Chapter 85
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When they were selling dried tofu in the village before, they sold it as a specialty of their village. People would think of dried tofu when they thought of their village. Later, they came to the county to sell sausages and soaps, and they sold these two things as local specialties.
There is no such thing as sausage in this world. Unlike dried tofu, people not only think it tastes good, but also eat it for its unique freshness. Not only people in the county town buy it, but people from other counties and even big cities come to buy it. Sales increase instantly. Shen Yuntang, who never complains of being tired of doing anything except lying in bed, feels overwhelmed.
He told Cheng Yeran: "After a while I want to recruit two apprentices to help me make sausages."
Taking in an apprentice is to teach him a skill, which is different from being an assistant.
After listening to his thoughts, Cheng Yeran counted the people in his family. Except for his fourth brother who was Shen Yuntang's family member, the rest seemed to be his relatives.
Yuanbao is his cousin, Tugen is his nephew, and Yegou was picked up by his cousin, who adopted him as his younger brother. He also took Yuanbao's surname Cheng, so he is also his cousin.
"Do you have any reliable relatives on your mother's side? How about inviting them to be your apprentice?" Cheng Yeran asked him.
Shen Yuntang was a person who was reborn, and many of his memories were not so clear. He followed Cheng Yeran's words to recall, and he actually remembered several cousins from his uncle's side.
"My mother married here from the next village, but the village is not far away, and it takes less than an hour to walk home. We would go back every New Year and other festivals. I have a good relationship with several cousins, but my cousin should be married. She is younger than I was when I got married. My cousin is a boy, and it seems that he is not married yet, but maybe they told him. Even if they didn't tell him, they probably wouldn't let a boy come to work so far away."
Shen Yuntang thought for a while, "There is also a cousin who is also married, but seems to have no children yet. If I invite him and his sister-in-law over, it should be okay."
Shen Yuntang sighed again when he said this, "But if the villagers knew about this, they would say that I am siding with my mother's family."
"No matter what they say, since we can't hear them, just think they are wasting their breath. Also, what's wrong with siding with your mother's family? They're your family, so naturally you should be siding with them. I don't know where this saying came from, but after you get married you should be siding with your husband's family and ignore your mother's family. You should draw a clear line between yourself and the people who gave birth to you and raised you, and you should be filial to those who have never raised you for a single day. This is simply anti-human." Cheng Yeran was very angry when he thought of the grievances Shen Yuntang had suffered when she was accused by the villagers, Aunt Zhao, and the neighbors of siding with her mother's family.
He couldn't stand Shen Yuntang suffering any injustice, and sometimes he wanted to rush up and beat him up.
Seeing how angry he was, Shen Yuntang raised his hand and pinched his face, "Why are you so angry?"
Cheng Yeran hugged his waist and acted coquettishly, "Every time I hear others say that about you, I get angry and feel wronged. I want to tear their mouths apart. We can do whatever we want in our family, and it doesn't bother them. Why are they so angry and say such harsh words?"
"Maybe they are afraid that their daughter-in-law or future daughter-in-law will learn from us and support their parents' family." Shen Yuntang thought of the aunts who accompanied Aunt Zhao to condemn him that day. They all had sons and might have brought them into his family, so he felt the same way.
Shen Yuntang rubbed his head and stopped talking about this annoying topic. "Sausages are not difficult to make. In a year or two, other families may learn how to make sausages. I have to recruit apprentices as soon as possible and make sausages into a brand like soap. When people think of sausages, they will think of my brand first."
"You have a good sense for business. Let's make a trademark and put it on the sausage, just like the sausages I bought online. They have a trademark circled on them. It's so annoying every time I tear them off. I didn't expect that we would have to put one on them too." Cheng Yeran laughed and joked, "In the end, we have become the people we hate the most."
"Don't use the same name as the soap. We need to get a new one." Shen Yuntang thought that using the same name
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Words will make people associate. If you think of sausages when washing your hands and face with soap, it will affect your mood. If you think of soap when eating sausages, it will also affect the taste.
"Then how about calling it Shen's Sausage like a noodle shop? Or the brand name can be Shen Yuntang. Many food brands are named after people, such as Lao Gan Ma, Zhang Liang, Zhou Xiaoling, Li Ziqi and so on." Cheng Yeran asked for his opinion.
Food is different from soap, it is better to be simple and rough.
Shen Yuntang felt it was too embarrassing, and didn’t want to have his name printed on the sausage, so he was very surprised, “Just call me Mr. Shen.”
"Okay, you are really smart. The names you come up with are so nice." Cheng Yeran praised without thinking. No matter what name Shen Yuntang came up with, he thought it was nice and different from the names given by others.
Cheng Yeran thought that this could also be made into a trademark, not only with writing, but also with printing a flower. Shen Yuntang didn't want to print his portrait on the sausage, not because he disliked sausages, but because he was an introverted person and was not used to this practice.
Cheng Yeran picked out a beautiful peach blossom from the embroidery patterns that Shen Yuntang had drawn before, placed the peach blossom on top, and put the three words "Shen Fulang" below.
After finishing, he and Shen Yuntang measured the size of the sausages together. In order to unify the standards, each sausage was of similar size and thickness. The trademark was made into a small piece of paper and circled on the sausage.
After measuring the size, Cheng Yeran went to Zhou Huajia's house next door and gave them the new things. "This is more convenient. One piece of paper can print four strips. We can just go back and cut them ourselves."
Uncle Zhou took a look and said, "This is a one-color one. I'll make a seal for you and you can print it yourself when you go back. We haven't received any orders from anyone recently, so we have been printing your packaging and haven't finished it yet. We don't have time to print this."
When Cheng Yeran heard this, he thought that his method was not impossible, but his family did not have enough manpower. However, Painter Zhou also did not have enough manpower, and he could not make things difficult for Uncle Zhou.
"Uncle Zhou, I heard that you were going to recruit apprentices. Please recruit more. My family is going to produce new plates, and I need two. This is just the beginning. We will print more in the future. The sales of soap have also increased. Two or three apprentices will not be enough." Cheng Yeran said.
After listening to his words, although Uncle Zhou felt tired, the more orders he got, the more money he would make. Besides, Uncle Zhou also had his own wishes in his life. He did not want to just open a small workshop, but wanted to open a large printing factory.
Before Cheng Yeran appeared, he could barely even maintain the small workshop at home. Now that Cheng Yeran has put an opportunity for him to realize his dream in front of him, how could he not seize it.
Uncle Zhou is not very old, only 38 years old. He is energetic and motivated. He told Cheng Yeran that he was selecting an apprentice.
Cheng Yeran finally handed the printing of the sausage label to Uncle Zhou. "My family really doesn't have enough manpower. I'll give you double the price. I'll print it myself after a while when I can recruit some people."
After hearing this, Uncle Zhou had no choice but to accept his order.
After that, the lights in Uncle Zhou's house were always on until late at night.
Although the new soap had not yet been made, the old version of the soy milk soap was selling very well. Not only did local shops place many orders, but merchants from other places also saw the business opportunity and sold the soy milk soap all over the country.
People all over the country saw the beauty on the soy milk soap packaging, and knew that a peerless beauty had appeared in a small county in the north. Some people even became lovesick for Yuanbao on the packaging paper and were determined to see Yuanbao in person. There was also a young master from a wealthy family who ran away from home to see Yuanbao because his family would not let him go. He said he would die if he couldn't see him in person. His family had no choice but to send a carriage and servants overnight to catch up with the young master and accompany him to see Yuanbao.
The popularity of the local soy milk soap has dropped a lot. Stores and individuals have stockpiled a lot of it, which cannot be used up within one or two years. No one comes to buy the soy milk soap anymore, and the remaining ones are all ordered by merchants from other places who come here because of its reputation.
During that period, they could sell dozens or even hundreds of dollars every day, which made Yuanbao and Ye Gou very tired. They no longer went out to set up the stall. They didn't have time to do so, so those people came to their house to buy.
The popularity has finally died down in the past two days, but Yuanbao didn't dare to stop, for fear that the new products would be sold out if they were not made in time after they were launched, so he prepared some in advance.
He received several cents in commission for each bar of soap, and after deducting expenses in just these few months, he had saved up one hundred taels of silver.
Yuanbao originally thought that he would be lucky if he could save a hundred taels of silver in his lifetime by following his cousin. When he earned twenty taels, he would return to the countryside to renovate the ancestral home, then marry a wife and take his wife to work with his cousin.
But now that he has saved up all his life's money, he has no intention of getting married. Nothing can bring him the joy of making money. His cousin got married at the age of 18, so he can wait a few more years. There is no rush.
Shen Yuntang and Cheng Yeran made a plan. They made Yuanbao's clothes and painted the picture first. Then they asked for leave from the academy and went back home to find Shen Yuntang's cousin and ask them if they were willing to help. If they were willing to help, they would bring them over. The house here was just big enough for them and the wages could be negotiated.
Farming in the village, a family can only earn about five taels a year, with each family member earning less than one tael on average. When they come here, they can get two cents of silver each at first, and then the salary will increase. Two people can earn five taels a year. In the future, the workload will increase, and if the salary increases, they can earn more.
If his brother and sister-in-law didn't come, he would go to see someone else. Even if he didn't find anyone, he could go home to see them. Shen Yuntang missed his parents and three brothers, as well as his grandparents.
The sewing machine and those picture albums also arrived. There happened to be three rooms in their yard, one for living, one for study, and the other one that was originally intended to be a storage room but now contained the sewing machine and was given to Shen Yuntang to use to make clothes.
The wall of their small courtyard is quite high. Cheng Yeran installed electric lights in the three rooms and drew the curtains at night so that people outside could not see what lights they turned on at night.
Cheng Yeran had never used a sewing machine, but he asked the owner to help him download a few instructional videos and watched them with Shen Yuntang.
When Shen Yuntang first saw this strange machine, he had many questions in his mind. This thing looked like a table with a strange-shaped machine on it and needles on it, but how could it sew the fabrics together when the cloth was placed underneath?
After watching the video with Cheng Yeran, he realized that this was actually very convenient. Instead of sewing the clothes together stitch by stitch, you could just use your foot to press the needle forward, and it would form a very neat line.
But he didn't know whether it could be stronger than the one sewn by hand, so Shen Yuntang couldn't wait to try it out.
He experimented first, placed the thread according to the video, threaded the needle, and took two pieces of unused waste cloth to experiment.
At the beginning, they couldn't pedal properly and couldn't master the rules. The lines coming out of the car were a mess, which gave both of them a headache. But they were not the kind of people who would give up easily when they encountered a little trouble. After studying for a while, they finally managed to produce the same effect as in the video.
Shen Yuntang was more economical. He removed the messy threads on the piece of scrap cloth and carved a straight line again.
He pulled hard, but it didn't come apart. It was stronger than the ones sewn by hand.
Shen Yuntang's eyes lit up. "It's so easy to use. You will be so lucky in the future. You don't have to sew clothes stitch by stitch."
"These are all old machines that were eliminated more than ten or twenty years ago. Now they are all electric. You don't have to keep stepping on the pedal. As long as you keep pressing it, the needle will move forward. When I bought this machine, I looked at other models in the store. It also has an embroidery function. You input the embroidery pattern and the needle will automatically embroider on the fabric. You don't have to do it stitch by stitch." Cheng Yeran wanted to buy those machines for Shen Yuntang, but unfortunately those machines made noise. They didn't even dare to buy a washing machine for fear that the noise would attract other people's attention. "If we build a soundproof room, we won't have to worry about noise. Let's study it some other day and renovate this room. We can also use electric machines."
Shen Yuntang held his hands and said, "Hearing you talk about those machines, it's as if the gods in the sky use magic to control the tools to do the work by themselves. But this machine is enough. I can't even recognize all the words now. I can't use an electric machine even if you make me one. Besides, we won't live here forever. If you pass the exam in two or three years, it will be difficult to move the machine away."
"It will be a little difficult to pass the exam in two or three years, but since you asked me, I will try my best." Cheng Yeran felt that what Shen Yuntang said made sense. They had packed a lot of boxes when they moved here from the village. If they bought more machines, how many trucks would they have to pull when moving?
It's hard to manage too many things, and he's afraid that thieves will take a fancy to their things. He won't feel bad if they are lost, but it would be bad if his identity as a time traveler is exposed.
Cheng Yeran also bought Shen Yuntang several introductory books on fashion design, and downloaded several videos and movies about designers for him to help Shen Yuntang understand this profession.
Shen Yuntang likes making clothes and also likes to draw some new patterns himself, but he feels that these are just casual things and not presentable, let alone a career.
But when he saw that there would be such a profession in the future and that it would be respected by many people, he had more yearning for the future world.
It was the same when he wanted to cook before.
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He discovered that in the future there will be many movies and TV series about chefs, and in those movies and TV shows, chefs will also be a popular industry.
The world of the future will really be like what Cheng Yeran said, where every profession will have its top talents.
Shen Yuntang also learned from the videos and drew clothing designs and embroidery designs.
These past few nights he combined elements of current clothing with elements from ancient style picture albums to draw two sets of clothes.
His drawing was quite immature and didn't look as good as the flower pattern drawing. He was too embarrassed to show it to Cheng Yeran, so he just focused on making the clothes himself.
The cloth was bought directly from the dyeing room, and I stayed in the house every night to make clothes.
He also locked the door to prevent Cheng Yeran from disturbing him.
He is different from Cheng Yeran. Cheng Yeran likes Shen Yuntang to be next to him when he is studying. When he is tired of studying, he looks up and sees such a beautiful wife sitting next to him, and he immediately feels less tired.
But Shen Yuntang couldn't do that. He was too embarrassed to take action because there were people around him.
Cheng Yeran didn't disturb him and practiced writing in the room.
The college recently changed its rules. The class placement test, which was previously held once a year, has been changed to once every three months. However, there will still be no elimination. The bottom students will still be eliminated once a year.
However, the classes are divided through examinations held every three months, which puts a lot of pressure on the students.
But Cheng Yeran thought this was a good idea, and he didn't want to stay in Class C forever.
It's a good thing for him to be able to check whether his grades have improved every three months.
After Shen Yuntang got the sewing machine, he quickly finished the two pieces of clothes. When Cheng Yeran returned home in the evening, he saw Yuanbao wearing new clothes.
The two pieces of clothing are different colors. One is pink with yellow lines on the edge. There are floating petals embroidered on the sleeves and a large peach blossom on the back. The back is split, and one side of the cloth is embroidered with half of a flower, which together forms a flower. The split part is sewn together with white sand. When it is not moving, it forms a flower pattern. When it moves, the white sand inside will float out, giving it a fairy-like air. Wearing it makes one look like a little flower god.
The other dress is mainly green, which looks youthful and lively, yet has a heroic air.
Cheng Yeran felt like she was watching a fashion show. It would definitely be inconvenient to wear it while working in real life, but it looked beautiful, artistic, and gorgeous.
He clapped beside him: "Not bad, this dress is beautiful, I want to try it on."
Shen Yuntang rubbed his forehead speechlessly, "This is my brother's clothes, why are you, a grown man, joining in the fun?"
Here, men, women and boys have different kinds of clothes. The clothes for men and women are similar to those seen in costume dramas, while the clothes for boys are more neutral, but not as bright and gorgeous as the clothes for girls. They are more masculine and neutral.
"The day after tomorrow is a holiday. I asked Brother Yang to come to my house to draw clothes for Yuanbao." Cheng Yeran asked Yuanbao, "You don't have anything to do that day, right?"
"No, but even if I did, I'd have to make time for it!" Yuanbao thought his cousin was very capable, and that the people who studied with him should be equally capable. He respected his cousin's classmates in the academy very much.
Shen Yuntang heard that his classmate was coming over, "I'll prepare some snacks and fruits. Can I finish the painting in one day? Forget about his two meals. What does he like to eat? What kind of tea does he like to drink?"
"Don't be too nervous. He is not used to other people being too nice to him. He will feel uncomfortable. Just give him whatever we eat." Cheng Yeran said.
"Whether he likes it or not, we have to prepare and let him feel our sincerity." Shen Yuntang felt that he would not get anything out of Cheng Yeran, so he just prepared it himself.
Yang Shiming always remembered this incident, but Cheng Yeran didn't mention it for a long time, so he didn't ask.
On the day off, I went to the address Cheng Yeran gave me.
Cheng Yeran led him to the backyard and said, "My cousin has gone to change his clothes. Please wait here for a while."
"It's okay." Yang Shiming took a look at the pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. They were all top-quality paper. And the pigments. The colored pigments were very expensive. Most people would not buy so many colors, but Cheng Yeran actually bought all the colors available on the market.
Yang Shiming looked at the paints and asked Cheng Yeran, "Didn't you say that you only need three colors?"
"Yes, it's best that the printed version has no more than three colors, but I would also like you to draw two large ones with more colors. When he sets up a stall to sell them, he can hang them there for promotion. I've thought about it, and we can auction it in the end. How about I give you half of the auction proceeds?" Cheng Yeran asked him.
"No, I only accept payment for the painting. No matter how much the painting sells for, it has nothing to do with me." Yang Shiming sat down at the table and made preparations.
"I know you don't want to take advantage of me, but I don't want to take advantage of you either. So let's not auction the paintings. I'll give them to whoever sells more soap. If you paint two more paintings for me, I'll give you two more. How about how much you charge for a large painting?" Cheng Yeran saw that he was about to open his mouth to speak, and hurriedly said, "Don't be polite. I want to cooperate with you for a long time. If you keep doing this, I won't be able to find you next time, and we won't be able to be friends anymore."
"Five taels per piece." Yang Shiming offered a middle price. Some of his paintings could be sold at high prices, and he had even sold them for more than ten taels of silver per piece. But he also sold them at low prices, for two taels of silver per piece.
He took a middle value and said, "You can pay after you are satisfied. If you are not satisfied, there is no charge."
"It's settled. Two large paintings for a total of ten taels. For the card printing, I'll remove some of the colors, make the lines simpler, and keep the movements the same. That will be paid less, two taels of silver each. The four paintings will be a total of fourteen taels of silver."
"Okay." Yang Shiming was not used to talking about money, but he couldn't live without talking about money. There was an unnatural feeling on his face when he said these words.
Just at this moment, Yuan Bao came out wearing the clothes of the "Little Flower Goddess". He stood in front of Yang Shiming and asked, "Are you today's painter? My clothes are very complicated. Is it easy to paint?"
"Yes." Yang Shiming took a look and pointed to a place for Yuanbao, "You go over there, you can stand or sit."
Yuanbao has been dressing up as a boy for a while and has a comprehensive understanding of his demeanor and movements. He sat over there, holding a piece of soap: "It would be best if I could have a connection with the soap. How about you help me draw some flowers and branches around me?"
"Okay." Yang Shiming didn't have any extra thoughts. He waited for him to finish the action and then stared at him for a long time.
Yuanbao was often stared at by men when he was setting up a stall. Some of the eyes were greasy and some were vulgar. Even though he was a grown man, he would feel uncomfortable if he was stared at with such eyes.
But when Yang Shiming stared at him, his eyes were pure and serious, as if he wanted to remember every detail about him just to paint the picture well.
His eyes made people feel comfortable. Yuanbao didn't feel any discomfort and even felt very relieved.
Seeing that they had started, Cheng Yeran stood up and said, "Here are snacks and tea. Take whatever you want. I won't bother you here. I'm going to help my husband make sausages. He's so tired on weekdays. I feel so bad for him. Today he finally has a day off, so I have to help him share the burden."
Yang Shiming had become accustomed to the way he would talk a lot whenever he mentioned her husband, and she also admired his attitude towards her husband.
Yang Shiming had met many classmates in the academy on weekdays. After studying, they considered themselves knowledgeable and capable, and looked down on the husbands and wives in the village. Yang Shiming disliked those people very much. Whenever he met such a classmate, no matter how good that person was in other aspects, Yang Shiming would ignore him.
Of course, Zhao Yanlin is an exception. Zhao Yanlin's family saved his mother's life. Although he also disagrees with Zhao Yanlin's attitude towards her husband, in order to repay his gratitude, he can only persuade Zhao Yanlin to change this idea from time to time.
Yang Shiming likes Cheng Yeran's character and serious attitude towards study. Among all his friends, Cheng Yeran's proportion is higher than others.
Yang Shiming sketched a rough outline and said to Yuanbao, "If you feel tired, you can move around."
"How do you know I'm tired?" Although Yuanbao was sitting, he couldn't move as a model and felt very tired from being restrained.
But in order not to delay Yang Shiming's painting, he just moved his neck and sore wrists slightly, and then quickly returned to his previous posture.
After about an hour, Yang Shiming said to Yuanbao, "Change into another set of clothes."
"Have you finished your painting?" Yuan Bao ran over excitedly and saw the beauty on the paper who was ten times more beautiful than himself. She was lively and smart with some fairy spirit. She looked more like a fairy than the last painting, but it was obviously not finished and the colors were not filled in. "Isn't this not finished?"
“First draw it like this,
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I didn’t have enough time to finish two paintings in one day, so I went back to refine some details. "Yang Shiming watched him approach. Because the movement was too large, his hair brushed the back of his hand. He restrained himself and took a step back.
Yuanbao looked up, his almond-shaped eyes looking at him brightly, "You are so amazing. It looks so beautiful even before it's finished. Once the painting is finished, will the people in it come out from the drawing paper?" Yuanbao thought of many mythological stories. He used to think that mythological stories were all nonsense, but the people in Yang Shiming's paintings really looked like immortals who might come alive at any time.
Yang Shiming was about to say something when a dark shadow suddenly rushed over and blocked their way.
The wild dog bared its teeth and glared at Yang Shiming, stretching out its arms to protect Yuanbao behind it, like a puppy fighting for territory, not allowing anyone to approach its territory.
"I asked you to make soap, why are you running out?" Yuan Bao pulled the wild dog over, "He is my cousin's friend, don't be so rude."
The wild dog looked at him aggrievedly. Yuanbao arranged for the wild dog to make soap. Originally, he was obedient and made soap in the house. However, Yuanbao didn't come back after an hour. As Yuanbao's little tail, he missed Yuanbao so much that he ran out to find Yuanbao. As soon as he came out, he saw Yuanbao smiling at the man, and he pounced on him like crazy.
"Go back and make soap." Yuanbao ordered him. Normally his orders worked, but not today. The wild dog kept standing beside him, looking at him eagerly, as if he was afraid that he would be stolen.
Yuan Bao was helpless, "You stay here obediently and don't bite anyone, otherwise go outside."
Seeing the wild dog nod, Yuanbao turned around and went back to change his clothes. The wild dog followed him closely. Later, Yuanbao came back with a second set of clothes and prepared a new pose for Yang Shiming to paint. The wild dog also sat beside him, staring at Yang Shiming, as if he was afraid that Yang Shiming would snatch Yuanbao away.
It was not until the evening, when it was getting darker and it was almost impossible to see what was drawn on the paper in the yard. Dinner was ready, and Cheng Yeran came over. "How is the drawing going?"
Yang Shiming showed the two unfinished paintings to Cheng Yeran: "If it's OK, I'll go back and finish it. If not, I'll make some changes."
"How can it not be possible? It's too awesome. This is a god-level painting. Just follow this. Will it take only a few days to complete?" Cheng Yeran wanted to see what the finished product looked like so much that he couldn't help but urge him.
"Very quickly. I'll catch up in the next few days." Yang Shiming said.
"Then don't let it affect your studies, otherwise I will feel guilty and blame myself." Cheng Yeran said.
"Don't worry, I will plan my time well." Yang Shiming stood up and packed his things.
"Please stay for dinner. My husband has already prepared dinner." Cheng Yeran said.
"No, the teacher in the academy has some things for me to do, so I won't eat." Yang Shiming did not lie. He often helped the teachers with some things, such as correcting students' homework, and he was paid for it. This was also a source of income for Yang Shiming.
The matter of meals was not discussed in advance. Cheng Yeran thought it was the norm in the industry. When working at the host's house, the host would provide meals. So Yang Shiming ate lunch. He didn't expect that he would skip dinner.
"Since you have something to do, I won't keep you here. I'll pack it for you. You can't refuse. This is my husband's kindness. Don't waste it." Cheng Yeran said.
"Okay." Yang Shiming saw Cheng Yeran's uncomfortable look every time he refused her, and he couldn't bear to refuse her. "But don't eat too much, I can't eat too much and it will be wasted."
"Got it." Cheng Yeran turned around and went to pack the food.
Yang Shiming continued to pack his things. Yuanbao saw him leaving in such a hurry, and thought of something, so he said to him, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."
When Yang Shiming saw Yuanbao running away, he didn't know what he was going to do, but he still stood there waiting.
Yuanbao came back quickly, holding a piece of soap in his hand and handed it to Yang Shiming, "This is your reward for drawing such a beautiful portrait for me today."
"Your cousin has already paid me." Although Yang Shiming said this, he still took the soap from his hand.
"What belongs to my cousin is his, and what belongs to me is mine. My cousin said that you haven't gotten married yet, and if you use this peach blossom soap, your love luck will improve. You can take it back to attract love luck." Yuanbao said.
"Romance luck?" Yang Shiming asked.
"It's about fate, my cousin said." Yuanbao had also heard of his character, and was afraid that he would not accept it, so he added, "This soap is not for sale, but one of the first batch used for experiments. There are some flaws, but you can't see them if you don't look carefully, and it doesn't affect the use. My cousin said that the customers spent the same money, and we can't give them defective soap, so this batch will be kept for my family to use. You can go back and try your piece. If you think it works well, don't forget to patronize our house~"
Yang Shiming looked at the round soap in his hand. It was rare and transparent, and the flowers inside were real flowers. A flower was sealed in the soap at its most beautiful moment, preserving its beauty. This idea was very novel.
"Will a flawed peach blossom soap attract flawed peach blossoms?" Cheng Yeran came over with a packed food box, "Yuanbao, go get Brother Yang the good one."
Yang Shiming held the flawed soap and said, "It's okay. This one is fine."
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At night, before they lay in bed and prepared to go to sleep, Cheng Yeran told Shen Yuntang about this matter, "I casually told Yuanbao that it would attract peach blossoms, but I didn't expect that he would use it to sell soap, saying that using our peach blossom soap would attract peach blossoms. He knows marketing."
"But those who went to buy soap for this reason didn't attract any romantic interests. Will they cause trouble for us?" Shen Yuntang asked worriedly.
"No, you see so many people go to the temple to burn incense, but how many of them can really realize their wishes? Have you ever seen many people blaming the gods?" Cheng Yeran hugged him and rubbed his nose against his ear. "This thing is about sincerity. There is also a saying called the law of attraction. The more you want something, the more likely it will come to you. Who knows, those who hope for a good marriage may also attract the right person."
"Law of attraction?" This was the first time Shen Yuntang had heard of it. "This idea is quite new, but it seems to make some sense."
Shen Yuntang wants money, and now he is indeed earning more and more. The more you want to have something, the harder you will work towards it. If you think in this way, this statement does make sense.
"In fact, many brands use love stories for marketing, such as tiramisu, or a certain brand of ice cream, as well as diamonds, chocolates, roses, etc. As long as these things are linked to love, their value will double and they will sell faster." Cheng Yeran was thinking, this time the Peach Blossom combination drew a little flower god, so next Valentine's Day, can we draw a god of love, and then come up with a slogan like "If you love him, buy him Xiangjie brand soap." Who knows, maybe in the future everyone will put soap in the betrothal gift when they get married, just like a diamond ring.
It would be nice if I could sell diamonds, the profit from soap wouldn’t be that huge.
"Have you asked for leave from the academy? I'll make time in a few days and we'll go back to the countryside together." Shen Yuntang said.
"Of course I've asked you to come. I've told the teacher in advance, and he's approved it. As long as it doesn't delay the exam, he'll usually grant you leave." Cheng Yeran knew Shen Yuntang was homesick, and since he couldn't go home, he had to satisfy Shen Yuntang's wish to go home, "Or else let's bring your parents over as well."
"No way. How can a son-in-law live with his parents-in-law? It will make people laugh." Although Shen Yuntang missed his parents, he did not want to bring them over. They could be neighbors or live closer, but not in the same yard. Otherwise, the yard would be under the control of his parents, and they could enter their house whenever they wanted. They would also control their affairs, and they could not manage their money as they pleased. He liked his own little home very much, and he wanted to be the master of this home. "My parents may not want to live with us, it would be inconvenient for them, and they don't want to listen to other people's gossip.
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Besides, we still have fields to farm at home, and my parents will not give up their fields to follow us. If we have the ability in the future, we can buy them a house and let them move in and live nearby. ”
"Well, let's wait until I pass the exam and see where I will be assigned to be an official." Cheng Yeran felt that Shen Yuntang was right. There would be many conflicts if he lived with his parents. Before he traveled through time, he didn't live with his parents after he started working. Seeing them once a week could enhance their relationship. If they lived together every day, they would get tired of each other. His parents said to him every day that he was affecting their world of two people. When he grew up, he should stop staying at home.
"Go to sleep," Shen Yuntang said, feeling sleepy and closing his eyes. He had been busy making clothes these days and hadn't had a good rest for several nights. The clothes were finally finished and he wanted to sleep after relaxing. However, Cheng Yeran hugged his waist and became restless. Shen Yuntang shrank back, "What are you doing? I don't have the strength."
"Are you sure you have no strength left? Isn't it very energetic here?" Cheng Yeran's fingers were lighting fires everywhere. He liked to observe Shen Yuntang's various expressions and knew his body very well. After a few strokes, Shen Yuntang lost his ability to resist. With a red face, he told him to hurry up and not to delay too long as he still had things to do tomorrow.
Shen Yuntang said this, but in fact he hadn't done it for a long time. He didn't remember about it when he was busy. But now that he really did it, he recalled many happy experiences in the past. His body and mind became dizzy and soft. He didn't want to care about what to do tomorrow. He just wanted to have fun tonight.
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Five days later, the two men drove a donkey cart and took Tugen back to the village.
Originally they only wanted the two of them to go back, but Tugen said that it was his first time going out and he was worried about his younger brothers and sisters at home, so he wanted to go back and check on them.
Cheng Yeran thought about it and it made sense. Tugen had not had a single day off since he went to the county town. They were really too mean to a teenager, so they gave Tugen three days off as well, allowing him to go home with them and then come back together.
When they arrived at the village entrance, many people almost didn't recognize them. They had lived in the county town for a while and had changed their clothes. Shen Yuntang changed into the clothes of a man in the county town, Cheng Yeran dressed like a scholar and his temperament had changed. Even Tugen was no longer as shabby as before.
When they came back, they were seen by Shen Yunfeng who was out. Shen Yunfeng suddenly thought of his previous life. He was the same in his previous life, watching Shen Yuntang and Xia Xiaowu, who became an official, returning home in glory.
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