Gao Qingqing heard that her aunt's tone had softened. Thinking about the ridicule and ridicule she had received over the years, she made up her mind and said: "As long as it makes me look better, I can endure any hardship."
After hearing this, Ma Chunhua pulled Gao Qingqing aside and said: "Son, my aunt is from Xitang Village. If you want to lose weight and become more beautiful, join my aunt's weight loss training camp together. It will last for three months of devilish training. I guarantee that you will
I can lose weight.”
Weight loss training camp? Three months of devilish training, a bit novel?
"Are there any conditions? Do you really care about being thin when I go to your place?"
Ma Chunhua thought for a while, exercising by herself was also exercising, and by the way, she could teach a few students to earn some tips, killing two birds with one stone.
"My aunt has paid for food and accommodation, and three months' tuition is 10 taels of silver. If you want to lose weight, come to Pinpinxian Noodle House to see my aunt after the Chinese New Year? You go home to recuperate first, and my aunt's scar removal cream will be available after the Chinese New Year."
After you have your face treated, you will definitely become a slim and beautiful beauty."
Gao Qingqing remembered Ma Chunhua's words and happily went home to discuss with her parents.
Wen Hong patted his chest and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Grandpa Zhang, the concealer you worked so hard to develop is finally saved."
Looking back, I saw my mother enjoying herself there, and I was a little worried: "Mom, you ask her to use money to lose weight like this. What if the effect is not achieved?"
Ma Chunhua shrugged lightly, "So I asked her if she could endure hardship. Only by enduring hardship can one become a great person. She can't even bear this little bit of hardship, so she deserves to be laughed at. I'll just refund her money."
After the mother and son finished speaking and were about to leave, they smelled a pungent smell of rouge.
The howl from the north failed to dispel the pungent smell.
Ma Chunhua saw a very coquettishly dressed woman standing in front of them, blocking their way.
Wenhong frowned subconsciously, opened his arms to protect his mother and asked, "Is something wrong?"
The woman held the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, raised her hand and gently put it into her sleeve, and said with a smile on her face: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. My name is Xia Chunniang, and I run a rouge and gouache shop."
Wenhong didn't understand why she blocked their way, but Ma Chunhua saw Xia Chunniang's thoughts.
This woman is not simple. She is also a thoughtful person in life. She is obedient and attentive. She must have listened to what she just said.
I was also worried that there was no place to sell the concealer developed by my master, so if it didn’t save my business, I took the initiative to come to my door.
"Boss Xia, just tell me if you have anything to say. Are we two still busy?"
Xia Chunniang carefully looked at the fat old woman in front of her and asked: "I heard you said that you have something that can cover blemishes. I wonder if you can let me have a look?"
After hearing this, Wenhong realized that the speaker was unintentional but the listener was intentional. It turned out that she was here for the concealer.
Ma Chunhua was embarrassed and replied: "I originally wanted to check out the Xinghua Building in town. Why is Boss Xia interested in my concealer?"
"Of course, it's very cold. Let's go sit in the shop and drink some hot tea?"
Ma Chunhua thought, there is no reason not to go when business comes to her door. It seems that she is right to go out and chat with her granddaughter.
When I came to Xia Chunniang's rouge and gouache shop, I saw the four characters "红丝丝 Tim香" written on it.
The store is not large in scale, but it is well-equipped despite its small size. When you open the cotton curtain and look up, you can see that there are all kinds of high, medium and low-end rouge and gouache inside the counter.
Xia Chunniang directly moved Ma Chunhua and her son to the reception room next to her, and took the initiative to bring the tea in front of her, "Aunt Zhang, do you have that concealer on you? Can I take a look?"
Ma Chunhua frowned, and her attentive look seemed a bit too enthusiastic. Either she had such a personality, or she was thirsty for talent and wanted this product anxiously.
Thinking of this, he took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, actually I am going out this time to find a market for it. I think it won't be a big problem to get Xinghua Tower."
After hearing this, Xia Chunniang's eyes glowed green, and she was ecstatic in her heart. She quickly said: "Sister Zhang, don't go there. Firstly, that place is not suitable for you and your mother. Secondly, there are too many people there. Why don't we discuss it directly?"
Ma Chunhua deliberately opened her eyes wide and asked: "You want it? The Chinese medicinal materials for the raw materials of my product are difficult to find. It is a bit time-consuming and laborious to make. Only ten bottles can be produced in a month, and its price is not cheap?"
Only ten bottles can be produced in one month?
Xia Chunniang is a veteran in business. She knew that what Aunt Zhang said was somewhat exaggerated, so she said patiently: "I know, this kind of thing is not available on the market, but no matter how expensive it is, it has a price, right?"
Ma Chunhua pretended to think deeply for a moment, then said: "Twelve taels a bottle, mouth is worth the same!"
What? Mom is crazy, asking for such an expensive price?
Wenhong was really afraid that Boss Xia would open his mouth to ridicule his mother and go crazy thinking about money.
But when I saw Xia Chunniang, she didn't say anything at the same place, but lowered her head and was thinking about something.
What's going on? Both people have problems. The contents of a small bottle can be worth the income of a farmer's hard work for a year. How should the people in that kind of land deal with themselves?
Seeing her hesitation, Ma Chunhua continued: "My concealer contains safflower, angelica, bletilla, motherwort and kudzu... The most important thing is that it contains century-old ginseng?"
If Xia Chunniang heard an ordinary village woman say this, she might still be suspicious, but when she opened the concealer and smelled the smell inside, she could feel that she was not lying.
After running a rouge and gouache shop for so many years, she can tell the material inside by just putting her nose to it and smelling it.
Just because of the ingredients of this century-old ginseng, it is worth the price.
Wenhong wondered if this ginseng was sold. Why did his mother lie and deceive others, but Boss Xia seemed to really believe it.
He didn't dare to speak or look up, for fear that the woman would see his mother's lies and be exposed as a liar.
"My master is a miracle doctor in the capital. He is meticulous in his work and the ratio of ingredients in medicines is absolutely unique. This product has whitening, moisturizing, anti-wrinkle and concealer effects. In the future, a scar removal product will also be launched. If Boss Xia doesn't want it, I will
Take your son to see somewhere else?"
"Miracle doctor Zhang Zhen? I heard that he saved a child who was about to fall to death a few days ago and became famous. So he is your master?"
Ma Chunhua suddenly felt that she was a bit talkative. In order to escape from the world, Master announced that he had gone to Yunxing for medical treatment.
"Yes, it is the product that his old man asked someone to bring back and asked me to help sell it. The price was also set by his old man himself."
"I want them all, but can you let me see the effect?"
Ma Chunhua was overjoyed. She thought she would keep one or two bottles, but she unexpectedly brought five bottles over and she wanted them all.
"Of course, I will demonstrate it to you personally. If the effect is not obvious, it will cost you no money."
Ma Chunhua borrowed the blush from the store and applied it on her son's face. Wenhong was not in a beautiful mood for a moment.
What do you want me to do? Do you want to transform yourself into Brother Jing?
Forget it, a bottle of ten taels, a bottle of ten taels...
With this money, I can paint whatever I want.
After applying blush, my son's face looked like a monkey's butt.
But a miracle happened. After applying concealer, my face not only returned to normal, but also became more delicate and smooth, not like a rough old man at all.
Xia Chunniang was stunned by the effect of this concealer. If she gave it to that person to use, her shop's business would definitely be even more prosperous in the future! This chapter has been completed!