In the stove room, Song Yu asked Song Jiu to stand there, rubbing his head and feet on the ground and not daring to say anything.

The meat that has just been put in the pot next to it wafts the smell of hooking people on the stove, but the dish is out of the pot, but the fire in the stove has not been completely extinguished, and there is a snapping sound from time to time, and the pot will be spicy after a while.

Song Ji turned around and poured oil into the pot, and as soon as he looked away, Wan Ge suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.

When the oil in the pot was spicy, Song Jiu picked up the beaten egg next to him and poured it in.

The eggs suddenly made a sizzling sound when they came out of the pot, followed by a burst of fragrance. This made the evening song, who didn't have dinner, smell the stomach gurgling, and be hungry.

I added two scoops of water to the pot to boil the soup, and when it opened, I poured down the vegetable leaves next to it, and the evening song swallowed saliva when I saw it next to it. I'm hungry~

Song Jiu turned around and saw Wan Ge's greedy appearance: "Hungry? ”

Wange nodded, not hungry, very hungry.

"Want to eat?"

"Hmm." The evening song responded, but I silently felt that something was wrong in my heart.

Sure enough, as soon as she responded to Song Jiu's request, she put the soup on the table and said that she was not in a hurry first, and talked about last night's events first.

That posture, it seems that the evening song is not easy to explain, and I can't eat this meal today.

"I didn't intend to hide it from you." Wan Ge said and walked to the side of the cupboard, took out a small ceramic jar from it and put it in front of Song Jiu.

Wan Ge raised her eyebrows and said to him, "Open it and take a look." There was unconcealed joy and pride in his words, as if it was her amazing work in front of him.

The porcelain jar is small and very ordinary, just like the jar for tea leaves on weekdays.

Could it be that the tea leaves are loaded here?

Song Jiu opened the lid and looked: "Rouge? ”

"Yes and no." Wan Ge sat down, reached out and took the jar and wiped it a little from it and wiped it on the back of his hand, a brilliant red appeared on the back of his hand, the color was like a woman's wedding clothes, ml beautiful.

"Is it pretty?" Wan Ge asked Song Jiu.

"Beautiful." Song Jiu nodded, but in fact, he wasn't very interested in these things, and he didn't understand them very well, but he just felt that this color looked okay.

However, since Wan Ge asked so, he also answered pleasantly.

"I balded the roses in the yard last night and made this grease. Of course, it can also be applied as rouge gouache, both? ”

As the saying goes, whoever earns the best silver in the world is the rich lady and lady.

Women love beauty by nature, and for the sake of beauty, they are willing to spend money.

This lipid is in good color and has a little rose fragrance, not to mention how good it looks on the lips.

"I can also get other colors, but there are no other flowers in the yard, so I can only get this one out first." Wange covered the lid and said that when the time came, he would take it out and set up a stall to sell, and he believed that it would be sold at a good price.

At least she knew that there was a Xiangji in the big city, and it sold rouge water powder cream. Not to mention the number of things, they are very expensive.

The cheapest one costs ten taels of silver, but even so, every time there is a new product in the shop, there are still many people queuing up to grab it, for fear that it will be gone if it is late.

Just like the Ruan Kee ready-to-wear shop in the town, the clothes and fabrics in it are sold so expensive, but they are liked by people, and ordinary people who want such a piece will not be envied by many little girls when they wear it.

For this reason, some people even save money and have to scrape together enough money to buy.

Therefore, women's things are often the easiest to sell.

"I don't expect anything, I just hope that someone can buy it and share it for you." After that, Wan Ge wiped the lipstick off the back of his hand with a handkerchief.

In the end, she has no hope, and she is not good at saying how much she can sell, she only hopes that it can be like braised meat, someone will buy it, and she will be satisfied.

Song Jiu picked up the jar, opened it, looked at it carefully, and sniffed it again. The taste is actually quite good, and the light fragrance is very comfortable.

He rubbed his fingers on the jar, pondering for a long time to let Wange eat first, as for the matter of buying and selling, he had to think again.

As soon as she heard that she could eat, Wan Ge couldn't wait to eat with a bowl of rice, she was really hungry.

Song Jiu couldn't help but look at her gobbling up, knocked on the person's head, and asked her viciously if she would dare to go to bed so late next time, and then go to bed in the morning without eating.

Wange replied very vaguely, I didn't dare to dare anymore, but my subordinates quickly ate vegetables, and it was not good to delay for a while.

"Eat slowly." Song Jiu shook her head and added a bowl of soup to the person, afraid that she would choke if she was in a hurry.

After the meal, Song Jiu seriously talked to Wange about the grease.

He asked Wan Ge to get out all the colors she could make first, and as for whether she could sell it, she didn't care, and left the rest to him.

Of course, this is also the meaning of the evening song.

Doing business or something, she's really not good at it.

Song Ji asked Wange to list the things she needed, and he would go out to buy them later, and he wouldn't open the door to do business in the afternoon.

In fact, there are not many things used to make lipstick, the most important thing is flowers. It's better to get less than to be whole, but if you want too much, you have to think of a way.

Wan Ge chose four flowers of different colors at this time and made a list of the items needed. She didn't dare to write too much, and now the family's money is very tight, and she has to save some money.

Song Jiu glanced at it: "Cheng, I'll go out and buy it now." He folded the list and put it in his arms, took some money and went out to buy it.

After people went out, the evening song that was full of energy just now suddenly withered, and kept yawning and rubbing their eyes.

The fifth watch is only sleepy, how can you not be sleepy!

The roses in the yard have been bald, and the new ones haven't been bought yet, so they can't get them even if they want to.

Yawned again, and Wange couldn't hold back to go back to the house and sleep.

Most of the things used to make lipstick can be easily bought, but the fresh flowers are a little difficult to do.

What he wants to do is to buy and sell for a long time, and naturally he can't buy piecemeal. He asked many people to learn that there was a family surnamed Zhou in Yongjia Township, and they planted more than ten acres of flower fields.

Send flowers and plants to the courtyards of wealthy merchants and wealthy families in some towns around here. If Song Jiu wants more different kinds of flowers, he can go there and have a look.

In addition, he also inquired about some flower farmers in addition to the Zhou family. However, those are all petty fights, and they are far less planted than the Zhou family.

After inquiring clearly, Song Jiu also had an idea in his heart, and went back with the things he had bought.

He actually cares about the Zhou family, but it's not appropriate to go to the Zhou family now.

He'll have to wait, wait for the evening song to get the things out, and see how they look. Then he can take those finished products to negotiate business, so that it is more secure.

When things are done, with quicksilver at hand, you can better go to Zhou's house to talk about cooperation.

Otherwise, if you go now, you will be regarded as a bad businessman who is a white wolf with empty words.

Speaking of which, he is still a little looking forward to what kind of surprise the evening song will bring to him.

When he went back, he saw that Wange was sleeping, so Song Jiu put the things on the cabinet first. He didn't know what to do with the lipstick, and he was afraid that the flowers he bought would not be able to be used, so he fetched a bucket of water, stuck the flowers in the water one by one, and put them in a cool place.

There are only a few of them, and if there are too many, there will be no place to put them.

Looking at the bucket full of flowers, Song Jiu frowned, and then poured around in the stove room, looking for a carving knife, hammer and some wood that had been turned out of nowhere and sat at the door to knock and sharpen something.

When I woke up, I had what I wanted on the cabinet. She got up and looked at them one by one, especially when she saw those few lipstick jars painted with lotus flowers and lotus pods, which were really beautiful, and they couldn't put it down in the future.

Thinking about those different colors of lipstick, I don't know how many times better than the jar I found last night.

If it used to be able to sell only 10 wen, now it can sell 100 wen.

It really responds to the sentence that people rely on clothes, horses, and saddles, and with good porcelain jars, the lipfat can also be doubled several times.

Wan Ge carried her things to the stove room, where she saw delicate blooming flowers soaked in water.

One word - beauty.

After appreciating, the evening song will not be delayed. Ruthlessly, the flowers that are blooming their most beautiful moments are plucked, and they are put into a sieve to wash and dry.

The sun is shining, and it will take a while to dry the water on it.

If you want to make a good lipstick, flower oil is indispensable. It can be said that the more expensive lipstick is probably this flower oil.

It's a little too late to make flower oil now, so she asked Song Jiu to buy some ready-made ones, and then also bought some things to make sesame oil.

Ready-made ones are more expensive than making them yourself, but fortunately, you don't buy much.

Let's use it today, and then talk about it, and when she makes her own flower oil, it will be fine.

To make flower oil, you have to make flower wine first, take some of the wine that Song Jiu drinks on weekdays and burn it into a slight soup, and then put cloves, herbs and cotton in it to soak. It's going to take a day and a night, so it's too late for the time being.

After soaking the flower wine, she went out to look at the dried petals. Wait until the water droplets on the top are almost dripping. She first took the roses into the house and mashed them, straining the juice out with gauze.

The thick rose juice was poured into a small clay pot, and the flower oil was added and put on the oil lamp to boil slowly. This is also to make less, to get more, you have to change the pot, change the fire.

The fire of the oil lamp is small, and it has to be boiled for a while to get it right. It's not easy to get one.

In the same way, when she had made all the flowers into lipstick, the sun was setting outside, and her elbows were aching.

But fortunately, the hard work paid off, and she finished it. It's also a loss that Song Jiu bought a few more jars of lipstick, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fit it.

Looking at the small ten porcelain jars on the table, now just wait for the fat in them to solidify, and the fat will be done.

Wan Ge rubbed her sore shoulder, and couldn't help but look forward to what it would be like when she applied it to her lips.

At this time, Song Jiu also came in, and saw that the table was full of porcelain jars of different colors: "Done?" ”

"Hmm. Now wait for it to cool and solidify. ”