and the profits from selling them are very high. It's perfect to have them in her shop, since she can't just sell glassware.

She would do any business that could make money.

Of course, most importantly, the spices the Persian merchants sold her were truly valuable, while she sold them worthless glass beads.

Well, how should I put it?

She likes to treat everyone equally.

What's wrong with the nobles in the capital? Does that mean they deserve to buy her worthless glass at a high price?

People should be equal.

We can't just focus on the wealthy ladies of the capital exploiting them; the Persian merchants were also big, fat sheep.

and.

Ultimately.

She became the first person to switch from domestic sales to export by selling glass beads overseas.

This is what it means to bring glory to the country.

"You must be careful when you get back. With so many people around, you can't let it get out. I'm not bragging, but you won't find an exact replica of this glass gem anywhere else in the world."

"Thank you for the reminder, young mistress, but don't worry, we've been traveling with caravans for so long, we're not pushovers."

Hearing Jiang Shuwan's "sincere" words, the Persian merchant patted the curved sword at his waist, and Jiang Shuwan smiled and nodded.

She knew these merchants weren't exaggerating; the distance from Persia to Dajing was immense, and bandits roamed the entire route. In terms of ruthlessness, these merchants were probably even more vicious than the bandits.

However, she had already planned that after selling glass for a few years, until every noblewoman in the capital owned a piece and lost interest in glass, she would upgrade her product and sell glass directly.

Just like game skins, they either release new skins or upgrade existing ones, squeezing every last drop of profit from users.

It felt so good!

Thinking about the good days ahead when she could make a fortune every day, Jiang Shuwan felt increasingly pleased.

Her smile grew even sweeter, and she even summoned staff from Donglai Street to help the Persian merchants pack their luggage, then escorted them all the way to the street corner.

This made the Persian merchants feel embarrassed.

"Young mistress is such a good person."

"They sold us these treasures and even sent us off."

The Persian merchants were filled with gratitude, and one of their leaders was so moved that he gave Jiang Shuwan a bottle of floral dew.

The floral dew comes in a small bottle of only a few dozen milliliters, yet it is more expensive than glass.

“Young Madam, this is a treasure we acquired from a merchant from the Arab world. This dew is made with rose water, and just a tiny drop is enough to leave a lasting fragrance.”

"This one bottle alone can sell for a thousand taels of silver."

"The young mistress's shop opens late. If it were early summer, when the Arabs brought over flower dew, we would definitely make a fortune by cooperating with them."

Not bad!

A group of foreigners can even use idioms.

but.

Isn't floral dew just perfume...?

It's something distilled from flower petals, and it's a simple toy to make.

Am I crazy to want to cooperate with the Arabs? Wouldn't it be better to produce it myself?

Goodbye, my fat sheep.

We must come again next year!

After bidding farewell to her fat sheep—no, her Persian merchant—Jiang Shuwan went to browse through several shops selling floral dew.

These merchants were all from Beijing, and they came not only from the East Market and West Market, but also from the South Market and North Market.

She offended them a lot when she opened the food street before, but when they saw that Donglai Street was unstoppable, they stopped fighting with her and came to open shops there.

These seasoned veterans do whatever makes money.

Flower dew is a highly profitable business; every year when Arab merchants come, they buy it all up.

It's all imported.

The purchase price is high, and the selling price is also high.

Looking at the dazzling array of perfumes in the display case, Jiang Shuwan's mind started racing.

In this day and age, spices are extremely precious items, and since women and literati love fragrance, the price of spices has soared.

The Marquis's residence also uses incense, but Jiang Shuwan uses it less. Her room is mostly filled with the fragrance of natural flowers, and the servants do the scenting of her clothes; she has never paid attention to it.

Both smell good, but perfume is much more expensive than fragrance.

She had never seen flower dew before, and no one in the Marquis's mansion used it, so she had completely forgotten about it for a while.

To make money off wealthy women, besides clothes and jewelry, perfume is indispensable.

Small items, big profits.

Jiang Shuwan's heart surged with excitement. It was the end of August, and autumn was just around the corner. All the flowers would wither, and there would be no chance for roses or perfumes, but there was still time for winter plums and osmanthus.

There are also woody and citrus scents that can be utilized.

We'll sell a batch first, and then make various women's perfumes when all kinds of flowers bloom next spring.

Good boy.

All things considered, this business is just as profitable as the glass business!

Furthermore, perfumes can be packaged in glass bottles and sold as a package deal.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Make the most money with the least cost.

Tremble, fat sheep of the capital!

As for the Arab merchants who will bring flower dew to sell next year...

Sorry, business is just that ruthless.

Haha~~

Without hesitation, Jiang Shuwan hurriedly entered a two-courtyard siheyuan on Donglai Street. This siheyuan was where the various levels of management and officials on Donglai Street usually worked.

Jiang Shuwan also reserved an office for herself, and as soon as she went in, she wrote down her perfume manufacturing plan.

How to set up the production line, how to design the bottle, everything was meticulously planned and illustrated.

After a busy afternoon, Jiang Shuwan finally finished her work.

Just then, the general who led the last shipment of glass was about to return to the North, so Jiang Shuwan gave him the blueprints to take to the North.

Perfume isn't a particularly difficult product to make, and she only feels at ease leaving it in the North.

"Don't worry, young mistress, I will protect you with my life."

The general leading the team patted his chest as he spoke.

What Jiang Shuwan gave him wasn't just about making money.

Although the Great Jing Dynasty won the war in the North this year, the court also distributed the pensions.

But for wounded soldiers and families who have lost their breadwinners, that little bit of money is not enough for them to live on for a lifetime, and their future livelihood and that of their families is a big problem.

In the past, General Sun would personally pay for the care of these wounded soldiers.

With this factory, things will be different.

This perfume factory, like the glass factory, could employ many wounded soldiers and their families.

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.

With these jobs, these people have a bright future.

"Go."

Jiang Shuwan watched the general lead the way leave with a smile. The Empress and the Imperial Concubine had both been reprimanded by the old emperor. With the old emperor as their guarantor, the general leading the way would definitely have a safe journey.

It's good to have a powerful backer; she can make her money steadily.

Thinking about it, Jiang Shuwan happily ordered a table of tea and snacks. She had been busy writing the schedule at noon and hadn't eaten much, so she was hungry now.

She was eating when she heard footsteps outside the door.

"Miss, Chairman Song has arrived."

who?

Song Yi?