Lipstick is available everywhere and isn't a particularly unusual thing, but if you want to sell it for a good price, you have to make it different from other things. Otherwise, it will only be sold at the same or even lower price than those who are not among the public.

There is a very unique thing added to the lipstick made by Evening Song, which can make the lipstick not dry and become more moisturized.

After all the lipstick condensed, Song Jiu took out two delicate small wooden boxes out of nowhere, and there were some green bamboo huts carved on them.

When the box was opened, the bottom plank was shallow with four small holes. I don't know what he used to polish it, but it looks very round and not rough.

Song Jiu chose four different colors of lipstick and put them next to each other into the four small holes in the box, the size was just right.

"How?" Song Jiu handed it to the evening song and asked her to take a look.

Thinking about the bottle I had yesterday, and then looking at the delicate lipstick on my hand now, I don't know how many times the lipstick, I suddenly felt ashamed. But when you dress it up like this, it really looks like that, at least you can see at a glance that this thing is not cheap.

"Beautiful." Wan Ge couldn't put it down and hugged the box, she didn't want to sell it, she wanted to keep it for herself, it was so beautiful.

"However, if it looks so good, will those people buy it?" Originally, she didn't think about these things, but now that Song Jiu decorated it, it didn't look like it was used by ordinary people, so she was a little worried that someone would buy it?

"Ruan Kee's ready-to-wear clothes and fabrics sell a lot of money, and there are still people rushing to buy them." Song Yu also filled another wooden box with four different colors of lipstick, and calmly told Wange that he had never thought of selling these things cheaply.

He didn't want to let Wange work too hard, she needed more rest now. If the price is low, then it is necessary to do more to achieve the effect he expects. It is better to make it more delicate and beautiful, and sell it only to those who can afford it. Of course, it's worth it. After all, you get what you pay for.

Wan Ge closed the lid of the box and handed it to Song Jiu, smiled and said three words: "I believe you." ”

Yes, she doesn't understand business, but she believes in Song Jiu.

Inexplicably, she just felt that as long as Song Jiu opened her mouth, there must be a way and a certainty.

It's true, since Wange showed him something, he had a plan in his heart, that is, whether it will be successful or not depends on tonight.

Thinking about it, Song Jiu put the two boxes into the house and began to cook dinner.

Wan Ge sat next to her and rested, she was not tired, but she had been holding a small clay pot for so long, and her arms, shoulders and elbows were a little sore.

"Are you going out hunting tonight?" Wan Ge shook his elbow and asked Song Jiu, who was chopping vegetables.

To be honest, if it weren't for the sudden arrival of the mountain of conscription, they would have lived a very comfortable and leisurely life now.

Think about it, every day I do a little needlework and sit in front of me, and when someone comes, I greet them, and when no one comes, I am busy with myself. The money he earns every day is enough to spend, and sometimes he has a surplus to save up when the business is good. There is no sense of urgency, it is plain and warm.

"I'm not going to hunt tonight, but I'm going out." Song Jiu was cooking the dishes while returning to the evening song.

Originally, when I heard him say that he didn't go hunting, Wan Ge was very happy, but when the next sentence said that he still wanted to go out, he was immediately not happy.

I don't know if it's because I'm pregnant, she always feels that she is a little sticky to Song Jiu now. It's the kind of sitting together even if they do their own things, but as long as he is next to him, he can see people when he turns around at any time, well~ the feeling of being down-to-earth.

Song Ji was busy cooking, so he didn't notice the lost gaze in Wan Ge's eyes. By the time we finished eating and cleaned up, it was almost dark outside.

At this time, the town has basically become quiet, except for some red willow fragrance. This is the case in small towns, where everyone seems to follow the principle of sunrise and sunset. When it got dark, everyone almost went back to their homes, and the streets suddenly became a lot deserted.

Of course, there are deserted nature and lively places. For example, men love to go to Willow Lane, which is the gentle hometown of men. There are beautiful, tender, and cold women with different styles, and it is like being surrounded by a hundred flowers, so that you don't want to go back to your home. In addition to this, there is another place that is also lively all night long, and that is the Fu Ji Gambling House.

There are no more charming young ladies here, some are just a group of red-eyed men. Passing by outside the Fu Ji, you can hear the voices of the people inside shouting at the top of their voices.

These two places are the only places in the town that are lively day and night, and there are only a lot more people who go in, but there are also many people who have broken their homes because of their perennial wandering.

Tonight, Song Jiu turned out his best clothes and rubbed them upside down.

Song Jiu's appearance is not bad, although he does not belong to the kind of amazing eyes, but he is also a good-looking type with cold eyebrows and a high nose bridge. It's just that he neglects to take care of it on weekdays, and he becomes a rough man. Now that he has packed up and changed into decent clothes, he looks very imposing, and you can't help but want to listen to him when he stands there without speaking.

Wan Ge watched from the side, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, but when he thought about it, he should really clean up and talk about business, and he should not lose in his temperament, so as not to be underestimated and depressed. She still understands these truths.

After cleaning up, Song Jiu brought the box with lipstick. He told Wange that he would come back as soon as possible and let her rest early.

Of course, if he comes back and finds that Wange is sleeping late again like last night, then Wange won't do anything from now on.

Wan Ge touched her nose with a little weakness and said that she would go to bed earlier, and besides, she didn't do that every day.

"Then I'm leaving."

"Hmm." The evening song sent the people to the door, and after watching the people leave, he closed the door and went back to the house to rest. After working so long in the afternoon, she was still a little tired, so she was too lazy to do embroidery tonight, and went to bed early to rest after listening to Song Jiu's words.

After Song Jiu went out, he took the box and went to Liuxiang, one of the most lively places in the town.

It is worthy of the gold cave, where the string of lanterns hangs high and bright as day, and several scantily clad beautiful women in front of the building gently shake their fans, or shake the fragrant handkerchiefs in their hands, and attract guests with a coquettish smile.

The men hugged the beautiful girl and laughed and entered the building.

When Song Jiu approached, a woman came here with a silk and a soft waist. When he was far away, he smelled the smell that was a little nastic, and he couldn't help but frown a little disgusted and moved to the side to ask her not to get closer, and he couldn't stand the smell.

The woman's face froze, and she froze in place, and she didn't go back when she stepped forward.

She probably had never seen anyone so incomprehensible. You must know that none of the people who come here are here to have fun. It's like Song Jiu, people still tell her to stop and not approach.

Hearing the low laughter of some little sisters next to her, the woman glared at Song Jiu in annoyance, and turned around to greet the other guests.

With a precedent, the women standing at the door didn't bother to greet Song Jiu.

The person who is staying here is not a fiery eye, and when he looks at Song Jiu, he is not the kind of rich person, and he is also a thorn in the face of disgust just now. Who wants to greet such a person!

Song Jiu was also happy to be idle, and walked into the flower building alone with his things.

The outside of the building is already very lively, but the inside is even worse, a piece of luxury and erosion. Unlike those men who hug left and right and enjoy the intimate care of the beauties, Song Jiu's stomach looks particularly out of place when he stands alone in it, as if he broke in by mistake.

When Song Jiu was thinking about how to meet the person in charge here, a girl next to him took the initiative to send him to the door.

The woman in the scarlet dress walked over with a smile: "What kind of person is the son." Then he smiled lightly and scolded the sisters at the door for not showing them the way or anything.

"A private room." After Song Yu finished speaking, he took out a tael of silver from his arms and threw it to her.

"Childe, please come with me." Su Rou put away the silver and walked in front and took Song Jiu to the second floor, probably because she saw that Song Jiu didn't like her to lean too closely, so she was always two steps away from Song Jiu.

I have to say that the people inside are indeed more capable of coming to things and behaving in the world than the people outside.

"Childe, please." Su Rou pushed the door open.

As soon as the door is pushed open, there is a four-fold landscape screen, and behind the screen is a pineapple round table, on which is a delicate incense burner, and a faint cold fragrance wafts out from it, and the smell only feels refreshing and comfortable. On the left side of the round table is a curtain door with jade beads, and behind it is a small round table. There is a guqin on it, and there are some pipa, bamboo flutes and other musical instruments next to it, which can be seen to be used for the girls here to play.

There are some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall in the room, although they are not from famous teachers, but they are not bad. In general, compared with the red silk gaudy outside, this private room is very elegant and pleasing to the eye, which has the meaning of literati elegance.

Song Jiu walked around and looked around the room.

"Childe, please have tea." Su Rou poured a cup of tea and handed it to Song Jiu with both hands.

Song Jiu took it and sat on the chair and took a sip, looking a little lacking in interest.

Su Rou's eyes flashed, and then she walked to the guqin and sat down, stretching out her white and slender fingers to caress and play. The clear and clear sound of the piano is like the gurgling spring water in the mountains, with some lightness and graceful listening.

Song Jiu put the box on the table, leaned on the stool with his legs crossed and closed his eyes.

At the end of the song, Su Rou stood up: "See and laugh." ”

Song Jiu slowly opened his eyes, looked at her, and praised her for playing well.

"Childe praised it, but the carving insect skills are not elegant." Su Rou smiled and opened the bead curtain and walked over, sat next to Song Jiu, her eyes fell on the delicate wooden box he placed on the table, and said casually as if curious: "Childe, this wooden box is delicate and beautiful." ”