Chapter 21 The Spouse(1/2)
From then on, the fragrance powder of potpourri was born.
What is false is false and can never be true.
Potpourri gel has hundreds of benefits and no harm to a woman's body, but potpourri, if used too much, can make women's skin white, tender and pink.
But as time goes by, the reason why women suffer from infertility is simply because the fragrant powder contains a substance called musk.
What’s more, the wonderful thing about potpourri is that generally women’s skin will look more fragrant when used.
It can be used by people with disfigurement like Lin Furong. The skin looks really good at first, but after a while, the place where the disfigurement was previously caused a scary and hideous scar.
"Zixuan, do me a favor."
Since Lin Furong started using potpourri, her skin really feels better, and even the wound on her forehead heals faster than before.
"What's the matter?"
The spring breeze has been blowing recently, and Lin Zixuan also looked unusually good when he saw a man and a woman for the first time.
"You go to the powder hall and buy me some boxes of potpourri."
As soon as Lin Furong used this potpourri, she decided to use it not just on the face, but on the entire body.
Lin Zixuan smiled slightly, "Before, the younger brother didn't think carefully enough, and the elder sister suffered because of it. It was just a few boxes of powder, wrapped around the younger brother."
Lin Zixuan came to the Pink Powder Hall with excitement and wanted to buy a few boxes for Lin Furong and give them to Qing He.
Qinghe is beautiful after all, and she is the one who is being exploited.
But when Lin Zixuan saw the bustling scene of Zhenfentang, he was stunned.
In front of the powder hall, groups of women gathered around, each of them holding a large sum of money in their hands.
It's just powder, why put it here?
But when it was Lin Zixuan's turn to buy potpourri, he found that there was a bit of exaggeration behind it.
A small box of potpourri actually costs one hundred taels. Even the best pearl powder is not as expensive as this box of potpourri.
Lin Zixuan thought about it and realized that a box of perfume powder was too expensive, and he only had enough money to buy two boxes.
Of course, Lin Zixuan would never let go of Qing He for such an expensive thing, but in the end he gave it to Lin Furong.
Lin Zixuan thought of everything he saw in the powder hall that day. He felt that in that small powder hall, the sun was fighting against gold and the moon was fighting against silver.
So Lin Zixuan paid attention to the powder hall.
If you don’t talk about it, you won’t know, but if you talk about it, you will be surprised.
It was Lin Zixuan who met all the distinguished disciples who knew the name of Baihuaxiang and knew the reputation of Baihuaxiang.
This makeup hall is only in Kyoto and has no semicolon. Even wealthy girls from neighboring cities come here because of its reputation.
"But I heard that the shopkeeper of Zhenfentang wants to sell Zhenfentang and prepares to leave Kyoto."
Sun Shangshu's son mentioned it slightly, and something seemed to pop up in Lin Zixuan's mind!
Lin Zixuan was influenced by his aunt's ears and eyes, and he knew that in fact, in Quanxiang Mansion, even Yun Qiandu's dowry was not worth the money.
This is another reason why my aunt wants to become the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Only when you become the mistress of the Prime Minister's Palace can you make extensive use of Yun Qiandu's dowry.
Just like his father, how about becoming the prime minister of the Zhou Dynasty? Without the financial support, even this prime minister will not be a scenery.
He can't rely on his aunt, Yun Qiandu, and dad, so he has to rely on himself!
If you take care of that rouge hall in person, even if you leave the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future, you will both be prosperous!
Lin Zixuan quickly became interested in the matter of Zhenfentang and sent someone to inquire in detail. As expected, the owner of Zhenfentang really wanted to sell Zhenfentang.
The speaker is old and wants to return to his roots, bid farewell to Kyoto and return to the countryside.
The shopkeeper offered a price of one hundred thousand taels of silver. When he heard the price, Lin Zixuan became timid.
He was none other than Lin Mengchu, a girl like Yun Qiandu, and she was also the most favored nephew and daughter in the general's palace. How could he get these one hundred thousand taels of silver?
What's more, it is the best and largest tavern in Kyoto. If you think about it, it only costs one hundred thousand taels.
A small shop selling makeup products actually charges such a high price. Is the shop owner going crazy just to make money?
When Lin Zixuan learned that there were still thousands of boxes of potpourri stored in the powder hall and that the shopkeeper was willing to give away the secret recipe of potpourri, Lin Zixuan's heart was pounding.
Just by selling all the flowers in the warehouse, not only did I get back all the money I had invested, but I also had some balance left.
If you want the secret recipe for potpourri, all you have to do is hold a hen that can lay golden eggs.
But is there really such a cheap thing in this world?
Just when Lin Zixuan approached the shopkeeper of Zhenfentang to discuss the purchase of Zhenfentang in detail, he revealed the problem.
"Shopkeeper Li's business is so prosperous, wouldn't it be a pity to sell it out?"
Li Shichang said with a smile, "Master Xia is joking, there is nothing to regret. As people get older, their hearts grow smaller. Those ambitions are only suitable for you young people."
Li Shichang has earned hundreds of thousands of taels of silver from Baihuaxiang.
Just wear it as you say, everything is enough.
The problem of Baihuaxiang has arisen, and Li Shichang knows that there is no place in Kyoto.
Otherwise, with the potpourri bought from them by the ladies of the official family, it is the officials who hurt their bodies. It is too easy to kill their own little common people.
Regardless of whether this powder hall can be sold, Li Shichang has been mentally prepared to leave Kyoto in half a month.
Therefore, it would be better if we could sell it and earn another hundred thousand taels.
Because of this, Li Shichang does not look like a dark element who wants to donate money and abscond, but has an extraordinary bearing.
So Lin Zixuan couldn't see anything wrong with Li Shichang on the surface.
Just when Lin Zixuan wanted to continue chatting with Li Shichang, another man wearing brocade clothes came into the store.
"I'd like to ask, you are shopkeeper Li, are you willing to sell makeup and powder hall?"
Lin Zixuan naturally didn't like seeing people acting aggressively, but after all, he didn't talk to Li Shichang clearly, so even if he didn't like it, he couldn't express it.
"Yes, but it costs one hundred thousand taels. I won't sell it for even one tael less."
Li Shichang is a relatively experienced liar. This one hundred thousand tael is cheaper than the secret recipe and more expensive than other stores.
But Li Shichang ate up the one hundred thousand taels of silver and refused to cut off even one tael.
Once this attitude arises, it is difficult to arouse people's doubts, and something is wrong with this makeup hall.
A middle-aged man came over and told Lin Zixuan that he had learned about Zhenfentang from Li Shichang. He told them in great detail. It could be seen at a glance that he wanted to visit Zhenfentang and was worried about it.
After Lin Zixuan and the middle-aged man left the powder hall, they were extremely anxious. If the hen that laid the golden egg was bought by someone else, Lin Zixuan would only be regretful!
"Auntie, I want one hundred thousand taels, is there any way you can help me get it together?"
If it weren't for that middle-aged man, Lin Zixuan wouldn't be so anxious, but if someone snatched him away, Lin Zixuan was worried that he would slow down.
"What, one hundred thousand taels?"
The aunt was shocked, "What are you doing with so much money?"
Lin Zixuan hurriedly told his aunt the whole story about the Pink Powder Hall, hoping that her aunt would help her and get the one hundred thousand taels of silver.
"Zixuan, my aunt saw this matter and decided to forget it."
The aunt thought hard and thought that it would be difficult to stand in the powder hall.
"Why aunt?"
Lin Zixuan was extremely anxious.
"Auntie, you should know that although we are both concubines, dad prefers the second brother. I can't rely on dad, I can only rely on myself!"
Lin Zixuan was so worried. When my aunt first entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, the General's Mansion didn't give her anything at all.
Yun Qiandu was in red makeup, but her aunt came out of the house from the General's Mansion, and brought a sedan in through the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
It wasn't until my aunt had been in charge of the Prime Minister's Palace for four years that she tried every possible means to dig out a little bit of Yun Qiandu's dowry.
If he had a money-making shop in Kyoto, their family would not be short-changed even later.
He no longer has to spend more than half of his own money for two boxes of potpourri.
Who would have thought that the eldest son of his dignified prime minister only had a few hundred dollars in his pocket.
My aunt also thinks that Zhenfentang is attractive, but there is no such thing as losing the pie.
It is precisely because of their current difficult steps that they should be more cautious and not allowed to make any further mistakes.
Recently, Lin Furong and Lin Zixuan suffered repeated setbacks. Now that my aunt has become more attentive and cautious.
"Auntie!"
Lin Zixuan was furious and thought this was a great opportunity.
If he bought the powder hall and made a lot of money, he would be embarking on the road of scientific research. His father only needed to raise a few dollars and he could spend the money himself, so there would be no need to worry about losing a bright future.
The aunt knew that she had failed to become the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the exhausted Lin Zixuan still only had the name of concubine.
To be continued...