Glory in Troubled Times: The Empress' Growth Path

Chapter 19 Dry goods
Shopkeeper Wang handed over the money to the assistants of the Zhao Mansion, and then sent someone to take away the remaining leather materials. In fact, when everyone was robbing the leather materials just now, he had already noticed that the leather materials provided by the Zhao Mansion this time were even worse than before. Well, even if there is not much left now, it is completely possible to sell at a higher price than before.

Maybe the money I gave out can be earned back.

Somewhere in the corner, after seeing the situation in front of him, a clerk quickly left behind and went into Li's ready-to-wear shop. The shopkeeper Li listened to his clerk explain the situation one by one, and couldn't help but think deeply. It seems that even if Mr. Zhao fell down, Some people will also say that the Zhao family will stand up.

"Quickly go and find out, whose family is that female lord on the donkey cart?"

After the buddy got the order, he got into the crowd again in a blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the leather materials from Zhao's mansion did not come to me today. Originally, some of my family members saw Mr. Zhao enter the medical clinic, and they are still unconscious.

Originally, I also planned to lower the price, but fortunately it was not me, but shopkeeper Li thought that he was a different person from the shopkeeper Wang of the leather shop, and he would never say anything that would hurt anyone's face.

Those words of "selling stolen goods" to drive people away, I couldn't say it myself, even for the sake of Mr. Zhao, I wouldn't do it.

It seems that in the future, we should stay away from the shopkeeper Wang, so as not to be struck by lightning one day and be attached to him.

After Boss Wang unloaded the goods, Hua Qiong and Zhao Tingan went back in the donkey cart, thinking about what to do with the dry goods.

Is it possible to sell it to the hospital?

In fact, the medicine money for myself and the people in the Zhao family has not been settled yet, and I don't know if the people in the medical center are willing to do business.

"Ting An, when Master Zhao came, did he say who he would sell all these dry goods to?"

Zhao Tingan shook his head, "This is the first time for us to sell dry goods. The master mainly sold leather materials before. I don't know why this year we will collect some dry goods to sell."

"Then Baizhen, has anything major happened recently?"

Zhao Tingan recalled that some time ago, when he and his uncle came out to sell leather materials, a merchant from the Western Regions said that the dry goods of Daxing Dynasty were good, which happened to be the raw materials for some products in the Western Regions.

He told Hua Qiong exactly what happened that day.

But right now in Baizhen, there are no merchants from the Western Regions, let alone people who collect dry goods, and there are even fewer.

In the past winter, every household would store daily items such as food and drink.

Seeing that this box of dry goods had nowhere to go, the two also encountered difficulties.

"Rouge, the new rouge."

Hua Qiong was attracted by the cries from the side, and put the reins in his hand to the waiter, while he and Zhao Tingan went to check.

This is an ordinary rouge shop, the interior and exterior decorations are very ordinary, but the rouge is bright and moving.

"My lord, these are the latest colors, very flattering, if you put them on the picture, your servants will be happy."

Standing attendant?Another word you don't understand?
"But the female lord looks young, so she must not have a regular attendant?"

"What is an attendant?"

After hearing this, the store manager laughed loudly, shook his head, and painted Hua Qiong's face with a beautiful color.

"Chang Shi is your future spouse, but everyone calls them the same name, Chang Shi, the spouse who often serves beside the female lord, common, long-term."

Hua Qiong was a little embarrassed. Although she is a modern person, she doesn't have much experience in love. Except for the previous paragraph, the rest is the love experience of her roommates.

My few emotional enlightenments even come from observing the daily love affairs of my roommates.

How can two quarrels be reconciled, who gets along with who, and who gets along with who is a feather in the ground.

Seeing the love affairs of her roommates, Hua Qiong only felt that falling in love was a very energy-consuming thing.

So I have never thought about this kind of question, and I feel a little unimpressed when asked, not to say that I have no feelings, but that I don't have much concept.

"Has there ever been a permanent attendant in the Mistress's family?"

Hua Qiong was stunned, so bluntly, she didn't mean to ask politely at all?
Zhao Ting'an was bored in choosing rouge, but when he heard this sentence, he also pricked up his ears, and looked at Hua Qiong's face from the corner of his eye.

"I, I don't know."

Yuanzheng's mother passed away early, and he has no relevant memories, so he really doesn't know.

The fat shopkeeper in front of him, still smiling, wiped away the rouge from Hua Qiong's face.

"Well, it's really beautiful, and this color suits you very well."

Hua Qiong looked down at Rouge in front of her, as if she had returned to the modern age where all kinds of makeup were available.

"The improvement does look a lot better, your face was too pale before."

Hua Qiong picked up the rouge in the fat shopkeeper's hand, inspected it, and smelled it closely, but there was almost no smell.

rouge!

By the way, why didn't I expect to be able to make rouge, and the ancient rouge is not difficult to make, and now there are so many raw materials in hand, I can try to make a batch of rouge.

In this way, raw materials can be used, and new products can be produced for themselves.

"Thank you shopkeeper! I bought this rouge!"

Of course, such a good color can't be let go.

Zhao Ting'an was a little disappointed. The rouge he bought for her last time seemed to have never been used by her again.

Is it something you don't like to give?

Still don't like it. . .something else. . .

"Qioner, I can buy any color you like."

"No, let's go."

Zhao Tingan felt a little lost, and followed Hua Qiong without saying a word.

"Ting An, find a way to save this money, and don't let it pass the market like this."

"it is good."

"There are still these raw materials that need to be counted later."

"it is good."

"Are you OK?"

"Okay, it's okay."

Hua Qiong stopped, stood in front of Zhao Tingan, and touched his forehead.

"Are you not feeling well?"

"No."

Hua Qiong sighed, and said softly: "You can't do anything, I only have you."

There seemed to be countless plum blossoms unfolding behind Zhao Tingan, and he could hear the sound of his heartbeat.

"it is good!"

Now Mr. Zhao is unconscious, and the other Zhao family members don't know the basics, and now he is like a person running naked on the beach, and he can't suffer any losses.

"Ting An, do you know where I can buy raw materials for making rouge?"

Zhao Tingan shook his head, he never used things for women, so why would he care about them.

Hua Qiong thought about it. He had seen the ancient method of making rouge in a popular science video, but he didn't know if there was a corresponding method for making rouge in this era.

Because there are too many things to verify by yourself.

But it doesn't matter, there are always more ways than difficulties.

Even if there is no rouge raw material, there are many other things that can replace it, as long as it is a plant that can extract colors, the colors will be more diverse.

Hua Qiong already had a good choice in mind.

(End of this chapter)