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Chapter 59 The secret fragrance goes away

A gorgeous carriage walked out of the gate of Ji Mansion. The curtains and curtains embroidered with chrysanthemum patterns were gently raised when the carriage was walking. No matter where they went, they always exuded the elegant fragrance of chrysanthemums.

Although it is not sweet and rich, it is refreshing.

It was already midsummer, and the lotus flowers in the pond had just bloomed, but the fragrance of chrysanthemums spread across several streets in Jinling City, and they couldn't dissipate, attracting countless people to look at each other for a while.

"Whose carriage is this? Why is it so fragrant?"

"It seems to be the carriage of Ji's mansion. It is said that Miss Ji loves chrysanthemums. When traveling, she still has to put a few pots of off-season chrysanthemums on the carriage. What a luxury?"

"No, this carriage came from Ji's mansion. You can see the clan emblem on the beam of the carriage. It belongs to the Shen family!"

When it comes to the Shen family, they spend a lot of money to put out some off-season chrysanthemums in the carriage to use them to spread the fragrance for ten miles. Everyone is not surprised.

only.

When the curtains and curtains were rolled up by the maids, people were all confused when they saw only two beautiful ladies sitting in the carriage, and two maids, and there were no chrysanthemums on the empty carriage.

"Where does this fragrance come from without flowers?"

"The chrysanthemum fragrance in Ye's incense shop is full of the smell of dried flowers. In order to be flammable and not smoke-free, there are other impurities mixed in. But this fragrance is like a pot of chrysanthemums blooming in front of you.



Everyone take a closer look.

There are not only chrysanthemum pot plants in the carriage, but also not even the smoke from incense.

While the carriage was blocked by crowds, the daughters and ladies who went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to attend the Juxian Conference could not suppress their curiosity and asked the maid to ask.

"Miss Ji, where does the fragrance on the carriage come from? Did it be smoked with incense in advance before going out? Which incense shop was bought in?"

In addition to talking about poetry in front of others, Ji Jin usually huddled in the house to read books.

This was the first time she did such a conspicuous thing. When she met someone who came to inquire, she looked at Shen Youchu with help.

Shen Youchu is the opposite of Ji Jinzheng. She likes to do such high-profile things the most!

"Little girl, go back to your lady. This is not incense, but perfume, the perfume sold by Ning Shixian."

perfume?!

People who got the answer were even more puzzled.

What is perfume?

"The perfume is made with flowers and a special water, which is more realistic than the fragrance of incense and does not require smoke and fire."

"You should know who Ning Shixian is. His Ping'an clinic has become a perfume shop. If you want to inquire, when Juxian gathers, go to Ning Shixian's perfume shop to inquire."

According to what Ning Wuyang said in his letter, Shen Youchu threw out a gimmick and left after selling it.

She wanted to say a few more words to Mr. Ning, but she didn't know anything except this.

Shen Youchu glanced at the carriage parked behind her. Many people sent maids to inquire about the news. She took out a bottle of perfume from her cuffs, and in front of them, she used a delicate little porcelain spoon to put a few drops on her body.

Peach blossom perfume.

moment.

In the cold chrysanthemums in September, there is a beautiful pink peach blossom blooming.

More and more people are surrounding the carriage.

Shen Youchu saw all the girls giving her envious and jealous eyes, and showed a sweet and provocative smile.

"Misses who love beauty, whether you can buy perfume depends on your fate. Young Master Ning is going to Xiaoxiang Pavilion soon, I'll wait for him first."

Ji Jin was also very envious of Youchu's preference for Young Master Ning.

Even though her mood changed that time, she felt that she was more proactive than before.

However, she still couldn't do it as freely and freely as she was in the junior high school.

"Jin'er, don't be distracted. You're going to see Zhou An soon. I don't know if he hasn't seen him for five years. He still has to marry you." Chen Youchu's words made Ji Jin cheer up.

Five years ago, because her grandmother was seriously ill, in order to prevent someone from taking advantage of filial piety, she asked to leave Beijing and return to Jinling to take care of her grandmother. Later, her grandmother's health improved. When he heard that the King of Jin asked Zhou An to be the Marquis, Zhou An So he asked Duanji to marry her and asked her to marry the Prince of Jin's Mansion.

Fortunately, my uncle refused on the grounds that she was not in the capital, and he did not point out the marriage now.

Ji Jin thought that Zhou An had not had any contact with her in the past five years ago, and replied in a low voice: "Not to do it."

"It's hard to say about this. Zhou Annian is eighteen years old, but he has not married his wife yet. It's hard to guarantee that he is not thinking about you." Chen Youchu grabbed Ji Jin's hand and in a deep voice: "When you arrive at Xiaoxiang Pavilion, remember not to leave with me." It's broken."

"Um."

If it were a normal talent conference, Ji Jin would have participated in it.

Today, she came for Mr. Ning, so she naturally wouldn't join in any other fun.

Whether Zhou'an is still thinking about her, the Ji family will never marry the Jin royal family. Now, this will never be allowed to happen before the crown prince is established.

...

Xiaoxiang Pavilion is located in the west of Jinling City and is built along the river.

Xuanwu Lake is located in the east of Jinling City, surrounded by mountains.

When the bustle over the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was beginning and crowded everywhere, it was rare that there was no one in front of the perfume shop.

Ning Wuyang and Yun Fei hung the plaque that had just been written on it to the gate.

After pulling off the red cloth, Yun Fei saw the three words above, and pointed his fingers at him, pronounced them word by word.

"An, Xiang, go! Young Master, I can recognize all these three words!"

"Xiao Yunfei is amazing."

Ning Wuyang praised without hesitation, and was even more satisfied with the name.

Even those who don’t know a lot of words Xiao Yunfei recognize the words on it, which determines that this name will definitely take down all the guests from the powerful to the common people in the future.

"Young Master, have we opened today?"

Yun Fei glanced at the empty streets around him, and always felt that it was not auspicious to choose such a day without looking at the almanac.

Ning Wuyang knew that there should be a lively ceremony for the opening.

But he felt that compared to the forced lively when he went to the Liu family to break off the engagement, the spontaneous bustle of guests was what the shop needed the most.

He looked at the proud work he wrote with his own hands and smiled deeply at Xiao Yunfei who was not very satisfied: "Only by keeping the quiet for a while, can he withstand the prosperity for a lifetime."

"Young Master, I don't understand."

"You will understand in the future. Go and pack Ye Changlong's 200 bottles of perfume, and it's time for us to set off."

A bottle of perfume weighs three or two, and two hundred bottles of perfume are only sixty pounds.

But in order to show his importance to this big order, Ning Wuyang rented a ox cart, packed 200 bottles into five small boxes with "silent fragrance" in paint, and rushed to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

When there are two streets away from Xiaoxiang Pavilion, you can smell the scent of chrysanthemum perfume floating in the air.

"It smells so fragrant, I guess Ms. Chen has sprinkled all the ten bottles of chrysanthemum perfume along the way."

Fortunately, the ten bottles of chrysanthemum perfume consumed can bring orders of hundreds or thousands of times. Not only does he not feel sorry for him, but if he was not worried about the smell, he would want to sprinkle other perfumes on the street and bombard it with a round of bombardment.

Blasting violent propaganda.
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