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Chapter 50 Makes sense, listen to her

Fang Qingshi smiled and nodded: "I wrote the incense recipe passed down by Master."

"When did Sister A's writing look so good?" Fang Qinghe's eyes widened. She and Sister A were both literate, but she knew how ugly the writing was.

Fang Qingshi just looked at her sister with a smile. There are many things that cannot be explained, and it doesn't matter if they don't explain them in front of their relatives. They are more concerned about whether the moment is good or not, and they will even automatically ignore unreasonable details, which in turn makes them feel distressed.

Fang Qinghe sighed: "I know that my sister wants to be strong, and she is afraid that others will laugh at her for writing a poem that looks like she has chicken claws crawling on her hands, so she has to work hard, right?"

"Okay, our family's business can be done with great fanfare. Don't worry, sister has paved the way for the Zheng family. Even if you don't see any results right now, it will definitely be helpful. Don't be impatient when doing business."

Fang Qingshi said: "It is very troublesome to transport these bottles and jars, so the herbs must be processed at home, and then sent here to combine the incense, and the necessary manpower must be cultivated slowly."

Fang Qinghe felt like he was in a dream. Not only had her sister prepared the shop, but she had even thought out every detail. She had gotten a free business at such a young age.

"Sister." Fang Qinghe pulled her sleeve: "Is it okay if I don't want this deal?"

"Why not?" Fang Qingshi's smiling face suddenly dropped, and he looked at his sister: "Afraid that you can't do it?"

Fang Qinghe nodded quickly: "Besides, I'm not good at studying. The art of blending perfume is not something that can be mastered in a short time. I have been stupider than my sister since I was a child."

Just as Fang Qingshi was about to speak, Fang Qinghe immediately said: "The shop is yours, and I work as a perfumer for my sister. I know that my sister is wary of those people in the Lao Li family, so I tell the outside world that it is our family's business. Wait until you return."

Now that you're home, this deal is yours, okay?"

"This is the dowry that my sister has saved for you. Can we share half of it between you and me?" Fang Qingshi said, also worried that her sister was too young.

Fang Qinghe was immediately happy, and it couldn't be better to have a share of each step.

Fang Qingshi took Fang Qinghe to the fragrance room at the back: "This will be the fragrance room from now on. My eldest brother will be the shopkeeper at the front. I will go to the mountains to collect herbs at home. I will take care of collecting the herbs."

"The Li family won't be jealous when they see you making money?" Fang Qinghe asked.

Fang Qingshi smiled and said: "Then it depends on whether Zhou dares to offend so many people in Lijiazhuang. Besides, don't we have to deal with herbs at home? Aunt Jiang and Aunt Yang are both the most powerful people in the village.

Let them take the lead when it comes to matters over there."

Fang Qinghe sat on a chair that still smelled of wood and looked at Fang Qingshi: "Sister, I found that you have figured everything out and are just waiting for the opportunity, right?"

"More than that?" Fang Qingshi also sat down: "I have also prepared money. This means that everything is ready and all I need is the east wind."

Fang Qinghe sighed softly: "If it weren't for my sister who brought me up since I was a child, I would doubt that you are not my sister. I have seen so many women who went crazy after losing their husbands, but I have never seen you like this.

Yes, Li Jingrui's death has made you more capable."

After saying that, Fang Qinghe stuck out his tongue and leaned on Fang Qingshi's shoulder in a flattering manner: "Sister, I didn't mean to say that, but I feel a little uneasy."

"Silly Qinghe, when my parents were here in the past, they protected us brothers and sisters. Now that my parents are gone, it is my eldest brother who protects us two. I got married and went out, and my life was not good. I ended up with a short-lived ghost and a family of gangsters.

You darling, if you still act like you are at home, you won’t be left with the bones and scraps left by others, what do you think?” Fang Qingshi said softly.

Fang Qinghe sniffed and suppressed the sadness: "Sister, we will be fine in the future. We have a shop at home."

"Yes, I just feel that my eldest brother has been distracted these days. I want to go back to being a shopkeeper and learn the medical skills passed down by my master. I don't have to rush to practice medicine. I don't know if my eldest brother will agree." Fang Qingshi said.

Fang Qinghe nodded immediately: "Yes, you are not always at home these days. I see that my eldest brother often sits in Master's room in a daze. Do you miss Master too much?"

"Maybe." Fang Qingshi couldn't figure out what his eldest brother was thinking. After all, a person who values ​​love, justice and kindness should think of his master. Moreover, there were no such things in the previous life, and the eldest brother was only busy running for himself.

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When the sisters returned home, Fang Qinghe started preparing spices in high spirits.

Among the spices, there are many spices made from herbs ground into powder and synthetic fragrance powders. However, such spices are usually cheap and have a short fragrance time. The advantages are low cost and fast production speed.

Better than powder is balm, which is boiled into a milky form and mixed with a small amount of honey. This kind of balm can be placed in an incense burner and heated to emit a faint fragrance. It can be used in lavender dresses, rooms, and many other uses.

It is very widely available and slightly expensive. It takes seven to a hundred days to make. The price is very considerable, but few ordinary people can afford it.

Among the best spices are fragrant pills and fragrant cakes.

The two usages are slightly different. The fragrant pills can be placed in a sachet and worn with you. The fragrant cakes are scraped off with a thin blade, crushed with a mortar, sieved and placed in the incense burner. The most famous fragrant seal, of course, is

Specially made incense towers according to the different shapes of the incense burner, the backflow incense was the magic weapon of Li's spices that became popular in the Tang Dynasty. As of now, there will be no backflow incense in the Tang Dynasty for another ten years.

The most common type of incense is incense sticks. Most of these incense sticks are used by wealthy families to worship Buddha in their family halls and temples.

The Tang Dynasty emphasized Buddhism, and incense sticks were not allowed to be lit casually.

These are Fang Qingshi's lifelong experiences. She is just re-walking the same path. Not to mention spices, she knows exactly what spices to make when and how big or small the business will be.

After eating and drinking in the kitchen, I looked up inadvertently and saw that my eldest brother was sitting in front of the bamboo basket. He was picking up and putting down the herbs in his hand, and he was wandering in his thoughts.

Fang Qingshi came over and sat next to Fang Jing'an: "The spice shop will open tomorrow, and we need to ask people in the village to help tonight. I think Aunt Yang and Aunt Jiang will take the lead, okay?"

"Ah?" Fang Jing'an turned his head and looked at Fang Qingshi with a confused look on his face.

"Brother, I can't run the spice shop by myself. You also have to study medicine. Why don't you help me take care of the shop first?" Fang Qingshi could see that the elder brother was uneasy, but it didn't sound like he was missing his master.

, could it be... Shen Liangyu?

This thought made Fang Qingshi's heart sink.

Fang Jing'an lowered his head: "Okay, I've been feeling restless lately, and compared to Master, my little Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu is not good enough."

"Then let's do business first." Fang Qingshi stood up and said, "Let's talk while eating."

That night, more than twenty people from Kaoshan Village came. They picked up lanterns in the yard, which were as bright as day. Fang Jing'an took care of them outside, while the two sisters shared incense in the house.

"Sister, can these two spices, smoked clothes and insect repellent, support a shop? I always feel that I am too anxious." Fang Qinghe was a little worried.

Fang Qingshi moved quickly: "After we opened the shop, we used these two spices to support the shop. The spices that came out one after another are getting better and better, and the higher prices will make customers willing to pay. We have to let the people from Luwu County

People are used to spices, aren’t they?”

Fang Qinghe:…….

What sister said makes sense, listen to her.


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