At the headquarters of Suhua Zhai.
"I wonder why Mr. Yang broke the contract. Where is the advertisement?”
Sima Suhua asked with a gloomy face, while looking at the twenty-six or twenty-seven year old youth in front of her with interest.
She had never thought that she would one day " force " an unknown advertising company to shoot an advertisement for her.
What a joke. As a well-known chain brand in the country, it was a super large advertising company. It had always been the major advertising companies begging him to let them have some soup.
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More than half a month ago, the Crown Prince of Da Hua Investment, Lin Tu, called her and said that a friend had begged him to fight for an advertising contract for Suhua Zhai.
There were too many " friendships " in this kind of interest. Moreover, it was just a small order. She did not think much about it and agreed to it. The two families had been good for decades. This was really not a big deal.
However, two days ago, he suddenly thought of this matter and casually asked the head of his marketing department. Unexpectedly, there was no news at all. When he called Lin Tu, his nephew stammered and finally told him that his friend was suddenly not interested in her family's advertisement.
Sima Suhua, who felt a little embarrassed, secretly asked who her nephew's " friend " was. He actually did not give face to the crown prince of Da Hua Investment. In the end, she found out that the other party was not the son of a high official or the junior of a domestic tycoon. He was just an ordinary person.
What made her even more surprised was that her nephew, who had high expectations, admitted that she really didn't want to 'offend' his friend now, so she could only apologize on his behalf as a nephew and beg for Sima Aunty's forgiveness.
This time Sima Suhua's interest was piqued. She really wanted to see what kind of divine being this person her nephew didn't want to 'offend' was.
Hence, there was the current scene of "Suhua Zhai blaming the unscrupulous advertising company".
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Yang Zhu glanced at the embarrassed Crown Prince and picked up the tea that the tea master had just distributed.
He took a whiff of the fragrance, took a sip, and swallowed it after rolling it in his mouth a few times.
Then, he frowned slightly…
Sima Suhua saw that Yang Zhu did not answer her question, but frowned and stared at the teacup in his hand. She could not help but ask,"Mr. Yang, are you not used to this tea?”
"Phew…"
Yang Zhu exhaled lightly and shook his head."No, it's just that it's a pity..."
"What's a pity?"
"The age of this tea is probably at least 600 years old. It should be pure agarwood and a good tea with a long charm, but it has a mixed taste. It must have been destroyed by the water in the capital.”
"Oh? I can't tell that Mr. Yang also knows tea?" Sima Suhua always felt that there was a hidden meaning in the other party's words. There were many advantages of the ancient tree tea. The fragrance was high, the taste was soft, the sweetness was refreshing, and the tea was strong. He did not mention the advantages, but only pointed out the three points of " pure agarwood, lingering charm."
"I only know a little. Chairman Sima is also an expert in this field, so I won't show off, lest I become a laughing stock.”Yang Zhu waved his hand.
Sima Suhua looked at him and smiled,""Mr. Yang, there's a hidden meaning in your words.”
Crown Prince Lin frowned and pondered. This tea has a mixed taste? Why can't I taste it? It was quite good.
Suddenly hearing Aunt Sima's words, she felt as if her intelligence was being rubbed against the ground by the two people in front of her. How could there be a hidden meaning in her words?
Yang Zhu smiled." This Mangfei Ancient Tree Tea should have been made from scattered tea. It was made into seven seed pancakes. Although the appearance seems to have some characteristics, it also has a bit more of a worldly atmosphere. And…"
"Tea leaves are born in the wild trees of the mountains and have the beauty of wildness. It is best to boil water in the stream near the mountain, second to soak in the living spring in southern Yunnan, and third to pour the snow water from the plateau into the earthen jar and boil it for three days. And if you drink it with the turbid water of the imperial capital to cleanse the world…then its taste will be mixed, its fragrance will be vulgar, and its charm will be lost!”
After saying that, he didn't say a word. He raised his teacup and looked at the middle-aged woman opposite him with a faint smile.
Sima Suhua pondered carefully for a while before she realized that this was not a tea tasting. This was clearly using the tea to mock her family's core product, the " ancient costume "--kitschy, distorted, without charm, and sensationalizing!
What 'tea, when it meets water, it sacrifices its life'? He was clearly pointing at his nose and telling himself, Didn't you want to know why Yours Truly didn't accept your order? Yours Truly will tell you, Yours Truly will look! No! Go!
After understanding Yang Zhu's meaning, Sima Suhua suddenly felt a surge of depression. Fortunately, after many years of ups and downs in the business world, she had some shrewdness. Although she was struggling, a warm smile still hung on her face.
Prince, on the other hand, was savoring these words. The more he savored them, the more interesting they became. As expected of a great god from the 6,000 afterlives. Other than his bad personality, his standards were not bad.
For a moment, the three of them did not speak. The atmosphere was a little awkward. Even the tea master serving them at the side was very quiet, afraid of making a sound.
Sima Suhua, who had slightly suppressed her anger, was about to open her mouth to ease the atmosphere. After all, her nephew was here, so she had to leave some face. As she opened her mouth, her eyes glanced at the thin black ceramic tea pot on the table. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and the fog that entangled her mind dissipated a little, but it disappeared in an instant.
Recalling Yang Zhu's seemingly cultured but vicious words, Sima Suhua cast aside her negative emotions and said," After hearing what you said just now, Mister Yang must be a master of the three flavors of tea. I have been confused about the taste of this tea for a long time. I hope Mister Yang can clear my doubts…"
His tone was very solemn.
Yang Zhu raised his head in surprise.
As a salted fish, he was about to complete his mission, so he was too lazy to cause any more trouble. Therefore, he called the Crown Prince and told him that he would not accept the order from Suhua Zhai.
He had come here today with the intention of getting kicked out after a few words of rebuke, and this matter would be resolved. He did not expect that after the middle-aged woman understood his words, not only did she not fly into a rage, but she also solemnly wanted to hear his opinion.
Sima Suhua's " Three Tastes of Tea Hand " wasn't a random title. It was the " Master Nanping Qian " that Su Dongpo admired and respected. He was an expert in the Way of Tea. It could be said that the other party was extremely sincere to call him by this title.
Although Yang Zhu had a bad personality, he was not someone who did not know what was good for him. He had always believed that if someone respected him, he would return the favor. He sighed and said,"Since that's the case, I'll embarrass myself."
Sima Suhua waved her hand, indicating for the tea artist to leave first.
Yang Zhu sat at the tea master's seat and poured out all the boiling water in the pot. Then, he called the administrative staff outside to bring two bottles of purified water. He poured them into the pot and started heating it.
"A thousand miles apart, it boils in a different place. Since there is no spring water next to this tea, why don't you brew it with pure water without any foreign objects? Only then can the taste of this tea be restored to 70%.”
Sima Suhua nodded. He was saying that there should be fewer fancy things. They should do it with the mentality of truly restoring the Han costume. The charm of culture would naturally come out. Even if it could not be completely restored due to various realistic conditions, it would be enough to achieve 70 - 80%.
However, she voiced her concerns." If you brew it with pure water, you'll get 70% of the original taste. However, I'm afraid that the taste of this tea will be usurped forever. Although the mountain charm is sufficient, it's only liked by elegant people. The people of the world have always been blunt and only like beautiful and fragrant things. I'm afraid that they won't be able to taste the beauty of it."”
This meant that although it was good to have a traditional Han costume that could reflect the cultural charm, she was worried that it would be too plain. Only some high-end Han costume lovers would be happy to accept it. Most people preferred the gaudy " modern Han costume ". They would not like the more difficult and expensive " traditional Han costume " that was more simple and elegant.
Yang Zhu smiled,"Since ancient times, it has been ranked in order. This tea is more than six hundred years old, and it has our hands. The beauty of this tea can even absorb the soul of a thirsty guest. How can we not praise the beauty of this tea? Besides, in a tea shop, there should be all kinds of tea, not a tree full of tea.”
What he meant was that in the business world, it had always been easy for the top to reach the bottom, but difficult for the bottom to reach the top. As the opinion leader, he had to win over the high-end customers.
Therefore, even though we are restoring the traditional Chinese clothing, we will first restore it according to the most impressive and gorgeous batch in ancient times. This way, while attracting high-end customers, even the noobs of the traditional Chinese clothing will be deeply fascinated.
I didn't ask you to cancel the existing " mid to low-end products ", but to strengthen the quality of high-end products. This was the so-called " high-end products increase image, low-end products increase sales ". If high-end products were done well, the benefits to other product lines were self-evident.
It's just that…the high-end products you're making now are too trashy, so the high-end customers don't recognize you. If I were to help you, it would be a small matter to help you increase the number of high-end products that have credibility.
Sima Suhua heard his confidence and asked,""The Hand of Three Tastes is naturally a heavenly work, but I wonder what's so wonderful about you?”
What he meant was, I believe you have the ability, but you have to tell me what you want to do with my high-end brand, right?
Yang Zhu's eyes swept across the tea table.
Then, he poured the remaining tea in the fair cup onto a tea pet that looked like a stone lion."Firstly, it is the wonder of the form."
In the end, he extended his index finger and flicked the thin black ceramic tea pot. A long hum was heard."The second is the wonderful sound of music."
He touched the little orchid's leaf in the corner.""I have three wonders. The third is the beauty of nature."
"With these three wonders, there's no need to worry!"
What he meant was, I can help you in three ways:
First, it could help you adjust your clothing style so that you wouldn't be laughed at by high-end players. As for applying for " Intangible Cultural Heritage " and other things to improve your status, it would also be more secure.
Secondly, I can help you provide a customized version of ancient music for you to spread and use as your exclusive BGM.
"Thirdly, I can provide you with plant dye, so that the color of your clothes will be completely different from those industrial and flirtatious goods outside."
" Really?!"
Sima Suhua's voice changed, her face filled with disbelief and doubt.
The first rule of " Axe Style " was still acceptable. After all, he had cooperated with many experts in the history department and archaeology department of many universities. Although there were many clothes from different dynasties and periods that had not yet had an exact pattern, they were still being implemented.
The second item," Exclusive Antique Music," was very attractive, but no one could guarantee it until they inspected it.
The key was the third one, which was going to take his life.
The clothes of the ancient court were basically dyed by plants and minerals. The color was completely different from the effect of modern chemical paint. Whether it was softness, fullness, or the natural feeling, or even the color variety after a long time, it was completely different from the current "Han clothing".
By now, almost all the ancient dye formulas had been lost. Even after many years of research, the progress of Suhua Zhai was still shockingly slow. The restoration of color was a big problem, not to mention the durability of the paint and the anti-color change.
So it was no wonder Sima Suhua's face was full of suspicion. The other party was only a young man in his twenties, where did he get these things?
But seeing the other party's indifferent expression, Sima Suhua's heart was in a state of war…
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An hour later, Yang Zhu and the Crown Prince walked out of the headquarters of Suhua Zhai.
Prince sizzled the tea that Yang Zhu had personally brewed and said,"I couldn't tell that you were really good at brewing tea. My mouth still has the fragrance.”
Pausing for a moment, he turned around and said in an indescribable tone,"But compared to your tea brewing skills, your mouth is even better!”
"You're awesome to be able to pull business into becoming a shareholder!”
"You're the most awesome Party B I've ever seen in my life!”
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