Poet Immortal, Poet Sage, Duke of the State!

"Okay, I'll do it with you!"

Faced with Chen Chang'an's invitation, Qing Shuang agreed immediately without hesitation.

Although she didn't quite believe that Chen Chang'an's fragrant dew could compare to Ruyilou's, she decided to play along with him for fun.

Princess Zhaoyue smiled slightly, then nodded and said, "Count me in too."

Chen Chang'an clapped his hands and said, "That's excellent. Don't worry, ladies. Since you trust me so much, I will definitely not let you suffer any losses."

After a moment's thought, he spoke again: "For this deal, I'll provide the secret recipe, and Miss Qing Shuang and you will provide the funds... How about this, after deducting costs, the profit will be split 40/60 between me and you?"

Since it's a business transaction, the distribution of profits should naturally be discussed upfront to avoid unpleasantness later.

Princess Zhaoyue nodded slightly and said, "The idea came from Young Master Shen. We only contributed some money. Without you, this deal wouldn't have happened. How about you take 60%, and Qing Shuang and I will each take 20%?"

Chen Chang'an was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that there would be people who complained about getting too much money in business...

In his past life, he had witnessed countless people turn against each other and brothers fight over a little profit, making this young lady's character all the more precious.

He shook his head and said, "Wouldn't that mean I'd be taking advantage of both ladies?"

Qing Shuang said cheerfully, "You've helped us so much, so let's take advantage of you a little..."

Chen Chang'an couldn't help but marvel at his luck, having encountered such wonderful angel investors, and two of them at that.

They had only met twice, yet they treated him a hundred times better than his own father.

The distribution of profits has been determined; now it's time to put it into action.

It was getting late, so Chen Chang'an decided to take action tomorrow.

After seeing the two girls off, Chen Chang'an returned to his room, took out paper and pen, and wrote down the materials needed to purify alcohol and make floral water.

Silent all night.

The next day, Chen Chang'an got up very early and went out to buy things.

An hour later, a donkey cart came to a stop at the entrance of the alley, and Chen Chang'an jumped off the cart.

Besides several large jars of wine, the car also contained mint, honeysuckle, bezoar, and other raw materials used to make floral water.

In addition, he also bought pots and bamboo tubes for distilling alcohol.

When he was in school, he enjoyed reading online novels, especially historical time-travel novels. He was already very familiar with the process of purifying alcohol and making toilet water.

All these things added up to a total of thirty taels of silver.

The sixty taels of silver I just received yesterday are now half gone.

However, Qing Shuang and Gong Yue will continue to invest, so he doesn't need to worry about the money.

As Chen Chang'an and the coachman were unloading the goods, a horse-drawn carriage slowly came to a stop at the entrance of the alley.

Princess Zhaoyue and Qingshuang stepped down from the carriage, followed by three burly men with broad shoulders and thick waists.

Seeing Chen Chang'an busy at work, Qing Shuang put her hands on her hips, glanced at the three burly men, and said irritably, "What are you all standing there for? Help!"

"Yes, Miss!"

The three burly men shuddered and immediately began to help unload the goods.

With three free laborers, Chen Chang'an was freed.

His body was so weak that after carrying things for only a short while, his forehead was already slightly sweaty.

Chen Chang'an glanced at Qing Shuang and couldn't help but wonder about the identity of this young rich woman.

These three burly men, with calluses on their hands and feet, were clearly seasoned martial arts practitioners who had used weapons for many years.

Qing Shuang and Gong Yue must be young ladies from wealthy families in the capital.

Although he was curious, he didn't dare to ask directly since they didn't say anything.

With the help of the three burly men, the apparatus for distilling alcohol was quickly completed.

Chen Chang'an glanced at the three burly men, his gaze shifting slightly.

The method of alcohol purification is a secret and not very technically difficult. Once it is leaked and others imitate it, they will no longer have any advantage.

Princess Zhaoyue saw his worry and smiled, saying, "Young master, rest assured, they are absolutely trustworthy. If any mistakes are made, I will take full responsibility."

Chen Chang'an didn't say anything more, and nodded slightly.

There's no need to elaborate on Gong Yue's character. Even if he doesn't trust these three people, he trusts Gong Yue.

"Let's begin."

Chen Chang'an directed three burly men to carry several jars of rice wine into the kitchen and pour them into a small iron pot one by one.

A large iron pot was already set up on the stove, filled halfway with water. He placed the small iron pot into the large iron pot, with most of the pot submerged below the water surface.

Chen Chang'an then took a thick bamboo tube, sealed one end of it with a damp cloth to the lid of the small iron pot, and connected the other end to a ceramic jar on the other side of the stove.

Qing Shuang stared curiously at the bamboo tube and couldn't help but ask, "What's this for?"

Chen Chang'an did not explain, but gestured for the three burly men to step back, and then lit the charcoal in the stove.

The flames burned slowly, and as time passed, a faint aroma of wine wafted out.

Qing Shuang squatted next to the pottery jar, her eyes fixed on the bamboo tube outlet.

As the water in the large iron pot began to bubble and fizz, at a certain moment, a drop of clear, transparent liquid slowly condensed from the bamboo tube and fell into the earthenware jar.

In an instant, a rich and pure aroma of wine filled the kitchen, much more mellow than the aroma of rice wine from before, permeating everyone's nostrils.

"It smells so good!"

Qing Shuang sniffed, and her eyes lit up instantly.

She came from a family of military generals and had practiced martial arts since childhood. Like her father and brothers, she was also a little drinker.

However, she tends to act out when she's drunk, and her father strictly forbids her from drinking.

The strong aroma of the wine made her mouth water.

Princess Zhaoyue also showed a strange expression.

She had tasted the finest tribute wines from all over Daning, but this mellow, enticing, clear, and bright wine was something she had never seen before.

Not to mention the new fragrant dew, this wine alone, which is even more mellow and fragrant than the tribute wine, can fetch a high price.

Chen Chang'an scooped a little wine from the earthenware jar with a bamboo spoon, brought it to his nose, smelled it, and nodded slightly.

"Again."

He gestured for the big man to pour the wine from the earthenware jar back into the small iron pot, replace it with a new bamboo tube, and repeat the previous steps.

After the second distillation, the amount of liquor in the earthenware jar had decreased significantly, but the aroma had become even more intense, and Qing Shuang and the three burly men swallowed their saliva much faster.

Chen Chang'an had them repeat the process twice more. With each additional distillation, the amount of liquor in the earthenware jar decreased, but the aroma became much stronger.

By the fifth time, the liquid remaining in the earthenware pot was less than one-tenth of what it was originally.

He scooped out half a spoonful, brought it close to his nose and took a gentle sniff. A pungent smell of alcohol rushed into his nasal cavity, almost identical to the smell of medical alcohol used in later generations.

"That's enough."

Chen Chang'an put down the bamboo spoon, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

At this moment, Qing Shuang could no longer hold back. She picked up the earthenware jar and gulped down several mouthfuls of water.

Chen Chang'an tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Seeing Qing Shuang's blissful expression, he shook his head helplessly and gestured for the three burly men to continue distilling.

Qing Shuang hugged the earthenware jar, her little face flushed, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Good wine!"

Even the finest wines bestowed by the royal family cannot compare to this!

Then, she looked at Chen Chang'an with a puzzled expression and murmured, "Huh, why is the sky spinning? Young Master Shen, how come you've become two? This is funny..."

thump!

After saying this, she closed her eyes and collapsed into Chen Chang'an's arms...