According to what the people of Guqishan said, Jiang Zhimian made a rough estimate.

The number in Xianfeng Qian Zhuang must be at least nine figures.

If there was a Forbes list in ancient times, her master must be in the top ten.

"Anyway, I'm not interested in money, if you like it, just spend it." The people of Guqi Mountain waved their hands indifferently.

After a pause, he added, "You still have to keep a little, otherwise I won't be able to buy these skin care products of yours at that time." ”

Jiang Zhimian returned the token to him with righteous words.

"Master, you should keep your money for your own use, I have my own money."

Although it is not as much as the people of Guqishan, it is their own business.

Besides, if this business becomes bigger in the future, there will be no shortage of money.

"Then I can't buy your stuff?" The people of Guqi Mountain were disappointed.

It's a pity that I can't take a bath.

Jiang Zhimian said, "If the master does me a favor, I will send you a box of new products when I go back, which is very useful, whitening skin care, pure natural and non-irritating, whoever uses it will say that it is good." ”

When others say this, the people of Guqishan may not believe it.

But from the mouth of his beloved disciple, he trusts 100%.

Immediately nodded, "Okay, okay, help if you help, okay, I want a box of new products, I can't miss it." ”

Jiang Zhimian nodded again, promising to do what he said he would.

Then, he took out the things he bought from the medicinal herb shop and handed them to the people of Guqishan.

"Master, let's take a look first, what are these?"

The Gu Qishan people took the package of medicinal herbs, and after opening it, they just sniffed it with the tip of their nose, and they already knew the ingredients in it.

"Atractylodes, Angelica dahurica, Acanica bai, Poria cocos, Paeonia alba, Aconite, Aconite."

Seven flavors of medicinal materials, the people of Guqi Mountain are all right.

Those who use poison have a keen sense of smell, not blowing.

"That's right," Jiang Zhimian nodded, "This seven-flavor medicinal herb is the latest product I want to make, called Qizibai." ”

Qizibai mask is a traditional Chinese medicine mask, but it has not yet appeared in the overhead Jin country.

"There are many traditional Chinese medicines for the treatment of acne and dark spots, and the residue of the decoction can be applied to the face." The people of Guqi Mountain are not surprised.

But he also admired Jiang Zhimian's ingenuity.

"The seven flavor medicines all have a white character, no wonder they are called Qizi Bai, Mianmian, how did you think of it."

Jiang Zhimian pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer.

I secretly said in my heart, if I tell you that this is me directly picking up other people's cheapness, do you believe it?

The materials of the new product, Jiang Zhimian has already shown it to the people of Guqishan.

Next, I said my request.

I thought that the people of Gu Qishan would hesitate, but he nodded directly and agreed.

"Master, you're too good, aren't you?" Jiang Zhimian was very pleasantly surprised.

Gu Qishan waved his hand, "I know why you are looking for me, it's just that no one knows me, and my cheeks are smooth and flawless, which will make them believe that things are good, this favor is not to help you sell goods, but to help you get angry, I believe that your original intention is not here." ”

Jiang Zhimian nodded and admitted, "I want to use this to lead out the mastermind behind the scenes." ”

"The apprentice wants me to help, of course I will help, but this Qizi white mask, you can give me more when the time comes." The people of Guqishan also have requirements.

Jiang Zhimian laughed, "Of course, master, please rest assured, it's enough!" ”

After discussing this matter, Jiang Zhimian went to purchase a large number of Qizibai raw materials and sent them back to the small workshop, so that everyone could work overtime to grind these into powder.

In order to prevent anyone from smelling the ingredients inside, Jiang Zhimian also deliberately added honey and refined milk, successfully covering the taste of the medicinal herbs.

Even if the people of Guqi Mountain smell it, it will take some effort to barely recognize it.

If you are someone else, you can only have no clue.

After preparing the goods, Jiang Zhimian was ready to go to Pingnan County again.

But before that, she also went to the bandit village and made a special trip to see Lian Yun.

Last time, she asked Lian Yun to think about returning to Northern Qi a little more time, and now she should have thought about it, and she should ask her answer.

When I went, Lian Yun was sitting on the wall of the village in a daze, while Rourou was lying lazily under the corner, his ears fanning unconsciously.

The sunlight obliquely shone on Lian Yun's figure very long, reflecting on the tiles behind him, looking a little bleak.

"Your injuries are almost healed? I can actually go up to the wall. Jiang Zhimian asked aloud.

Lian Yun turned her head and pointed to the ladder next to her, her tone was flat under the mask, "Don't worry, I listen to you." ”

If you go to the wall by brute force, you will only tear the wound, she is not stupid.

When Rourou heard Jiang Zhimian's voice, he was very happy, got up from the ground, and rushed towards her.

I haven't seen it for a few days, but the flesh has grown up again, the stripes on my body are very shiny, and the hair on my body is soft, like a giant plush toy.

"Meat." Jiang Zhimian was licked by it with his tongue, and the ingots were scattered directly, and the hairpins fell directly to the ground.

At this point, tigers are the same as cats, and they all have barbs on their tongues, so when they lick their hair, Jiang Zhimian's hairstyle will be directly ripped up.

Jiang Zhimian couldn't help but be angry and funny, holding down the flesh with one hand and wanting to lick her mouth again, and holding the messy hair with the other.

"Alright, don't mess around anymore."

Rourou didn't understand this, and thought that he was playing with him, and the more he stopped it, the more he wanted to come forward.

Lian Yun slowly descended the ladder and whistled at the meat, and the meat was immediately honest.

Not only was he honest, but he also ran to sit down in front of her, looking at her with two big eyes.

Before Jiang Zhimian could speak, she explained to herself, "Don't get me wrong, it's not domesticated, it's just that I blow the whistle every time I call him to eat, and after a long time, when he hears the whistle, he thinks it's time to eat." ”

Jiang Zhimian nodded, "Oh, oh." ”

Sure enough, foodies know no borders or races.

Jiang Zhimian put the hairpin in his mouth and bit it, raised his two hands, and wanted to comb back the scattered ingots and sideburns.

Unfortunately, the craftsmanship was not good, and there was no bronze mirror in front of me, so I couldn't get it after trying for a long time.

When he was deflated and was about to untie all the braids, Lian Yun stepped forward.

"Let me help you, when I was a child, my mother taught me how to comb my sideburns, and I still have some impressions." Lian Yun said.

Jiang Zhimian didn't shirk either, "Okay, then go and sit in your room and comb." ”

It is a good choice to discuss while combing your hair.

The two of them moved into the room.

Facing a bronze mirror, Lian Yun began to get busy.

She has been on the battlefield all year round, and she has almost forgotten about grooming and dressing, and now she is also crossing the river by feeling the stones, and her movements are very slow.

Although it is slow, every step is still very detailed.

"When your mother taught you, she must have been very careful, that's why you remember it for so many years." Jiang Zhimian said.

Hearing this, Lian Yun's eyes dimmed, "Yes, it's really very careful......"