Chapter 1211 - 382: Returning Home, Making Mooncakes_2
More than one person had crunched these numbers, and as Zhao Mu watched Mo Yan biting into a sweet apple, he only felt an intense dryness in his throat, "Boss, once this wine is brewed, how much do you plan to sell it for per catty?"
Mo Yan swallowed the apple in her mouth and thought for a moment before saying, "Considering such high costs and the amount of manpower needed, each catty will have to be sold for at least three taels of silver, right? For wines without a vintage, it shouldn’t be sold for less than ten taels of silver."
She hadn’t given much thought to the pricing yet, as it would depend on the quality of the wine produced. If it turned out well and became an instant hit, people would buy it regardless of a high price. Of course, even if the wine wasn’t good, she would make it better. In any case, she couldn’t set the price too low, or it would be difficult to raise it later after producing some high-quality wines.
Moreover, she planned to mix in the vintage wines from the thousands of casks in the Space as special offerings. She wouldn’t sell them for less than fifty taels per catty, considering that the wine from the Space did indeed have health-boosting and life-extending properties; to sell it cheaply would not do the wine justice.
Zhao Mu and the others, seeing the serious expression on Mo Yan’s face, finally believed she wasn’t joking. They found themselves at a loss for words, thinking about how ordinary families had to toil for an entire year and could only afford three to five catties of the cheapest wine.
Mo Yan saw their inner struggle and said with a smile, "Don’t think the wine is too expensive. The cost is very high, and the wine is brewed to profit from the rich. Once the fruit wine business expands, we will inevitably have to pay a significant amount of business taxes; I suppose this could be considered an indirect form of ’robbing the rich to help the poor.’"
With Mo Qingze in the Mo Family, their farmland was exempt from taxes, but that wasn’t the case with their businesses. Like the Fragrant Rice Store, each year at the beginning, they had to pay twenty taels of silver to the Government Office; this was the tax, which wasn’t based on the store’s revenue but on the nature and specific value of the store.