Lu Ziyou was also stunned when he heard this, in the past few years, Lu Ziyou has to give gifts during the New Year's holidays, and the money for this gift is naturally withdrawn from the eldest lady.

Although Song Lan is the daughter of Shangshu, she is a concubine in the end, and the dowry is not much money.

After Yun Ran died last year, she was able to get by with her little dowry, but now she is already stretched.

Now that the year is already down, if you don't do it this year, you won't have a good time in the coming year......

Seeing the expression on Lu Ziyou's face, Lu Yunxi seemed to have understood that Lu Ziyou would not stop her anymore, but even if he deliberately blocked it, Lu Yunxi would not give up this shop, because it was now her hope to live.

Song Lan sent Lu Ziyou back to the study, comforted her a few words, and then went back to her yard.

As soon as he arrived at the yard, he saw Lu Caimeng standing there angrily, and as soon as Lu Caimeng saw his mother, he grabbed her sleeve: "Mother, why don't you let your father punish that slut!"

"Hmph. Song Lan snorted from her nose, "Now that the finances of the house are tight, she is willing to take on this errand." ”

Song Lan led Lu Caimeng back to the house and poured herself a cup of tea.

"What's good, what's good! If she makes money, her face will be hers!" Lu Cai stomped his feet angrily.

Song Lan glanced at Lu Caimeng and sighed helplessly, "The face is fake, the money is real, and she makes money is ours, if she doesn't make money, she will take the shop and make a dowry for you." ”

"Really?" Lu Caimeng was overjoyed, but quickly deflated, "That shop was left for her by Lu Yunxi's slut mother, what should we do with it?"

"The shop can't be disposed of, but the money from the sale of the shop can be disposed of. Song Lan finished drinking the tea in the cup and said slowly.

Hearing her mother's words, Lu Caimeng smiled, it seems that no matter whether Lu Yunxi succeeds or fails, this money will always fall into Song Lan's hands.

Lu Yunxi got up early in the morning on the second day, and went to the rouge shop, when he arrived, the guys had just opened the door, and they were stunned when they saw Lu Yunxi one by one, they never thought that the young lady would really come to this rouge shop as a shopkeeper.

Lu Yunxi is not slacking off at all, in modern times, she was a beauty counter cabinet sister before she became a beauty blogger, and she knew how to place things and how to place them, and she put the star products in the store in the most conspicuous position in the morning, and the shoddy rouge that was shoddy the day before was all thrown in the backyard and burned.

The guys saw that Lu Yunxi was so resolute, but they became energetic, and they were much more profitable, and the atmosphere was not as sluggish as yesterday.

Lu Yunxi called the maid who brought her the account book yesterday and asked, "What's your name?"

"Back to the eldest lady, my name is Xiaocui. The maid was very shy, and she lowered her head and suppressed her voice when she spoke.

"Xiaocui, is there only a few things in our store?" Lu Yunxi looked at it all morning, and there were only a few products in this rouge shop: lip grease, rouge, and eyebrows...... There's nothing new about it.

"Yes, these are still the ones that were mixed when Madame was there, and the store next to me is not as varied as ours. Cui replied.

Lu Yunxi glanced at those lip greases, the color of the person is indeed fair, and his mother is also a person with vision, so naturally it is right.

But there are really too few tricks, there is really no competitiveness, and now this court is cold, and the sales are not good, so I have to come up with some new things for everyone.

Take a "store new" to attract attention.

Just as he was worried, he saw a woman come to the door with a veil covered, and said, "Excuse me, is Miss Lu here?"

Lu Yunxi turned her head and was startled when she saw the woman's appearance - could it be that the rouge customer came to the door again?

"You, won't you also buy my rouge!" Lu Yunxi looked at the man, really startled, thought about the account book, and indeed sold three yuan, but they wouldn't all be allergic to luck, right?

"No, no, no......" The man shook his hand, took off his veil as he spoke, and there was a nodule cyst on his face: "My face has been red and swollen for a while, and I heard yesterday that the girl saved Miss Su, so I came to ask for medicine." ”

Lu Yunxi walked in and took a look, it was not like an ordinary allergy, but more like what modern people call rose-shaped acne.

After examining it for a while, I saw the woman kneeling.

"Miss Lu, my name is Lan Qi'er, please save me, I have been divorced three times because of this face, my husband's family saw my face and said that I have an unclean disease, but since I have grown this thing, I have looked for Lang Zhong a few times but I can't save it, I hope Miss will save me!"

When Lu Yunxi saw the woman kneeling down, her heart softened suddenly.

This rosacea is not uncommon in modern times, and it can be eliminated with isotretinoin erythromycin ointment, but where to find erythromycin in these days?

Lu Yunxi knows that although the ancient Chinese medicine method is too slow to cure the root cause, and even if the root cause of the disease is eliminated, the bacteria on the patient's hands will leave acne marks in the touch, which will accompany them for a lifetime, and can only be solved by taking them internally and wiping them externally.

"Well, if you come back in two days, I'll give you an answer. Lu Yunxi thought for a while and slowly spoke.

The tears in the woman's eyes had already left, and she was busy saying thank you, Lu Yunxi waved her hand, looked at her departing back and shouted: "Don't wear this veil when you get home, it's not good for the recovery of your face." ”

The woman nodded, and disappeared into the street.

Lu Yunxi knew that this was an opportunity to launch a new product, but the medicine on this face was sloppy, and the slightest mistake or omission would have a lifelong impact on people.

Thinking of this, Lu Yunxi suddenly remembered the person in the pharmacy that day.

He seemed to know a thing or two about the pharmacology.

I don't know why, Lu Yunxi looked at his eyes, and believed in him a little more in his heart, and the ghost came to this apricot forest pavilion again.

Today, the young man is gone, but the person at the front desk is an old man with gray hair.

Lu Yunxi saluted and asked, "Shopkeeper, where is your apprentice?"

"Apprentice, I don't have any apprentices. The old man said as he weighed the herbs.

"There is no apprentice......" Lu Yunxi muttered, who was that that day? Could it be that the little guy in the store?" ”

The old man raised his head, glanced at Lu Yunxi, and said slowly, "You're talking about my master, right?"

"You, your master?" The old man in front of him looked like he was over the sixtieth birthday, wasn't his master a centenarian?

"Well, listening to what you said, it should be my master, Si Tingyan. The old man spoke slowly.