"By the way, Brother Chen, do you know where there's a lot of alcohol?"
Brewing your own liquor is too much trouble; it's much easier to just buy high-proof spirits and process them with spring water.
"I'll have someone buy some."
Thinking of baijiu, Han Yuchen recalled the fruit wine. It was incredibly profitable; two jars of wine cost a thousand taels of silver, even at half price. He was stunned at the time.
Fortunately, he usually had a cold expression, and coupled with the terrifying scar on his face, few people would dare to look at him. Otherwise, his expression at that moment would have been enough to make Miss Du think twice.
"For fruits that no one has tried before, we can cut them into small pieces so that everyone can have a taste. For fruits that have already been eaten, we can sell them by weight."
Han Luoxue still adopted the sales method in Beijing, with prices slightly lower than in Beijing.
The shop had just been stocked with goods, and as soon as the door opened, a large number of people rushed in. The servant who went out to announce that there was grain for sale today had only said it twice, and people were already eagerly waiting.
Food, that's something that can save lives.
As more and more people arrived, Han Ruoxue and Han Yuchen placed some more items in the backyard, and the warehouse was also filled to the brim.
These things kept the people in the front yard busy for a while, so the two quietly went out through the back door and arrived at the Zhou family's clothing shop.
She had the waiter notify the various prominent families in advance, saying that there was embroidery from the capital available for sale for three days, and that anyone interested could come and take a look.
The group of people removed the original clothes from the shop and replaced them all with those from Han Ruoxue's space.
The exquisite fabric, the ingenious embroidery, and the unprecedented design deeply captivated the attention of everyone present.
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After returning home, Miss Du couldn't wait to drink two large bowls of wine, and then had her maid carefully hide the rest.
Although the fruit wine wasn't very strong, after drinking two large bowls, Miss Du's face was flushed and her eyes were glazed over.
"Linlang, I heard you bought clothes worth over ten thousand taels of silver today? Did you get ripped off?"
When Madam Du heard that her daughter had returned, she rushed over without hesitation.
She noticed that her daughter's face was slightly flushed and her eyes were a little unfocused.
Madam Du frowned in displeasure and raised her hand to stroke her daughter's forehead: "Have you been drinking?"
"Madam, I feel that Miss has been cheated. For just these two jars of wine, that person asked Miss for a thousand taels of silver, saying it was buy one get one free. The normal price for one jar of wine is a thousand taels. Madam, what kind of wine is this? How could it be so valuable?"
"And these clothes, 15,000 taels? That village girl said she was from some neighborhood in the capital. I can tell from her rustic appearance, she must be trying to fool you because you seem easy to talk to, Miss."
The little girl who had previously pointed at Han Ruoxue began to complain.
Madam Du frowned. She also saw the clothes her daughter had just bought. She carefully picked them up, touched the fabric, and then looked at the embroidery. Her pupils suddenly contracted.
She carefully opened the garment, utterly incredulous: "This, this really seems to be from the Silk Pavilion in the capital."
Madam Du was carrying her wedding dress, and in an inconspicuous place on the collar, she could see the logo of Sixiu Pavilion.
She had seen this logo a few years ago. She'd only seen it once, but it left a deep impression. It was a very special embroidery technique that outsiders simply couldn't learn.
"It really is from Sixiu Pavilion."
Last night, she carefully put down her wedding dress and went to look at the other dresses; they were all the same.
"Linlang, you're really lucky. You might not be able to buy these clothes even if you went to the capital for a year."
"Mother, I've always been lucky. Oh, by the way, that woman's name is Han Ruoxue. She said she has other clothes from the Silk Embroidery Pavilion. Why don't you go and pick out a few too?"
Miss Du chose clothes suitable for her age, so it was impossible to give them to her mother. The colors and styles were not appropriate.
"Really? Where is she?"
Mrs. Du was also very interested; no woman can resist beautiful clothes, especially those that money can't buy.
Even if she only had one set of such clothes, let alone several, she would still look very proud wearing it out.
Think about it, at some important gathering, everyone is dressed up, but your outfit is far superior to everyone else's. Wouldn't that feel great?
"Tomorrow, I'm feeling a little dizzy right now. Mom, this fruit wine is so delicious!"
Only then did Madam Du remember that her daughter had drunk the fruit wine. At first, she also thought that two jars of wine for a thousand taels of silver was a scam. But with the dress and jewels in front of her, she had developed a deep sense of apprehension towards the girl.
How could a woman who can casually produce so many silk embroidered garments be a fraud?
"Pour me a glass too, have a taste."
Madam Du was curious, and the little maid who had always disliked Han Luoxue reluctantly stepped forward to pour the wine:
"Madam, this wine is truly a fraud."
Madam Du simply smiled but did not refute.
She picked up the glass, closed her eyes, and smelled it. The aroma was pleasant. The wine wasn't very strong, but it had a rich fruity flavor.
I took a sip, and it was sweet on the palate, without the spiciness of alcohol.
This was her first time drinking this kind of wine, and before she knew it, she had downed three cups. At that moment, Miss Du suddenly clutched her stomach and said urgently, "Mother, my stomach is a little upset, I need to go out for a bit."
Miss Du went to the restroom several times that afternoon, which worried Mrs. Du greatly.
"There must be something wrong with the fruit wine. What is that village girl trying to do? Is she trying to harm someone? Madam, you can't let her off so easily."
"She definitely did this on purpose to harm Miss Han." The maid who disliked Han Luoxue kept chattering.
Madam Du was annoyed, but she didn't impulsively go out to find someone. Instead, she called the doctor over.
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