"This is a special thing over there in Baichu."

Xuan Heng explained to Shen Qingci, "At first, when I ate it, the taste was a little rushing, but when this taste passed, you would find that there would be another flavor rising from it. ”

Shen Qingci still wrinkled her face, it was actually very unpalatable, if it weren't for the rules she had always had, she really wanted to vomit.

After waiting for a while, her face finally stretched, and then she could slowly feel the corners of her lips rising.

Then she took another bite, and it was indeed like what Brand Heng said, this taste is really delicious, and it will be a very wonderful taste, or it may be because the front is too unpalatable, so when you eat it later, this taste becomes more and more obvious.

In a while, she had already finished eating what she was holding in her hand, to be honest, it was really a little bit of an aftertaste, and when it was tomorrow, she asked Mo Li to buy some for her, and sit at home and eat it slowly.

There are too many people here, and when she left, she was still worried about it, so she didn't get bumped into it.

Suddenly, Xuan Heng stopped his steps and looked at the place behind him.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingci asked strangely, "But what's wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

Branding Heng arranged her hair, then took her hand, and led them to his house, but the smile on the corner of his lips was hidden for some reason.

He always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes behind him, and he lowered his head and looked at Shen Qingci, who was holding a bunch of things.

couldn't help but smile, it was a long time since she was so happy.

There are still a lot of people around, and their simple faces are also smiling, and even the wind at this time seems to be a little warmer.

If there is no war in the future, how good it will be, it will be so ordinary, whether it is the Northern Qi, Baichu, or the Great Zhou, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, peace and contentment, and it is not a peaceful event.

On the ninth day of November, auspicious, it is advisable to open.

On the bustling street, a series of firecrackers suddenly sounded, and people who liked to see the excitement gathered around, wanting to know what was going on over there and how it was so lively.

When they arrived, they all smelled a faint and cold fragrance, after smelling, it was refreshing, and unconsciously felt a shock to the spirit, many people were closed their eyes, wanting to smell more of these fragrances, but also afraid that if they didn't smell more, maybe for a while, they really couldn't smell such a subtle fragrance.

"A pint of incense, is it a pint of incense?" I don't know who shouted, such excitement, all of them are moved to tears.

The temperature here is low all year round, everything here is good, but there is one less feature, not anything else, or the local area is not like other places, can bloom all kinds of flowers, so the people here have an inexplicable attachment to spices.

According to legend, the spices of a pint of incense are made by the gods, and each flavor of incense has its own unique fragrance, even if it is a powerful perfumer, it is impossible to crack its formula, that is, it is the same taste, the same color, but it is still not a fragrance of a pint of incense, a pint of incense is unique.

And spices that are fragrant are sometimes hard to find.

At this time, many pairs of eyes were glowing, and in the meantime, I don't know if it was the merchants of Baichu and Northern Qi who also found a way to make a lot of money.

Yipinxiang opened on this day, almost all of them were a sensation in the city, and the most people who entered it, the guests were equivalent to the merchants, and the people may yearn for spices, but spices must be some dispensable things, so what they were doing just now, and what are they still doing?

But for merchants, this is silver, an innumerable amount of silver.

In the end, there were many people who entered the shop, and no one could count them, but they knew that Shen Qingci had prepared spices for nearly three months, and almost all of them were about to be sold short.

Because she said that as long as the merchants of Baichu and Northern Qi came over, they would give them as much as they wanted, and their silver would be earned by themselves, or they would earn it mercilessly.

When night came, there were already two treasurers who were counting the accounts of the day, one by one, and it was hard to imagine that this was not a month's account, nor a half-month's account, but a day's account.

"Childe, the account has been calculated," the shopkeeper took the account book to the brand, both of them were carefully cultivated by the brand, and they were prepared for the future Yipinxiang, and they also knew the foundation of things like spices.

It's also thanks to the fact that the brand balance is really a bit prescient, otherwise, just this shopkeeper may also become a troublesome thing.

Yipinxiang has too many accounts in January, and it is impossible for them to know all the accounts if they are not cronies.

"Take a look," Jiang Hengyu handed the account book in his hand to Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci took it, and then with a snap, she put the account book on the table.

"I want to be absent," Shen Qingci stood up, and also walked into her room, she closed the door, and then suddenly picked up Miao Miao, and she was also happy to lie on the bed and roll several times.

"Miaomiao, so Miaomiao, do you know how many taels of silver we have earned today?"

"I'll tell you, 1.3 million taels, more than 1 million taels."

"One million taels a day, and a month down, isn't there tens of millions of taels, excluding military spending, excluding the eldest sister and eldest brother's share, I may be earning millions of taels in a year, you say I'm not going to earn a gold and silver mountain?"

It's no wonder, in such a small place, it can earn nearly half of the Huang family's property, she used to feel a little unlikely, and thought it was due to the Huang family's exaggeration, but it turned out to be not an exaggeration.

Sure enough, earning the silver of other countries is much happier than earning the silver of the Great Zhou people.

The door outside opened, and a faint fragrance entered, and it was strange to arrive, and the brand was also in a pile of spices, if it was replaced by someone else, he might be more or less dyed with some miscellaneous incense, but he had never been dyed with any incense, which was also strange.

Xuan Heng came over, sat down as well, and then gently stroked her hair as if comforting Miaomiao, "Will it be difficult?" ”

"No," Shen Qingci turned over, also pillowed on his lap, "It's not hard at all, with Mo and their gang, we can make a lot of spices in one day." ”

And what she said is not exaggerating, and of course she is not modest.