If you say this for modern girls, there will naturally be no problem.

However, if this sentence is said to an ancient woman, it will easily make people think endlessly.

People just want you to contract perfume, but you are so good, even people want to contract together?

Hua Ji left Zhen's head and hid her pretty face in the darkness of the moon shadow. She stammered her lips and wanted to say something, but she didn't spit out a word for a while.

"It's the next moment that I'm abrupt. Miss Hua Ji, don't want to see you."

He naturally had to save the wrong thing, and Mu Changqing explained openly without any hesitation.

"No, it's okay."

Hua Ji calmed down and turned to her side, her face had returned to normal.

"By the way, I don't know how to price this perfume? What is Miss Hua Ji's opinion?"

After revealing the topic, Mu Changqing asked seriously.

After thinking about it for a while, Hua Ji replied.

"Are the people selling perfumes of Gongzi only limited to wealthy families?"

"Yes, the current perfume production is limited, so we naturally have to open up the high-end market. When the perfume workshop is completed, it will not be too late to face the people of Dayan at that time."

Nowadays, the method of making perfume is only in the hands of Mu Changqing.

There is no one with a confidant for the time being, and Mu Changqing dares not give the perfume to others at will.

In this way, perfume cannot be produced on a large scale.

What's more, Mu Changqing was planning to set perfume as a luxury jewelry at the beginning, and the profits were too low and he couldn't make much money.

The price is high, and the poor people can't afford it, except for the rich ladies and wives in the city.

Naturally, we can only enter the high-end market in the early stage.

"If the sales crowd is just those wealthy families, then the price of the perfume of Gongzi might as well be higher."

Hua Ji said slowly.

"What do you think about that 100 or 1 bottle?"

Mu Changqing said with a smile.

Ten taels?

Hua Ji was shocked. The price was not too high.

But if she had made a choice, she would be willing to pay for even one hundred taels.

“This price should be OK.”

After receiving a positive answer, a big stone in Mu Changqing's heart couldn't help but fall down.

"By the way, I'm going to hold a perfume press conference in this yard recently to promote perfume. Miss Hua Ji will have to call your friends in the boudoir to participate together."

"Perfume launch conference? What does this mean?"

It was obviously the first time Hua Ji heard this noun, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

"It's just a simple fragrance-tasting conference, enjoying flowers, tasting snacks, and smelling perfume. At that time, you naturally don't have to worry about the sales of perfume."

Mu Changqing stood up, moved his body twice, and explained softly.

"By the way, the top ten users who buy perfume can also get a free self-portrait I gave me."

"You wait a moment."

After saying that, Mu Changqing hurried into the room.

After a while, he walked out with his brush and rice paper.

Could it be that young master can still draw?

When Hua Ji saw Mu Changqing grinding the well-liked spectroscopy paper, her eyes were filled with a moving look.

"Hua Ji, just sit there and don't move."

Everything was ready, Mu Changqing took the pen and looked at Hua Ji for a moment, then smiled.

"Ah, do you want to paint a portrait of Hua Ji?"

Hua Ji was startled and her body instinctively wanted to avoid his sight, but Lotus feet stepped on the ground to stop her movements.

"There are no one else here, so I'm going to paint it for you. Besides, if you don't let your friends see it, how can they know the preciousness of these top ten purchases?"

The painting level of this era is unique. Although it still does not reach the level of exquisiteness of later generations, it has made great achievements in the landscape school.

However, there is some lack in character portraits.

With the systematic reward of painting technology, it seems that it will have a great impact on the painting art world of this era.

Under the quiet night, the lonely man and the widow are blurred.

Mu Changqing held a paintbrush in his hand, frowned sometimes, and was sometimes soothing. Hua Ji sat quietly on the edge of the rattan chair and looked at the rich expression on the man's face. Thinking of the scene they were in at this time, she felt shy, nervous and expectant, and her mood was ups and downs, as if she had knocked over the five-color bottle.

"Okay! Come and have a look."

The last stroke was completed, and Mu Changqing put down his brush and let out a long sigh.

Hua Ji suppressed the shame in her heart and moved to the table. She looked up and was stunned for a moment.

Is this really me?

Looking at the lifelike wonderful man in the painting, the fine texture between the eyebrows is clearly visible, with a small cherry mouth, apricot eyes, and the self in the painting seems to have come alive.

Flowers bloom behind him, mixed with green bamboos, and a full moon hangs in the sky above his head.

"how?"

Mu Changqing took the tea beside him and drank it hard before asking in a warm voice.

"Hua Ji likes it very much. Young Master, can you give this painting to me?"

This portrait is more powerful than the perfume's impact on Hua Ji.

After all, which woman in this world doesn’t want to seal her best appearance?

"This is for you."

Mu Changqing said.

Hua Ji pursed her lips and rolled up the portrait seriously, for fear that her movements would accidentally damage the beauty.

Before I knew it, the night was getting deeper, and the coolness in the air deepened a little.

Mu Changqing talked to Hua Ji about the details of the Pinxiang Conference again, and the two separated.

After saying good night to each other, Mu Changqing went back to his room to rest.

Hua Ji turned around and drove quickly towards the palace with a glimpse of her eyes.

Chu Zhi had ordered that he would go to report Mu Changqing's whereabouts every day.

After all, the drawings of the curved plow were discovered by her by chance.

Who knows if the things this person tinkered with every day would have a significant impact on the development of Da Yan? Chu Zhi had to pay attention to this matter.

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"Is perfume? I know this."

Chu Zhi lay lazily on the white fragrant bed, holding the white lotus root arm and taking the small glass bottle beside the pillow and swaying in front of Hua Ji.

"Speaking of this bottle in my hand is the first perfume in this life."

For some reason, Chu Zhi felt a faint show of showing off when he said this.

Then he continued.

"But is the hot pot you mentioned that delicious?"

"Reply to Your Majesty, the hot pot tastes really delicious. I still have a lot of aftertaste."

Hua Ji replied respectfully.

"Sister Hua Ji, is it really as amazing as you said? Is it better than the things made by the imperial chef in the palace?"

Xue Ji covered her mouth and chuckled slightly, obviously not believing it in her heart, thinking that Hua Ji was too exaggerating.

Hua Ji glanced at Xue Ji lightly, and Xue Ji snorted and pouted and stopped talking.

"Okay, you two are really, you will have to fight when they meet."

Chu Zhi shook his head helplessly and continued, "Is there anything else to report?"

After thinking about it, Hua Ji took out the portrait in her arms.

"Your Majesty, your son, you also painted a painting for me."
Chapter completed!