Fu Yuanling guessed well, even if Wang Jinyuan went to sue, Mrs. Tai did not call her to reprimand, so that when the two met in the afternoon, Wang Jinyuan's nose was not a nose, and her eyes were not eyes.

So what?

Fu Yuanling only treated her as a convulsion.

Anyway, in a few days, the Changping Marquis Mansion will not come to pick up people, and there will be times when their mother and daughter will be embarrassed.

Fu Yuanling read Qiao Anyi's letter, knew the current progress, and pondered that his business in Shangjing would have to be rearranged.

Before, I didn't want Pingning Bofu to interfere too much in their own affairs, but now that they have the word righteous business given by God, even if the people of Bofu have any ideas, they don't seem to ask for it blatantly like in a dream.

That being the case, she naturally won't wronged herself, and the rouge gouache thing she said before, since the words came out, she should promise to let the steward in her shop send some samples.

Things are going on one after another, and Fu Yuanling is really idle, and a few girls around him are busy, but Yuanli ran out three or four times a day.

In the evening of the next day, he got a letter that his caravan was about to arrive in Shangjing.

Fu Yuanling has been worrying about this matter these days, when Uncle Cheng left with the caravan, her mother had just died of illness, and now it has been more than half a year, she is afraid of any accidents on the road, she has been worried.

After getting the news, Fu Yuanling changed his clothes and went to Mrs. Tai, because Fu Ying was there, Mrs. Tai had been very lively here.

When she came, the room was full.

Su Juan greeted people in kindly, "Big girl, come in, Mrs. Tai just mentioned you." ”

Fu Yuanling smiled kindly, "Oh, what did grandmother ask me to do?" ”

Su Juan glanced inside and said quickly, "Shop." Then he raised his voice, "Mrs., the eldest girl has come to greet you." ”

Fu Yuanling walked in, and he smelled a faint aroma on the end of his nose, and saw eight or nine kinds of rouge on the table, and everyone was talking about something around the table.

Hearing Fu Yuanling come in, he turned his head to look at her in unison.

Fu Yuanling came in and greeted Mrs. Tai first, and said with a smile: "Hey, it's a coincidence today, I was about to talk about this rouge matter, and my grandmother is also fiddling with these here." ”

Mrs. Tai now saw that Fu Yuanling was the shining golden hen, and beckoned to her lovingly, "Sister Ling came just in time, come and see, how about these?" ”

Fu Yuanling raised her feet and walked over and swept over to the table, not very eye-catching, but still made a careful observation, feeling that everyone's eyes fell on her, and then spoke, "Are these the goods from my grandmother's shop?" ”

"It's not, it's your third aunt's, what do you think?" Mrs. Tai said.

The third lady stepped forward and looked at Fu Yuanling, "Sister Ling, just say, I'm not very proficient in these, and I can't see good or bad." ”

The third aunt laughed, the practice of rouge has long been clearly stated in the book, with purple ore dyeing cotton as the top, safflower juice and mountain pomegranate flowers second, to dye residual safflower is the second. These on the table are not bad, they are made by the second method. Fu Yuanling said these things easily, and his soft voice was convincing.

In the past, everyone knew that rouge had to be bought, and they also knew that the high price was of good quality, but they really didn't know how to make it.

Now looking at Fu Yuanling's posture of looking at these things without much look, it is obvious that she has something better there.