Chapter 892

"Where?" The fourth prince sat up and pulled the quilt to his own leg. He wanted to know what to play and what was fun in this Shuo palace.

"In Madame's perfumery room."

Mo Fei rubbed his hand. When he came back this time, he wanted to earn money. As a result, those who didn't come to his wife's incense room started to save one here and one there. He also helped Shen Qingrong give birth to a child. Now he has to wait on this one. He is so busy that he can't even breathe more. How can he earn money?

He has not been posted for several months. He has been eating his old money. If he doesn't make any money, he may eat up all his old money.

"Your wife's incense making room?

The fourth prince was very surprised, "what's the fun in the incense room? Do you want to smell the incense?"

"Make money." Mo Fei is an honest man. When people ask him, he says that he will not believe it. The fourth Prince doesn't know about it.

It seems to be the same.

When the fourth Prince pressed his forehead, I thought that you were making money.

"Can I go there?"

He has nothing to do now, but he wants to know how Shen Qingci makes spices. However, it is related to Shen Qingci's secret. So he uses the word "Yes No" instead of "go".

If he could go, it would be better. If he could not, he would not ask for it.

He has no reason to know others' secrets by force.

"I'm going to ask my wife about this."

If Mo Fei can't be the master, he has to ask Shen Qingci to say yes. If she can't say it, even if she is a childe, there is no way.

"Oh, he's coming?"

Shen Qingci put down the spices he was making and took a sip of tea with a cup on the table.

"If he's bored, come here."

"Ma'am, these..."

Mo Fei pointed to the spices in the room, "do you need to clean it up?"

"No

Shen Qingci put down the cup. If he wanted to know, he would know that the result of hiding and opening would be the same. Moreover, as the future son of heaven, he also wanted to know how to make the spice of yipinxiang, because she had a word with the emperor, and at least she would donate 20 years' military expenditure to the imperial court.

If there is no accident, when the fourth Prince becomes the emperor, the silver will naturally be handed over to him.

It is to have a good look. It is not easy for her to earn money. Don't think that her silver is falling from the sky, and don't think that their royal family will be more brilliant if they take her money.

As soon as the fourth Prince heard Shen Qingci's consent to let him go, he was very happy. He touched his legs. His leg meridians were injured. It was not so easy to get well, so he could not move at present.

"This is easy to do."

Mo Fei snapped his fingers and wanted to go out. It was not easy. He asked people to lift the fourth prince to the chair, and then he carried the chair. Anyway, in the past, he only needed to bring his eyes and hands. What do you want legs to do?

the chair was carried into the incense chamber. As soon as the fourth emperor entered, he smelled a subtle aroma, as if many incense were added Together, but is particularly fresh, always can find out, oneself most want to be that flavor.

At this time, there are all spices in it. Mo Li is also sitting on one side, making spices. Her process is very simple, but she divides the large pieces of spices made by Shen Qingci into several parts, and then put them in the bottle.

She stood there, and then took out her own sword and chopped like this. After a few strokes, the spices were divided into several parts, which was really excellent. I don't know whether I had practiced this before. From the spices she gave out, we can see that they are almost exactly the same. Each piece is very suitable.

What the fourth Prince looked at was simply sighing for the view straight.

There are so many spices. It seems that it is not too difficult to make spices.

As a result, when he thought so, it was as if Shen Qingci also found his eyes relaxed. She gave him a faint glance, which was inexplicable. The fourth Prince felt that he could not say it. Well, he felt guilty.

But he didn't lie. The spice seems to be very easy to make.

At this time, Shen Qingci opened one side of the drawer and took out a long needle from it. The needle was about three inches long, and the tip of the needle was very thin.

Obviously, this one is not used for dressing spices. Since it is not used for dressing spices, what is it used for?

Shen Qingci swaggered with the silver needle, as if to hear the sound of Zi, the needle into the meat.

She put down the needle, but also let people see the blood beads seeping out of her fingers.

Then she laughed at the fourth prince, who couldn't help swallowing his saliva. It was like a cold wind blowing on his body, which also made the back of his hand wet.This, this is

And not only he, but also the others, almost gasped.

"Now you know why none of my spices can imitate it?"

Shen Qingci dropped his own drop of blood into those raw materials. "It's not because of anything else, it's just because some incense needs my blood as a guide."

And she just wanted to let them know that spices are not so easy to make, and all the things are not made according to the trend.

These spices are so easy to sell, so they earn money. But you should know how the money is earned. Yes, how did she earn it by selling blood.

She sold her blood for all the money they spent.

How much blood does a person have? She sells the money she got from her blood and provides them with military expenses for more than ten years free of charge. Since she was six years old, they were all doing something. They were rolling and playing coquetry. They were making love under their parents' knees. However, when she was six years old, she wanted to save her father, earn money and live.

She carried countless lives on her body, how could it not be heavy, and over the years, she has fed countless people with her own blood.

Changqing's face turned white, and Jia Mo Li was also tightly wringing her eyebrows, and she was sitting there without moving.

"My God!" Mo Fei covered half of his face, and then he also looked around to see if there was anyone else. How could he have never heard of it? How could he use his own blood as a guide to make spices?

Only in his herbal medicine, sometimes there is a need for such a single medicine. Unexpectedly, even spices are the same. This medicine can use human blood. Why can't it be used?

No wonder loujiaxiang has been lost for a long time. Who dares to make incense in this way?

And then he remembered that Shen Qing's words were inexplicable, and that he had so many blood tonic drugs, he was stunned to see no blood color. He was afraid that was why.

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