Lin Wanbai is a person who does what she says, so after she made up her mind, she began to implement it.

She cut the incense into small pieces that were one inch wide and one inch high, and then wrapped them in oiled paper and put them in baskets.

"Mother, I'm out, I want to take good care of the house at home."

After seven or eight days, Lin Wanbai's foot injury has completely healed, and he no longer has to be called lame by the shopkeeper.

Aunt Zhao cleaned up the pastries for her, and said with some anxiety: "Wan'er, do you really want to go to the street alone to shout and sell?" ”

You must know that her Wan'er, but the girl of the Lin family, is now reduced to selling on the street, and her heart has long been twisted, but Lin Wanbai doesn't care at all.

Filling your stomach is a priority.

Because Lin Wanbai has experience in selling, she and her roommates participated in the flea market trading week in college, and they also achieved good results.

With a basket on her shoulder, she walked to the bazaar, circled it, and then squatted down in the corner next to the rouge shop.

Since her target customers are girls who love beauty, the probability of meeting them in the rouge shop is the largest.

She found an open space to sit down, then put out all the balms, and made a beautiful bouquet of begonia flowers to set aside the atmosphere.

"Balm, the best balm, come and take a look, take a look, free for free, give it away for free."

Lin Wanbai shouted at the endless crowd in front of him, thinking that all the free things would be sold out soon.

But......

She had been shouting here for nearly half an hour, and no one paid any attention to her except for an old woman who had stopped in front of her.

Maybe everyone thinks that free pies are not so delicious.

"It's for nothing, there won't be this store in this village anymore."

Lin Wanbai held her chin, chewed the pastries made by Aunt Zhao, and said weakly.

It seems that she has to change her strategy.

After eating, Lin Wanbai went to the grocery store next to her to buy a kerosene lamp and bought a small copper dish. She scrapes off a small piece of balm, places it on a small copper dish, and lights a kerosene lamp, using the heat to speed up the diffusion of molecules.

Then don't forget to fan the wind with a folding fan.

"Come and take a look, Mei Jiao Niang, Jiao Jiao'e, come and have a look."

I have to say that the perfume record is really powerful, even a layman like Lin Wanbai can make such a rich and not greasy balm.

This trick worked very well, and in a few moments, half of the street was filled with fragrance, and everyone looked over to see a delicate-looking but ordinarily dressed woman sitting on the steps, shaking the paper fan in her hand.

One after another, people came up to ask, although they are mainly young ladies and young women, but there is no shortage of big rough men, who want to buy them to make the family happy.

"What is this, why does it smell so good?"

A young woman who was dressed fairly well stepped forward, pinched a piece and asked.

"This is fresh palace incense, if the Lin family shop sells it, it will be at least three taels."

Lin Wanbai saw that a guest came to the door, and smiled so sweetly that he didn't forget to make a comparison.

"Just like you, can you make Miyanaka incense?"

That's the best quality, and when you can stop in front of the hawkers, you just want to buy a bargain, and no one believes it when you say it's expensive.

"If you don't believe it, I'll give it to you for free, and if you like it, it's not too late to buy it again."

Lin Wanbai didn't want to make money today, so his tone was very generous, and with a wave of his hand, he directly sent out the palace incense worth three taels in the Lin family's shop.

"It's really fake, shouldn't it be something harmful?"

It seems that there are still many people who dare to ask for free things.

Lin Wanbai is not in a hurry, there are so many visitors, not everyone is timid.

She put down the paper fan, made a gesture to snatch it back from the young woman's hand, and muttered unhappily: "I'm a cheap neighbor at a loss, and by the way, make a name, since you want to say this, take it back." ”

Seeing that Lin Wanbai stretched out her hand to go back more, the young woman subconsciously withdrew her hand and said with a smile: "This little baby is good-tempered, and she doesn't say a lot about business." ”

Typical love of greed for small and cheap.

Lin Wanbai sighed in her heart, guests are guests after all, through their mouths, she can be regarded as earning.

"Okay, I'll wrap it up for you, and if you think it's useful, don't forget to tell the neighbors."

The onlookers next to him, seeing that Lin Wanbai really wrapped the balm, stepped forward one after another, holding a piece in his hand, and asked suspiciously, "You really don't want money?" ”

"If you want to give it, it's okay to give it, four hundred yuan a piece."

I grinded it for her for a long time, stirred it for a long time, and let the tongue of fire roast her face for a long time, and a piece of balm earned one hundred and thirty Wen, Lin Wanbai didn't feel that she was black-hearted.

When the big rough man on the side heard Lin Wanbai say this, he became anxious, he worked for a long time, and he couldn't earn fifty yuan a day.

"So, it's not for nothing."

Lin Wanbai sighed, wrapped it neatly, and then handed it out one by one, feeling that this was not the way.

Rich people are naturally helping the familiar store, only those who love to be greedy and cheap will look at here, it is difficult to guarantee that they will be a hundred after they use up, and they want to come to the door for the second time.

In addition, perfume was originally a thing used by nobles, where are the ordinary people willing to buy it, even if they buy it, they will save it, and they can't use it for a few months.

Is she really going to starve to death?

"Bring me a piece too."

The crowd gradually dispersed, Lin Wanbai looked at the sparse pieces in the basket, and was about to pack it back, when she heard someone calling her.

She looked up, slightly surprised.

Because the person who came was Gu Yuan, a maid of the Lin family, and Lin Manlu's person.

Lin Wanbai glanced at her, didn't say anything, just wrapped a piece and stuffed it into her hand.

Gu Yuan sniffed through the oil paper, and asked with some surprise: "Is this the incense in the palace?" ”

"The girl has a good nose."

Lin Wanbai smiled, the maid who could serve in the Lin Mansion also knew a little about spices, not to mention that it was Lin Manlu's person, and it was impossible to do it without two hands.

Gu Yuan opened his hand and touched it, looked at Lin Wanbai, his tone was very ordinary, the woman in front of him was no longer her master, there was no need to be respectful; In fact, even if she is still her master, she doesn't necessarily have a good tone.

"How do you sell it?"

Lin Wanbai didn't want to talk to her about money, but there was no reason to get along with the silver, so she replied, "Four hundred Wen." ”

Gu Yuan didn't say anything, directly took out a string of copper plates, put them in the basket, then looked at Lin Wanbai, and asked again: "You did this yourself?" ”

There are not many incense shops in the palace that can make incense, and the price is not low, and 400 Wen is probably the lowest price.

If Lin Wanbai makes the business bigger, the palace incense of all the incense shops in the capital will not be sold.

Lin Wanbai thought for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said, "How ridiculous are your words, how can someone from the Lin family not be?" ”

Gu Yuan listened, his eyes were a little evasive, but he didn't say anything after all, and turned to leave.

"Looks like trouble is coming to you again."

Lin Wanbai said to herself while cleaning up, there are some things that she can't dodge if she wants to, and in fact, she doesn't want to hide either.

Because the Lin family still owes her a lot of things, such as a life, who killed the main owner of the body; For example, one explanation is that he clearly wrote a perfume book, but he was thought to be unable to make perfumes.