Choi Xie devoted great enthusiasm to the flower water business.
Six cents of silver per pound of gardenias, even steamed and soaked, tossed into dozens of pounds, not only in the small courtyard, but their neighbors left and right with fragrance when they went out.
The taste of the flower water made is not too bad. Although it smells green and dull, there is no bad taste when you taste it carefully. He sprinkles it as a men's perfume. The remaining few bottles could not be used for a while, and they were afraid of spoilage. They even asked people to buy ice and put them in the cellar, which was convenient for the kitchen to make snacks, and saved them from going out every day to buy ice-cold milk.
Even the homework he gave to Lu Juren wrote: "Steaming gardenias under the moon, the garden is full of incense in the Ming Dynasty. The golden pot is poured into broken snow, and the jade dew is frosted. The entrance is suspicious at first, and the clothes are even colder. A few days after the energy is turned on, it will not be as clear as the fragrance."
This poem is more beneficial than the poems he wrote about his family.
First of all, the rhythm of the sentence is a lot more dexterous: the first couplet sentence starts with the rhythm of 212, and the opposite sentence is the rhythm of 221. A question is used in the last couplet sentence, the tone is naturally raised, self-questioning and self-answering, and it is more powerful than simply narrating to the end. The use of words has also changed. In the past, only three tones were used, and the sickness of entering sounds was less used. In the sentences, "month", "knot", "jade", "entry", "jue" and "ruo" are all entering sounds, and the first and last couplets have three tones. Rotation, rhythm patchwork.
The beginning of the poem is simple and vivid, the pairing is neat, and the ending is powerful and affectionate, which is much more clever than his poem about his father.
Mr. Lu also let the gardenia incense for a few days. When he saw his poems, he could smell the aroma in his nose, which was very immersive. After reading the poem, he praised: "Today's poem is actually a real poem. It is no longer a shoddy piece of rhyme and sentence combination like the previous one! Just write it like this, only if it has true feelings can it be considered a poem!"
Holding the verse, he looked at it again and again, and sighed, "It's really better than your poem about thinking about your father. Entering the country so fast, I know you are talented!"
That may not be due to talent, it may be that his relationship with Senator Cui is too bad, and it takes a lot of effort just to refrain from writing the first "Send the God of Plague", where can he write any feelings
Cui Xie thought so, but didn't dare to say it, so he echoed Lu Juren and said, "Students are often trying to figure out what Mr. said these days, keep it in mind, and pay more attention when writing it. It's just that he didn't pay attention to the use of accented words. It’s a little too much, and the three sounds can’t be balanced.”
Lu Juren wanted to beat him again, but he was surprised that this student was quite capable of self-criticism, and was not complacent at all because he had made progress in poetry and was praised by his husband. Seeing that he was so humble and motivated, Mr. Lu stopped picking on his faults, but encouraged him a few words: "This time, the writing is not bad. As long as you remember the poetry and practice for a year and a half, you can put it away. Write at will."
Cui Xie was instructed by him, and he went back and wrote two more poems about studying and serving relatives. Although not very emotional, but a few allusions were taken from the historical books and used in poetry, which seems to be a lot thicker. Mr. Lu pointed out several deficiencies, and asked him to simplify the words when he used allusions, not to harm the meaning because of the words, but also not to write the poems into ancient prose because of the meaning.
Anyway, Mr. Lu lives at home, so Cui Xie doesn't have to save a lot of homework to ask him for advice. Whenever inspiration comes, he will ask him to give advice when he has written a poem and a half. His poems have progressed rapidly: at the beginning, a poem was changed seven or eight times and it was awkward to read. I don’t mention the content for now, at least you don’t have to memorize the rhythm while writing, the sentences that you come up with in your heart are rhymes with the same rhyme, you just need to refine the words.
Although he was studying poetry, he did not have much influence on his composition.
Yuemo is because the poems themselves are not romantic and light, and they are more like articles than poems. When he writes prose arguments, he still feels like writing argumentative essays. The arguments, arguments, and arguments are clearly listed in his mind, and they are passed layer by layer. Enter. It was only when he was writing a sentence and a pair of sentences that the regularity of the four tones of the poems appeared occasionally, which led him to involuntarily consider using the three tones of "上", "GO" and "IN" at intervals.
Fortunately, he hadn't been fascinated by poetry yet. After he realized it, he deliberately restrained, so as not to spend too much time on it and affect the speed of writing.
But this kind of metrical method left traces in the article after all. The doctor and teaching assistant in the prison are all experts. When he saw his new paper during the monthly exam, he could see it at a glance.
When Lin Jiancheng saw that his sentences were slightly in harmony with the rhythm, he thought he had listened to his own words, so he went home and studied "Quli". , I recognized the tone of his discussion. He really listened to my persuasion and edited the article. Look at these two sentences: "The people are safe, it is like a crisis; the road is prosperous, it is like blocking the shore. Also, the four tones flow, such as pressing an orchestra, which is quite charming."
What teacher doesn't like obedient students!
The way Lin Jiancheng loves is to ask someone to copy his paper neatly, and then post it outside the school for others to appreciate.
Cui Xie has already had the experience of trying to turn into a yellow croaker and slip away once he entered the Chinese Academy of Sciences. This time, when I heard my classmate shouting the name of "Cui Hezhong" from a distance, I was much calmer, and without covering my face, I walked through Yilun Hall through Biyong, and entered the school with ease and happiness under the shade of flowers and trees.
His classmates congratulated him for being on the list again, Zhang Zhaichang seemed to be proud to say: "I see the articles of Hezhong and Fu Jieyuan are also in the same league, and he is still a year younger than him. The prodigy is not inferior to the prodigy of Nan Bianer."
The classmates are all from the north. In previous years, they always called the southerners to suppress them, and they all smiled and responded: "Exactly! It is said that there are many talented people in the south. When your son enters the capital, he can push Cui Hezhong to compare with them!"
They dared to brag, but Cui Xie didn't have the face to admit it, so he quickly waved his hand: "What kind of child prodigy am I? All the brothers love me. If I compare my talents with real skills, I can't compare with my seniors."
Everyone was trying to persuade him not to be so polite, but he stood up and cupped his hands, and said very earnestly: "The foolish brother has a short time to study, and he understands very little. I have something to ask my brothers to help!"
Everyone laughed and said, "How dare you, but you have questions, we will try our best to answer them."
Cui Xie lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "I shouldn't be doing this kind of work, everyone, it's just a little brother thinking about it. Among the people I know in my life, there is no one who is more talented than this Chinese scholar. If you don't ask for help, brothers, and Who can I ask for?"
He said that Ju'anzhai will hold a beauty contest on Qixi Festival, and at the meeting, he will ask someone to notarize the poems and choose the first beauty of the Three Kingdoms.
Several prison students thought that he had something to ask about academic matters, but they didn't think it was for this matter. Suddenly, a few feet of light appeared in their eyes. How much do you want? We are these people, can we all go... "
Cui Xie said: "I'm afraid that there are too many poems and prose when voting, and the judges will be tired, so I want to invite more people. If the votes are low, the brothers will publicly recommend a few people to be judges, and the rest of their shops also arrange tea. For dim sum, is it not good to go to see the Tanabata Night?"
it is good! At least I can play for nothing, if I can become a judge, it will be even more beautiful.
Everyone agreed, and gave him an idea to hire some of the most well-known prison students in prison, as well as the pair of Fei's uncles and nephews from Jiangxi. Cui Xie thanked them for their kindness one by one, remembered the number of people who were going, and went back to ask Ju Anzhai to prepare seats and meals for the special guests.
Zhang Zhaichang glanced at him and asked specifically, "If we bring our family there again, will there be a place to sit?"
There were also a few relatives in the hall who wanted to go, so they approached him and asked these questions. Cui Xie slapped his palm and said, "I went back to the owner of the house and said that they would naturally set up a colorful shed, and let the women and girls sit in the shed. Voting is done during the day, and we will go to more people at night, so that before the curfew, it is enough to make the first vote. A beauty judged it."
Since the Five Beauty Conference can be held, the surrounding soaps have to be released while the heat is hot.
A few days ago, Xiao Cui Qi sent him five kinds of pear wood carving molds, which were carved with beautiful beauties in different costumes. According to the size of the soap engraved in the mold, Cui Xie drew five picture frames that were slightly smaller than the body of the soap and had the same outline as the soap, but he drew five pictures of beauties for them.
There are two squares, one big Joe and one small Joe. Da Qiao in the old version of the Three Kingdoms is not a famous actor, Cui Xie can't remember a little, so he simply changed it to Xu Qing. Both of them are beauties of the same era, with similar names, and he has a very subtle taste when he draws them himself.
When doing the advertisement of "Three Kingdoms", in order to conform to the content of the book, Er Qiao mostly wore filial piety clothes, and the packaging should not be painted in white, otherwise the readers would be unlucky and would not buy it. Therefore, in the book, two wedding makeups were painted instead. Da Qiao lowered her head slightly, with her hijab hanging halfway on her forehead, dignified and gentle; Xiao Qiao looked up slightly, smiling as if she was listening to Zhou Yu.
The two kinds of soaps are also a little different - Da Qiao endorsed the moisturizing soap with beef bone marrow in the recipe, and Xiao Qiao endorsed the water-locking soap with raw honey.
Diaochan used a round soap mold, and the packaging was drawn in the pose of praying to the moon with both hands together, adding borneol and mint to make cool soap.
Both Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Zhen used long strip molds, and the human body could be drawn completely. Mrs. Zhen wears the shape of Luoshen Fu, Ling Bo takes a small step, and she looks handsome; Mrs. Sun holds A Dou in her arms, adding the idea of asking for a child. The two ladies almost became queens, so the soap packaged was also different from the recipes of the three. It was the scented soap that Cixi had used.
But there are three catties of sandalwood in the recipe of that fragrant soap. One catty of sandalwood costs five cents and five cents of silver, which is twenty times more expensive than the incense next to it! Cui Xie calculated that the cost was too high, and he was afraid that it would not sell, so he wiped off two and a half catties of sandalwood, reduced the saponin powder proportionally, and remade a light luxury version of "Goddess Yurong Soap".
After the two recipes were tried out, they were handed over to Cui Ting, who asked the guys from Zhifen Shop to rush to work on trial production and paid them piece-rate wages. The group of guys had a half-dead air when they heard that they were going to work overtime. When they heard that they could get money, they were immediately motivated.
Cui Ting wrote the monthly report with great joy. Looking at the row of work hours, he knew that his monthly report would satisfy the young master and stabilize Cui Jinzhi of the silk shop.
While Cui Xie told them to hurry up, he placed orders and advance payments for the study, and asked them to make more soap molds and print wrapping paper.
The shopkeeper Ji received the money and still persuaded him: "It's all about our family's business, just keep the accounts first, don't lose your family's expenses, son."
The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat, how can it be a loss for this one to make up for the other? What's more, the Zhifen store actually belongs to the Cui family. As long as Senator Cui returns, the entire power will be transferred back to him. The bookstore is his own, and he doesn't need to use his own property to subsidize other people's property.
Looking at the newly delivered monthly report, he said, "You guys are short on manpower, and paper is expensive, so we just sent it to Qian'an to ask the old craftsmen to consider printing. Anyway, this is no better than a book, and guests who print a little worse will also be fine. It doesn't matter."
The shopkeeper Ji asked, "Then do you want to draw a big picture and hang it outside their store? We will all draw a picture for the young man who sells books. You don't need to worry about this soap seller. There happens to be a craftsman in my store who draws pictures."
The shopkeeper Ji is growing very fast, so he knows that when launching new products, he must first publish a spokesperson poster!
He nodded happily, and asked someone to draw the package picture in the size of a spread and paste it on the sign outside the store. After thinking about it, I thought: "Otherwise, I will carve a few very small molds to print all kinds of small soaps. Before I officially sell new products here, those who buy the Three Kingdoms will give one with the book, and write different soap names on the paper. They try it out. If someone asks, you can say that we have a good relationship. I have already told my classmates about this before, and the Qixi Festival will invite them to comment on the article, so there is no need to hide this relationship. "
Speaking of the Qixi Festival, the shopkeeper Ji couldn't help but think of the grand occasion of the election of the first beauty in "Lianfanglu", with a look of pride and anticipation on his face - this time they are holding it in Beijing, and they must be able to call these familiar scenes in Beijing. The dignitaries looked fresh, naturally more grand and flamboyant than those in their county, he had been prepared for a long time!
When the thirteenth volume "Six Talents Edition Three Kingdoms" was officially published, Xinfang's beauty soaps were also dried and sold together with the book.
The five kinds of soaps are buckled in different molds, and the thick paper of the beauty is printed on the outside, and a set of bright tin soap boxes are also given, which are extremely fine. There are posters on the big board outside the store, and the names of different soaps are written in ink pen beside the pictures, and the signs of "Ancient Chinese Fang Court Soap" and "Overseas Immortal Fang Yurong Soap" are displayed.
The Chinese court soap is sold for four coins and one piece of silver, and the overseas Xianfang soap is sold for eight coins. Each bar of soap weighs four taels, and it is made of sandalwood powder and is not worth a cent or five cents of silver.
Many customers spurn the excessive packaging of the rouge shop, the soap is worthless, and it sells pure colored paper, but they can't help but pay for the five kinds of packaging. The women in their family have used soap, but they can feel that the soap is filled with genuine medicines, without adding flour. After washing, the skin is white and smooth, and the fragrance lingers. It seems that they can be washed into a painting. The beauties above, naturally want to repurchase.
The two companies, Zhifenpu and Shuzhai, have linked together to promote each other's products, and they have hyped up the five-American election together, which is like a festival. Many scholars even went to the powder shop and asked if the soap-wrapped paper could also have a poem written on it as a vote, but they were all turned down, and they had to go to buy a painting paper.
Cui Xie's persevering flower dew has not yet entered the market, but the soap making business is making great progress, so he simply turned his focus to soap.
After May, the gardenias gradually disappeared, and he basked a lot of dried flowers in the yard. It was originally to continue steaming the dew, but now I feel a little cold about the flower dew. Looking at the dried gardenia that has been sun-dried, I feel that the taste is good, and I remember that the petals can also be used in soap. Try to make soap from soap powder, but it also smells elegant, which is much more worry-free than steamed flower lotion.
He tried it a few times by himself, and he felt that it didn't have a stale smell after soaking in water, but it smelled better than those strong and complex soaps. The other half was wrapped in plain paper and sent to the Xie residence.
Xie Ying quickly asked someone to return a note and some snacks. On the note, he thanked him for the soap, and said that it would not be too early to disperse value on Qixi Festival. I am afraid that the Three Kingdoms and Five Beauty, who can go to Ju'anzhai at night, will support his family. I wish them a successful election.
Ai... He also has to go to school during the day on the seventh day of the first year, but he can only go to school at night.