“Once upon a time there was an orchard farmer who had a large field of golden apple trees. However, people had never seen golden apples before, so no one bought them.
One day, he gave away golden apples for free to passersby. People then discovered how delicious the golden apples were, and they rushed to buy them. He sold all the apples, and every autumn when the harvest came, he could earn a large sum of gold coins.
After Xia Lan finished speaking, Arsen suddenly understood and patted his head and said, "You are taking this opportunity to promote our wine!"
“No, I just want to tell you that the fruit farmer is stupid. When people find out that the fruit is delicious, what they should do is cut down all the fruit trees and leave only one.
Because fruit farmers can indeed raise prices, but when the price reaches a level that only a certain number of people can afford it, the remaining fruits that no one wants will just rot in the fields.
If the fruit rots in the ground, no one wants it. No matter whether it tastes good or not, rotten fruit is still rotten fruit.
The remaining people who can afford to sell the golden apples will be laughed at by those who cannot afford them, saying they are stupid and have a lot of money. This is probably what the saying "sour grapes" means.
But there is only one, and that is a priceless treasure. Do you know what a priceless treasure is?"
Arsen shook his head.
"The priceless treasure is that after eating it, those idiots not only enjoy the taste buds, but also experience spiritual sublimation, a sense of superiority, and a taste of quality.
No one laughs at them for being stupid and rich anymore. Only the spiritual wine brewed by envy and jealousy washes over their hormones!
So the wine we sell cannot have rotten fruit, just like we cannot let people know that a goddess is picking her nose.
It was born perfect, born noble. There was no advertising of low-priced tastings, and no wine was sold to the Govin family. All they brought out were inferior imitations, crude imitations based on legends, the goddess's shit...
Ahem, in short, they want to make Brandy and Tears of Blood the most high-end liquors to attract the money of those rich and stupid nobles, but it would be embarrassing to let people taste them at such a low price, so they can only hype it up first.
When the Govan family started selling alcohol, we said they were selling fake alcohol.
I have already discussed it with my eldest nephew. We will first stir up public opinion, then apologize and serve 'real wine'..."
Arsen understood. Isn't it just packaging? His teacher Arnold always packaged it before deceiving others...
You see, the fake wine that the Gowen family imitated based on the legend is so delicious, the real thing must be even better. As for you feeling that it tastes the same, it must be because you are not a noble!
"You should have mentioned the packaging earlier. What hormones, what goddesses? But if there's only one fruit tree left, what if something unexpected happens and everything is gone? You should at least leave ten..."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
