AWB Chapter 11 Attracting Butterflies
Chapter 11 Attracting Butterflies
"Ziyan, get some rest. There are still many things to take care of these next two days." By the dim candlelight, Wu Ziyan watched Sima Linchuan's Adam's apple bob up and down, knowing that he was also enduring it. She then took a small sip from his lips and turned over to sleep.
Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Wu Ziyan got up early and went out again. After all, this was only the first step, and the foundation had to be laid. She went to check out the shop first.
Regarding the shop, she had already instructed Mo Baiyun to use whatever means necessary to move it to the opposite side of Yue Rong Pavilion. She would personally inscribe the words, and then hang the signboard with the three large characters "Bai Xiang Ge!" on it, which could be described as a blatant provocation.
Strangely, Wu Ziyan simply hung up the plaque and did nothing else—no advertising, no merchandise in the shop. Mo Baiyun asked, "Master, what is the meaning of this?"
"I'm going to start a scarcity marketing strategy." Wu Ziyan gave him a very confident smile.
"Xiaoyun doesn't quite understand." Mo Baiyun had never even heard of what hunger marketing was.
"It's okay if you don't understand. As long as you know how to count money, that's fine. Next, it's up to your older brother. Oh, right, go to your older sister's house and give him this. Tell him what it's for, and he'll know what to do."
"What brand of shampoo is this?"
"Go quickly, and while you're at it, go to the Han residence and help select some top-quality medicinal herbs." Wu Ziyan took out a piece of paper and handed it to Mo Baiyun.
Mo Baiyun reluctantly accepted the task: "So many things to do, you're going to exhaust Xiaoyun'er! I want compensation!"
Mo Baiyun wandered through the market and arrived at Wu Chengji's residence. He found Changsun Bozong and handed him the item. To prevent any mishaps, Mo Baiyun gave him a general explanation. After opening it, Changsun Bozong was delighted with it and no longer doubted its origin or whether it was good or bad.
After Mo Baiyun left, Changsun Bozong took his things and went back to his maternal home. Speaking of these things in the inner courtyard, his younger brother was the most knowledgeable, but he just didn't use them for the right things and always liked to study things like disguise.
"Boyou, I'm back. Let's see what good things my brother has gotten out there." The two brothers have always had a good relationship.
"Brother, don't keep running to your mother's house unless it's important. Who knows what people will say if they see you." It was a very magnetic voice that came from the room as the door slowly opened.
The man before her had long, slender fingers and a masculine appearance with hard lines, which did not conform to Wu Chao's aesthetic standards for men. Moreover, his voice was deep and hoarse, with a smoky quality. He leaned against the doorway as soon as he opened it, without even looking up.
“Brother, can’t you watch your manners? You’re supposed to be a man!” Changsun Bozong shook his head and walked to his side. He was worried from the bottom of his heart that his younger brother would never be able to get married.
"Brother, what brings you back this time, especially so early in the morning? Did you have a fight with the general?" Changsun Boyu brushed his hair aside and looked at Changsun Bozong.
Changsun Bozong had no time to pay attention to his questions; he just wanted to quickly share what Wu Ziyan had given him with his good younger brother. He was as happy as a child who had eaten candy: "Look at this hair conditioner! Smell this, isn't it fragrant? Ah..."
As Changsun Bozong was talking, he suddenly had an idea. He looked Changsun Boyou up and down carefully, sometimes raising his face, sometimes raising his arm, and then making him turn around before sighing, "Hey, you, I'm worried you won't be able to get married. You're already past the age for marriage."
Changsun Boyu ignored what his brother said and focused on what he was holding. This exquisite bottle was no ordinary item. He opened it and smelled it. He frowned and knew it was definitely not made by Yue Rong Pavilion.
Moreover, it was a fluid fragrance, a scent he had never smelled before. He grabbed Changsun Bozong and asked, "Brother, where did you get this?"
"It was given to me by the Fourth Princess. You want it? I won't give it to you." Changsun Bozong even playfully snatched it from his hand and stuffed it into his sleeve like a treasure.
"That? The fourth princess who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun, and even got the nickname 'Idle Marquis'? Giving you these things, she's really ignorant and lawless, and even dares to flirt with her eldest sister's people!" He did not have a good impression of the rumored Wu Ziyan.
"Little brother, you've misunderstood."
Changsun Bozong explained the reason, and Changsun Boyou stroked his chin thoughtfully and murmured, "Oh, that's true, interesting. I'd like to meet her."
"Right? I came here today to ask you to come with me to those families of the wealthy to promote these two items."
"Alright, then I'll have to split the money." Even though they're brothers, they still need to keep clear accounts.
"Brother, this won't do. The money all belongs to our General." He was now completely loyal to Wu Chengji.
"Oh, I'm so envious. I might never get married, and they don't even give me any money." Changsun Boyu said this in a nonchalant manner, pretending to be pitiful.
Changsun Bozong refused to give it to her no matter what, and finally said, "You should ask the Fourth Princess. The Fourth Princess is a strange person. Maybe you and she can even become a couple?"
Actually, he also had that plan in mind. If his younger brother married Wu Ziyan, their kinship would become even stronger, which was also related to politics.
Changsun Boyu mocked himself, thinking to himself, "With my looks, I'm really worried. It's impossible for me to get married. I can only hope that with my family's influence, I can find someone to marry into the family, but even then, I'm not sure I'll be happy."
He had no time to think about matters of love and romance. After all, he had been criticized for so many years and was used to it. Now he had to focus on the things at hand. Holding Changsun Bozong's hand, he was still carefully examining the perfume and shampoo, wondering where this Qingxian Marquis had gotten them. Interesting, very interesting!
The tea party in the backyard began. Amidst the music and singing, the handsome men chatted and laughed. One of them said, "Hey, I'm almost tired of this face powder. It doesn't smell so good anymore."
"I'm still waiting for Yue Rong Ge's new products."
"Oh my, I've been using it for a while now, but it's not very good." This is blatant boasting; he says it's not good, but in reality, he's trying to outdo them.
"What are you brothers talking about?" Although Changsun Bozong was the eldest princess's husband, he always humbly lowered his status and mingled with the others, sitting down harmoniously among them.
Those people were happy to interact with Changsun Bozong. Although he was the eldest princess's husband, he had no airs at all and even liked to come with his younger brother to share makeup and attire with them.
"Bo Zong, Bo You, my little brother, all the older brothers are talking about incense powder right now, and they're all thinking about buying the limited edition from Yue Rong Pavilion." A househusband who knew him well asked him.
"Brothers, you've come at the perfect time today! Look what your little brother has brought!" The two brothers sang in unison.
Changsun Boyu displayed two items. The bottles were simple and unadorned. Changsun Boyu opened the perfume bottle, and a refreshing fragrance filled the room, causing everyone to stop talking.
One person asked, "Could this be the limited edition from Yue Rong Pavilion?"
Changsun Bozong shook his head, and Changsun Boyu put the bottle cap back on, which made everyone exclaim in surprise. Changsun Bozong said, "This is sold in a newly opened shop called Baixiangge, which is right across from Yuerongge."
"Newly opened? Ah, is it reliable or not? Don't use it anymore, the head of the family doesn't like it."
"Yes, yes. My husband got scolded by the adults just for using an unknown brand of incense."
Changsun Boyu remained silent, but instead focused on demonstrating, applying a small amount to his wrist. In no time, a butterfly was attracted, leaving everyone stunned.