Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 319
It was almost noon, and a ray of sunlight leaked from the thick holly trees, and softly slanted on Liu Qian's face, casting a layer of golden shadow, adding a different charm to his handsome face, with a hint of coldness.

"Don't panic, little brother, it's just that the Huainan Palace broke up because of the discoloration of the red and blue flower dyes, which caused the Queen Mother's birthday to be unhappy. 300 taels of silver is enough for you to buy a mansion and good land and open a small shop to make money, what do you think, little brother?" Zhuang Zhong said casually, with a murderous look on his eyebrows.

Ju Fu turned a blind eye and said with a light smile: "So that's how it scared me. Well, I'll listen to you. Anyway, I also want to go to Kyoto. It's lively there. Maybe I can find a suitable job to make a living. I won't touch this dyeing workshop again. "

"This is 300 taels of silver, little brother, keep it." Zhuang Zhong took two packages from the car, placed them in front of him, and unwrapped them for him so that he could check them.

Ju Fu shook his hand and said: "There is no need to check, I trust the eldest prince and young master."

"Then little brother can talk about dyeing technique." Liu Qian smiled lightly, with a generous expression between his lips and teeth, showing that the royal prince really didn't feel bad when he spent a lot of money.

"One is to make red and blue flower cakes, pick the red and blue flowers with dew, mash them and wash them with water, put them in a cloth bag and wring out the yellow juice; mash them again, and use fermented rice washing water to make Wash it, put it in a cloth bag and squeeze out the juice, then cover it with Artemisia annua overnight, knead it into pancakes, dry it in the shade and store it well, so that the red and blue flowers can be used for dyeing all year round instead of picking the stamens when the season comes On. Second, the red and blue flower dregs left after dyeing are like purple powder, which can be used to make rouge, and with pearl powder, that is, the first-class "pearl powder", painters can use purple powder for painting, and women use it Use it as rouge, make the best use of everything, and don’t waste a single drop.” Ju Fu talked eloquently, with a very sophisticated appearance, and his eyebrows were beaming, invisible, giving a warm and beautiful luster to his thin yellow face, which was moving.

Liu Qianjian praised: "Okay, it's really a skill, and it's worth buying."

Bitter barley rewards secretly, Ju Fu is worthy of being from a dyeing family, and has a lot of research on dyeing techniques, while red and blue flowers are new things, but she can easily learn them. It is a pity that Liu Qian used this dyeing technique first, but it is necessary to find out his details , only extravagance first.

Ju Fu smiled tactfully: "The transaction is over, and I dare not delay the two nobles. When my mother comes back to see it later, she will blame me for abusing the dyeing technique."

Liu Qian stepped into the carriage. If it weren't for the dyeing technique, he would not come to such a dilapidated slum even if he was killed, because he thought his clothes would be dirty.

Zhuang Zhong drove the carriage to the door, and when Ju Fu stepped forward to close the door, he suddenly moved his foot, and quickly raised the wish stick in his hand to knock it out.

Kuyi was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, and was about to jump out, but Lu Yu grabbed it.

Zhuang Zhong quickly entered the door and unscrewed the package containing the silver taels. Liu Qian stepped back without hesitation and said angrily: "Why kill him, a poor boy, it doesn't hurt anything."

"Prince, you are wrong. He is willing to sell the dyeing technique of his ancestors and save his skills. He is not a person who is willing to make progress. And if he is found here by the Lord, he may not tell it. Although he used the eldest prince In the name of the Lord, if the old man brought them to meet, wouldn’t he show his feet and guess that it was us? Let’s go, these little people are all over the street, and they are not worthy of sympathy.” Zhuang Zhong stretched out his hand to hold Liu Qian’s clothes. , the tone is very cautious.

Liu Qian's brows furrowed slightly, his lips curled up in approval, he reached out and grabbed the package in his hand and threw it beside Jufu, and said flatly: "You hit him at the death spot, and when his mother comes back, he must be regarded as dead, that's all." You can't cure him even if you find a medical worker. Your acupressure technique is special, which is beyond the understanding of ordinary people. Within two hours, he naturally held his breath and died. Even the Prime Minister of the country can't find any trace. It's just that I can't bear it today. Leaving his mother alone to live in this dilapidated place, how can he survive without any money? Stay and let her live."

(End of this chapter)