Mo Li's fragrance rate is not too fast, but there is also a steady stream of spices, which come out from her hands from time to time. It is definitely not Tang Chuxin's way of selling dog meat with sheep's head.

Mix the three kinds of incense together, and finally make the worst one.

"Aren't you afraid I'll learn it?"

Qianzichen found himself a chair to sit down, but also shook up the fan, to his face fan wind.

In this cold day, he was so hot that we can see how busy we are.

And let her surprise is not other, but Mo Li, unexpectedly is not at all against him.

Which one of those incense making families was not hidden, just like Tang Chuxin, who dug a hole and put it in it for fear of being known. As for herself, she was guarded by a group of people for fear of being known?

Don't leave him is generous tight, unexpectedly is so not guard against outsiders.

Mo Li lifted his eyelids lightly.

"Do you think it's a kind of potherb?"

"Yes?"

Qian Zichen doesn't understand. How can we mention that pickle? How can we compare the two?

Mo Li again threw a bottle of spice on the table.

"There are a lot of people who can grow vegetables in the world. You can also learn how to make spices. However, it takes special people to make spices."

"What special person?"

QIAN Zichen took the perfume bottle and opened it and put it under his nose. This is the fragrance of yipinxiang. No matter which bottle it is, no matter when it is smelled, there will be a faint fragrance, which is very light, but it is amazing.

Amazing in your breath, but also in your day.

Mo Li gave him another bottle, "pure, and..." She pulled up her sleeve and sniffed it. "Madame said that each incense maker has his own fragrance. Even if the same incense recipe is given to different people, the incense they match is different. The so-called harmony, one harmony, two harmony, three harmony and heaven."

"So..."

Although Qian Zichen didn't understand it, he knew it. If Mo Li said it, it means that Tang Chuxin, who had hundreds of lives, would never want to make real spices in his whole life.

It hurt Tianhe.

Even if it really makes her become a semi flavor fragrance, how about pure, heaven and earth have their own gifts, and the same, hurt heaven and harm reason, the way of heaven is difficult to tolerate.

What Tang Jiaxiang, it's really a long history. Those who sold Tang Jiaxiang one after another have a good family background. Although they didn't hurt their muscles and bones, they also lost half of the money. Those with poor family background may have shaken the foundation. Even if they are like thousands of families, they are now suffering heavy losses. The shops of three companies, millions of taels of silver, and the qianzihao was too greedy at the beginning Tang Jiaxiang's most prepared incense was sold by him.

The incense was not sold out. The Tang family collapsed. The Tang family smelled and the shop was smashed. Even if the spices were fed to dogs, the dogs were not willing to eat them. What's more, the reputation of Qianjia was greatly affected.

I don't want to mention how much money he lost this time. The hundred year old emperor merchants may have to change their homes this year.

"Childe, childe."

A little boy ran over in a hurry, which was also the way in a hurry.

"Lord Lu is here. Go and receive him."

He is a worthless, see Royal legs are soft, how to receive people.

Thousand son dust quickly stood up, is also straightened his clothes, also really do not know how this today arrived?

When he came out, he saw that the carriage was still standing outside the fragrant shop, surrounded by a lot of officers and soldiers. It was still the magnificent carriage with glass and golden roof and Chenxiang boxwood.

From time to time there will be a light fragrance, naturally with the combination, is also low-key.

"Qian Zichen visited the Lord."

Qian Zichen's hasty salute is also a way of salute.

"Don't be too polite."

Lu Wang was holding a white cat in his arms, which the guard had sent for him. Although it was not as good as the fox's hand, it was soft and pretty white. He liked it at once.

But now, judging from his complexion, there is no sense of disease and deficiency before. Although he is still weak in Qi and blood, it does not seem to be a disease of early birth. Now there are dozens of pills in that bottle of medicine. If it is good after eating, everyone will be happy. If it is not good again, it is necessary to find brand balance to put on a few bottles.

No matter how precious the medicine was, he believed that as long as he wanted it, he would definitely give it.

However, he had to go back to the Imperial City, but he thought of something, and then, people were here.

"Are you selling a pint of incense here?"

Lu Wang asked the qianzichen outside. He used to have a weak voice, but now the obvious breath is enough. You can also hear a trace of anger."Yes, sir."

Thousand children dust busy is Gong Sheng Ying Dao.

"Every bottle of perfume sold by our thousands of fragrance shops is also a pint of incense. A hundred bottles of fake perfume will be punished, and the old and the young will not be cheated."

The other king in the carriage gently stroked the white cat in his arms.

"If he can choose you, he always believes in you. Can you have Yurong ointment here?"

In fact, he just stopped by and asked about it. He was worried about leaving in a hurry. Otherwise, he would have to find him and put some bottles back to his father and his mother's concubine.

The last time the minister brought it back, the mother's concubine used it very well. When his father saw it, he also used it. There were not a few bottles to use. The whole person was a little younger.

However, Yurong paste can only be bought in the capital of Dazhou at present. The mountain is high and the road is far away. It takes about half a year to get back to the imperial city of Dazhou.

So he just came to try his luck.

"Yurong ointment?"

Qian Zichen how to forget this matter, "report to the Lord."

He bent himself again.

"When he left, he said that he would give you some Yurong ointment. If you want it later, you can come and get it at any time. I have Yurong paste for sale in thousands of incense shops. Although there is not much, it will definitely leave a few bottles for the Lord."

"Bring it to the king quickly."

Lu Wang quickly sat up straight. He touched his face, which was nearly thirty years old. But look at the other people's faces, how tender they are, and smaller than he is. I really don't know who they are. If they don't, they will still be elegant young master, but he will become a gray haired old father-in-law.

His face must be used for Yurong ointment, and he has to wipe his own face more often.

Qian Zichen quickly went back to the incense shop and took out ten boxes of Yurong ointment. In fact, there were only a hundred boxes in his incense shop this time, and the hundred boxes were still hard carried back by Feng Feng after flying with carving meat. As for when Mo Li could make Yurong ointment, I don't know now. Now, the hundred boxes are only the remaining 90 bottles.

When Yu Rong ointment came to Lu Wang's hand, Lu Wang immediately put it on his face. He himself had stolen the jade face cream from his mother's concubine. At that time, it was cool and comfortable to apply on his face, and immediately he could see that his skin was much better.

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