Wang Xingren gradually felt that his wife's aunt was a bit cruel. A bottle of wine weighing one kilogram was sold for thirty or fifty taels. Even the tribute wine from the imperial palace wouldn't be that expensive, right?
Wang Xingren asked uncertainly: "Aunt, can this wine be sold?"
Zhang Hulan smiled and said, "There is nothing that cannot be sold, only people who don't know how to sell things.
As long as you know how to sell it, you can sell it even if the price doubles.
Wait until I brew high-quality wine, and then you can taste it and decide. If you don’t want to sell it, I will open a wine shop in the capital to sell it.”
Wang Xingren asked: "Since Auntie can sell it herself, why did she sell it to me?"
Zhang Hulan said: "I don't have that much time, and I feel relieved to sell the wine to you.
If I sell it myself, or sell it wholesale to other wine shops, it will be troublesome. There are too many people who are greedy for money, and I don't like it.
When I sell wine to you, others will only think that the wine is produced by your family and they will not dare to make any plans.
To put it bluntly, I just pulled you in front to protect me from bullets."
"Aunt, do you have to be so direct?" Wang Xingren wanted to complain.
Zhang Hulan smiled and said, "We are all family, there is no need to hide anything, right?
Our profits from this wine are almost the same. I need raw materials, labor and technology.
Our costs are similar for the store and sales labor you provide.”
Zhang Hulan coughed dryly, then said, "Actually, I can sell you this winemaking technology, but I'm just afraid that you can't come up with that much money."
With this wine-making technology, it is no exaggeration to say that it can be sold for hundreds of thousands to millions of taels of silver.
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