Starting from a thatched cottage, the farmer embarked on the road to wealth through imperial examina

Everyone observed that the amount of water flowing out of the condenser outlet had increased significantly, and the color of the flowing liquid had gradually darkened from light amber to amber.

Erniu stayed behind with Wulang to look after the distiller on the stove. Ye Changyan reminded them to always keep an eye on the water outlet. If the color of the liquid gradually faded, they could turn off the fire first, and then add water according to his previous method, replace it with fresh wintersweet flowers, and distill it again.

At noon, the Ye family also ate carrot soup and steamed buns with the children. The weather was getting colder. Ye Xiaozheng was already weak, and it was cold, so Lian supported Ye Xiaozheng and went back to the room to rest.

Ye Changyan planned to give these spice products a nice name, and Liang Jingcheng also planned to help think about it. Since there was no separate study room, Liang Jingcheng followed Ye Changyan to his room.

The two men came into the room. Ye Changyan gestured to Liang Jingcheng to sit on the chair next to the desk in front of the window. He stood aside, picked up the inkstone, dripped a few drops of water into the inkstone, then held the ink stick in his hand and began to grind ink.

Liang Jingcheng spread out a piece of paper, took a pen from the pen holder, and gently dipped some of the ink that Ye Changyan had just ground into the inkstone.

After a moment's thought, he picked up a pen and wrote a name on the paper, then turned around to ask Ye Changyan for his opinion. Ye Changyan walked to Liang Jingcheng, leaned forward to look, and then saw him shaking his head.

Then Liang Jingcheng wrote several more in succession, but Ye Changyan shook his head. He never gave Ye Changyan any enlightenment. Then he listened to what Ye Changyan said.

“I wanted a name that reflects the flowers and contains the benefits of these spices.”

Liang Jingcheng fell into deep thought after listening to Ye Changyan's statement, and Ye Changyan was also leaning on the chair and thinking.

After a long time, Liang Jingcheng picked up the pen and wrote three words, but he still didn't get any feedback from Ye Changyan. Then he turned around and saw Ye Changyan leaning forward with his hands on the back of the chair.

Liang Jingcheng's action almost made his nose hit Ye Changyan's mouth. He was startled and quickly stopped turning. For a moment, the two of them looked into each other's eyes at a close distance.

Liang Jingcheng felt his heart skip a beat and his face flushed. For a moment he didn't know what to do. After looking at each other for a while, Liang Jingcheng felt his palms sweating slightly. He subconsciously rolled his eyeballs, trying to ease the embarrassment.

Ye Changyan was still staring at him intently, which made Liang Jingcheng feel his ears suddenly burning inexplicably.

He rolled his eyes again, Ye Changyan was still staring at him intently. Liang Jingcheng felt very embarrassed. After a moment, he seemed to realize that Ye Changyan was lost in thought.

Liang Jingcheng slightly adjusted his posture, gradually widening the distance between the two people's gazes. Sure enough, Ye Changyan's eyes remained motionless. Liang Jingcheng then quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ye Changyan twice. Suddenly, Ye Changyan shouted as if he woke up from a dream.

"I thought of it!"

Liang Jingcheng was startled by Ye Changyan's sudden shout.

"You scared me, what did you think of?"

Ye Changyan looked down at Liang Jingcheng who was looking up at him and said excitedly.

"I figured out what this font is called!"

"what is it call?"

"More beautiful than flowers."

Ye Changyan, who was looking excited, saw Liang Jingcheng suddenly jump up from the chair as if there was a spring under his butt.

Ye Changyan was a little uncomfortable with the change from looking down to looking up. He stood up straight and saw Liang Jingcheng also had an excited look on his face. He pointed to the piece of paper spread out on the desk towards Ye Changyan.

Ye Changyan looked in the direction of Liang Jingcheng's finger and saw that Liang Jingcheng's finger was pointing to the middle of a densely packed group of words, where the three words "More beautiful than flowers" were written neatly.

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"It seems that we brothers still have some tacit understanding!"

Liang Jingcheng picked up the paper on the desk, stared at the three words "more beautiful than flowers", and nodded with satisfaction.

"People are more beautiful than flowers. This 'more beautiful than flowers' can really convey the essence of our product. So let's just call it this. The name of our spice product is 'more beautiful than flowers'."

“That’s insightful and appropriate. The name is great, but I haven’t tried your product yet.”

Liang Jingcheng raised his eyebrows, looking expectant.

"Don't worry, I'll let you try it later. I guarantee you'll love it!"

Ye Changyan looked confident and raised his eyebrows at Liang Jingcheng, then listened to what he continued.

"I heard from the teacher that you have good painting skills. Can you combine our spice products with the brand name Bihuajiao and draw a pattern logo that fits the meaning?"

When Liang Jingcheng heard Ye Changyan praising his painting skills, he smiled with a hint of pride.

"Then you can give it a try."

Just as Liang Jingcheng picked up the pen and was about to start painting, he heard some noisy noises coming from outside the room.

"Just paint here peacefully. Remember to add the three words 'More Beautiful Than Flowers' into the painting. You can try it up, down, left, or right. You can even embed it in the painting. I'll go out and take a look first and come back later."

Seeing Liang Jingcheng nodded, Ye Changyan pushed open the door and walked outside.

When he arrived at the main room, Ye Changyan saw a lot of people gathered outside the courtyard gate. Lu Tingfeng was standing at the gate. He could hear people outside talking about something. Lu Tingfeng stood at the gate with a stern face, which prevented the crowd from going into the courtyard.

Ye Changyan looked towards the kitchen and saw Wulang and Erniu were busy there, apparently replacing the wintersweet flowers and had no time to take care of things here.

Ye Changyan then hurriedly walked into the yard and arrived at the gate in a few steps.

"Saburo!"

"It's Saburo who's here."

……

He heard someone calling him outside the courtyard gate. Ye Changyan looked outside and saw a large group of people crowded outside the courtyard gate, and he couldn't see clearly for a moment.

"Are you all here to see me? Brother Lu, come on, let everyone in first."

Ye Changyan asked the crowd while asking Lu Tingfeng to make way for everyone.

After hearing Ye Changyan's instructions, Lu Tingfeng moved away and stood behind the courtyard gate.

A group of people rushed in, most of them were familiar, but a few looked unfamiliar.

Soon, Wang Erhu's wife, Ding, was pushed to the front of the crowd. Ding was pulling her fingers awkwardly, and Ye Changyan then asked Ding.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

When Ding saw Ye Changyan asking her, she spoke hesitantly.

"Some children in the village said that they went up the mountain to pick wintersweets and could exchange them for money from you. I don't know if it's true."