Chapter 168: Being made difficult at a food competition

The next day, early in the morning.

Outside the Gao family shop, a long line attracted the attention of all the commoners.

Even more luxury carriages stopped constantly, entering and exiting the Gao family shop.

The one hundred bars of soap produced by the Gao family overnight were instantly swept away, and it was still far from enough.

For a time, all the major merchants smelled a business opportunity!

It can sell for ten strings of cash in Changan, and it could sell for fifteen strings in other counties.

Duke Prefecture.

"Eldest Young Master, it's all sold out; one hundred bars of soap were sold out in less than half an hour!"

Gao Yang was lying on a lounge chair in the courtyard, taking a nap, when Chen Sheng rushed up, his face carrying a hint of excitement.

"With His Majesty's golden signboard, and the fact that scented soap has never appeared before, we can blow the effects out of proportion; it would be a ghost story if it didn't sell out."

"Just watch, this is just the beginning. When the price of soap stabilizes and it truly possesses attributes like gift-giving, then it will be aimed at the entire middle class of Da Qian, and that will be the real windfall!"

Gao Yang's eyes flickered, as if he were thinking of that moment of popularity.

Lu Luo was on the side, her eyes staring straight at Gao Yang.

"Hungry, go to the kitchen and get something to eat."

Gao Yang got up and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as he arrived at the kitchen, Gao Yang heard a sobbing sound.

Gao Yang looked closely and saw Wang Tao, who was a bit chubby, squatting in the corner, wiping tears with his hands.

Hearing the movement, Wang Tao hurriedly stood up straight and wiped the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were red.

"This Young Master only took a little of your lard; it shouldn't be enough to make you cry until now, right?" Gao Yang glanced at Wang Tao and asked again, "Or did something happen?"

Wang Tao mumbled, "Eldest Young Master, nothing… nothing."

He lowered his head, his mood dim.

Chen Sheng, who was on the side, spoke up, "Eldest Young Master, do you remember the food competition currently being held in Changan?" ===== CHAPTER 170 =====