Chapter 3 The Way to Make Money
"Bright? β
Xiaolan felt a little strange, and quickly found a bronze mirror, and when she saw herself in the mirror, she was completely stunned.
The smooth and glowing skin is a few years younger out of thin air, as if it is not his own. Especially the fragrance that she had never smelled before, which made her even more intoxicated.
"What the hell is this, sir? How can it be so effective? β
Xiaolan's body trembled slightly because she was too excited, and she even spoke with a trill.
Seeing her react so much, Zhao Yi sighed with emotion in his heart, the loss was just a bottle of treasure, if you had used Maybelline, LancΓ΄me, and Benefit, you wouldn't faint with excitement?
It is also said that it is a woman's nature to love beauty, but unfortunately the cosmetics that women in this era can access are too limited, and most of them have great side effects. The saddest thing is that, unlike the Tang Dynasty's strange aesthetics of being fat, the aesthetic vision of the Eastern Han Dynasty was closest to that of later generations.
Whether it is the palace or a large family, the standard of collecting women is in accordance with 'long and bewitching, beautiful and beautiful', to put it bluntly, she has black hair, a pretty face, dark and slender eyebrows, long thighs, and an elegant posture. The four little girls of Meilan Zhuju all meet these standards, and if they are modified with some cosmetics from later generations, they are definitely first-class beauties.
Looking at Xiao Ju's dry face that had never used skin care products, Zhao Yi couldn't help but sigh for a while, it was really a tyrannical thing, so he simply touched her a little. It doesn't matter if it's a touch, Zhao Yi felt that his ears were about to be blown up, and the two girls jumped and screamed excitedly, as if they were stunned.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ju, the girl, didn't know what was wrong, turned her head and ran away, and when she came back, she held a fist-sized cloth bag in her hand and handed it to Zhao Yi.
"Master, this is the reward that the slave maid has received over the years, there are a hundred plants, can the lord help the slave and maid buy a bottle of treasure?"
In order to be beautiful, a woman can go bankrupt, Zhao Yi has seen too many examples of this in his previous life, and he has long been used to it. But this big treasure was crossed over with Zhao Yi, the only one in the world, and it is difficult to climb to the sky if you want to make another bottle. But looking at the money bag in Xiao Ju's hand, Zhao Yi hesitated again, and a voice appeared in his mind to keep reminding him: "What I lack most now is money, because of a bottle of treasure, someone takes the initiative to stuff money into his hand, isn't this a business opportunity?" β
Zhao Yi glanced down at the dry corn cobs that had crossed with him in the pile of debris. As long as you grow this corn cob, the sweet taste and amazing yield will definitely make you rich and steep. But the problem is that there are too few corn seeds, and it takes too long to plant and expand the number of seeds. By the time the corn is enough for self-production, I am afraid that I will have starved to death several times. And the business opportunities of cosmetics seem to be able to solve the urgent need.
The purchasing agent has to develop a time-travel machine first, and Zhao Yi, a scumbag who failed high school physics, still counts. If you can't buy on behalf of you, then there is only one way, make your own!
Zhao Yi's eyes lit up, and he didn't accept Xiaoju's money bag, but said excitedly: "Ju'er, quickly find Li Si!" β
Zhao Yi failed to pass the chemical, but he also knew that a lot of extracts and synthetics were needed to make cosmetics in later generations, and it was impossible to do it by relying on current means. So I plan to start with the lowest level of entry, to make essential oil hydrosols, mainly by distillation and condensation. The raw materials are nothing more than distilled water and flower petals.
"My lord, are you looking for me?" Moments later, Lees appeared in the doorway.
Zhao Yi got straight to the point: "Li Si, you immediately take all the uninjured soldiers in the city now, go out of the city to help me find something, as long as I am satisfied, I will give you a lot of the head money for your brave killing of the enemy last night." β
Originally, Li Si already felt that the matter of head money was no fun, after all, in addition to Zhao Yi's arrogant and lascivious name, he also had a characteristic that he was very stingy. Now Zhao Yi promised to pay the head money, which made Li Si quite surprised, and hurriedly raised his head and asked, "What do you want?" β
"Chrysanthemum."
"Chrysanthemum?" Li Si was stunned for a moment, his face was full of incomprehension: "What do you want chrysanthemums for?" β
Zhao Yi glanced at him: "If you want to pick it, you can pick it, there is so much nonsense, remember, the more the better, if you pick less, don't blame me for the debt!" β
Li Si didn't know what Zhao Yi was doing, and he couldn't ask why, so he could only do it.
Zhao Yi, on the other hand, took advantage of this time to ask the servants to prepare two large iron pots, as well as bamboo pipes and cold water tanks needed for distillation. At sunset, Lees almost slaughtered the wild chrysanthemums outside the city, filling five bags of marijuana and carrying them all to the backyard. Watching Zhao Yi pour the petals into the iron pot, add water, and boil at high temperature, Li Si became more and more incomprehensible.
"My lord, aren't you making chrysanthemum tea?"
"What a look, I'm obviously printing money, okay?"
"Printing money? My lord, I'm getting more and more confused. β
Li Si stood by and watched Zhao Yi sweating profusely, he didn't understand, and he couldn't help, so he simply went to Cheng Yin to ask for head money. When he told Cheng Yin about this, Cheng Yin was also confused, and he didn't know what Zhao Yi was doing. However, according to Cheng Yin's understanding of Zhao Yi, this person can always surprise him, so he let him fiddle.
After four hours of high-temperature boiling, the essence is separated from the distilled water, and then enters the bamboo tube in the state of water vapor, and then enters the tank filled with cold water by the bamboo tube, which forms a liquid state due to the temperature difference, and finally flows into the clay pot prepared in advance, so that the simplest plant essential oil hydrosol is made.
This all-natural, additive-free essential oil hydrosol is absolutely top-grade even in future generations. Zhao Yi found the four girls of Meilan Zhuju and smeared a little on their faces. After it is fully absorbed, the dry skin immediately becomes supple, and the four girls excitedly shout magically.
It took Zhao Yi a whole night to distill all the five sacks of chrysanthemums, and almost all the clay pots in the house were used by Zhao Yi to fill essential oils. Once you have the finished product, the next priority is to find a market.
Nowadays, the Yellow Turban cholera, all forces take this opportunity to support the army and self-respect, exploit the people, and the common people live in misery, how can they have spare money to buy luxury goods. Therefore, Zhao Yi aimed the spearhead at dignitaries.
As the saying goes, if you can't bear the child, you can't catch the wolf, Zhao Yi asked Xiaoju to go to the market to buy a batch of small pottery urns, loaded sixteen urns, and gave them to the landlords in the city.
Xiao Ju was a little reluctant, holding the pottery urn and refusing to leave.
"Master, these hydrosols have a miraculous effect, and after using them, it makes people feel like they have changed their faces, and they can be several years younger. Even the best makeup powder in the palace is probably not as good as one-tenth of hydrosol, and a casual pottery urn can be sold for 100 baht, how can you give it away for nothing. Didn't you say it, the most important thing to lack right now is money. β
Zhao Yi stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Ju's head, and said with a smile: "Li is such a reason, but this is not how trading is done." These hydrosols are sold cheaply, and we are at a loss. If it's expensive, people don't necessarily buy it, after all, it's not used, who dares to pay a high price? We have to let people use it first, and we have to leave it before we can make money. β
Xiao Ju's eyes lit up: "Master, do you mean to say that you don't want money first, and when those noble ladies are addicted, they will sell them at a high price?" β
Zhao Yi smiled: "The brain is still bright, as long as you get this thing done for me, I will reward you with a bottle when you come back." β
"Really?! That's great! β
Seeing Xiao Ju leaving, Zhao Yi didn't have time to plan his grand blueprint for becoming a cosmetics tycoon in the future, but he couldn't help but feel a few resentful glances behind him, turned around, and found that Mei Zhulan's three girls were staring at him with big watery eyes.
"The master will only hurt Xiaoju." Xiaomei lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes.
"Sister Ju, she is good-looking, delicate and well-behaved, and she will come to trouble, so she can naturally please the master. We can only learn a little harder. "Xiaozhu's mouth has always been sharp, and his speech has always been a roundabout scolding, and people can't find fault with it. Women are not scary, they are afraid that women are educated.
Xiaolan is the oldest of the four daughters, her father used to be a big official, and the whole family was demoted to slavery because she had seen the world, so she was also arrogant in her bones, holding her chest with her hands, she never said anything, just stared at Zhao Yi quietly with her eyes.
Zhao Yi sweated on his forehead, and hurriedly sent a bottle to each person, for fear of being roasted by the eyes of these little resentful women.
At the same time, Zhao Yi asked people to reclaim a field in the backyard, plant corn seeds, and send people to guard them closely, and no one was allowed to enter without permission except himself. In the coming year, if there is enough corn seeds, the planting area will be expanded, and as long as there is grain, the good days of mixing and waiting for death are not far away.
Since planting corn, Zhao Yi has spent basically all his time in the backyard except for eating and sleeping. Although the soldiers guarding didn't know what was buried underground, they could see that Zhao Yi was busy in the mud every day, and they knew more or less in their hearts that it was not easy to bury things in this backyard.
Zhao Yi suddenly understood the mood of his parents at the beginning, she was pregnant and gave birth in October, and she worked hard to feed adults, and the sense of accomplishment she could get was estimated to be similar to that of looking forward to the germination of corn. It's just that the corn tooth didn't wait, but waited for Li Si, the plague god. When he comes, it will not be good.
"My lord, it's not good, the county government plaque is smashed!"
According to Li Si, the trouble was made by Zhang Dahei, who killed pigs in the east of the city, because he received a few old sows, but he didn't know that these pigs were stolen by pig dealers in the countryside. Collect the dirt in front, smash the plaque and roar again, adding crime to crime, this big black is afraid that it will not be able to eat and walk around.
Zhao Yi frowned slightly: "Enforce the law impartially, Cheng Yin did the right thing, that big black is the first to collect dirt, and the blatant provocation is the last, adding crime to crime, just arrest him and sentence him directly, what are you looking for me for?" β
Li Si wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, panted and said: "My lord, don't you know, this big black man is eight feet tall, his temperament is as fierce as fire, his strength is as strong as an ox, and he has a good martial arts. β
Hearing this, Zhao Yi was angry: "No matter how high the martial arts are, I am afraid of kitchen knives, and I don't understand this reason if I wear a brick and knock it down?" β
Li Si looked embarrassed: "If it's just an ordinary butcher, we will naturally take him in three or two clicks." The problem is that this black man and Liu Xuande, the county magistrate of Anxi County, are righteous brothers! Does Lord Liu Xuande know? With a good ability, he suppressed the Yellow Turban Party around him several times, and Anxi County was able to stay safe and sound, all thanks to his Liu Xuande's contributions. Moreover, he is a descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan. If we easily hurt that black man, Liu Xuande will definitely not give up. β
Zhao Yi is a little blindsided, Liu Xuande? Could it be the one who sells straw sandals? According to the time, he should be twenty-three years old at this time, and there is still some time before he runs away. Thinking of the big black man again, Zhao Yi's head couldn't help but buzz loudly, and exclaimed: "The big black man you are talking about, could it be Zhang Fei?" β