Just when Mu Chonglan was thinking about his previous life, he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance, which was different from the previous flower dew, this fragrance was very light, if he didn't smell it carefully, he couldn't smell anything at all, and he often smeared it on the back of his ears and wrists, which was said to be a faint fragrance that only the closest people could smell.

Of course, this is just a gimmick, but even so, it still makes many ladies and ladies rush to grab a small bottle of head, and even fetch a very high price on the black market, just because it will not be long before there will be an additional Persian favorite concubine in the harem, and this kind of flower dew will appear as a tribute for the first time.

But...... That should be six months from now.

Mu Chonglan turned his head to look over and saw that there seemed to be an argument by the door, a veiled woman of different races was arguing with the guys in the rouge shop, and the faint fragrance was emitted by the broken porcelain vase at their feet.

"This is ......," Mu Chonglan narrowed his eyes.

Mo Xianglai was not interested in outsiders' affairs, but seeing that Mu Chonglan seemed to be curious, he explained in a low voice what he had just heard.

She was brighter than ordinary people, so even if she didn't deliberately pay attention, she noticed what happened, it turned out that there was a Persian woman selling her own flower lotion outside the store, although it did not attract any young lady to buy her flower dew because it was not fragrant enough, but she kept seeing people and had to ask about it, which really scared away some young ladies who wanted to come in and buy it.

One or two are okay, there are many young ladies and ladies who were scared away, and the shopkeeper in the store couldn't sit still, so he quietly sent the guys in the store out to drive people away, but the Persian women were very stubborn, and they were only willing to go to the side, but they refused to go, insisting on selling their own flower dew, as if they couldn't live if they didn't sell it, and even opened the lid to let the guys smell it, trying to sell it to the guys who drove people.

The guy who can work in the rouge shop in Dadu basically knows no less about rouge gouache, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a perfumer, so he naturally can't look down on this kind of flower dew that can't even smell what kind of flowers, and the two of them push and shove, and the flower dew will fall to the ground, which is why Mu Chonglan smells the fragrance.

"Her daughter must be sick." Mo Xiang finally added such a sentence.

Only then did Mu Chonglan notice that there was a cart behind the Persian woman, and a little Persian girl with a figure of eleven or twelve years old was sitting there, shivering with a dirty and tattered thin quilt wrapped in her body, her little face was blue from the cold, and she coughed a few times from time to time, obviously sick.

"It seems that her daughter is sick and urgently needs medicine money, so she will sell it like this." Mu Chonglan watched the Persian woman take out another bottle of flower dew and beg bitterly, almost crying, and somehow remembered what his brother had said, saying that on the way to the border town where the father and son were driven to the border town, the young self was sick and had no money to see the disease, and the father held himself and his brother outside the pharmacy for a night, and it was still snowing at that time, maybe it was from that time that the father who had never read the books of the sages would become like this.

"Qinghe, go buy all her flower dew."

When Qinghe heard this, he looked surprised: "Miss, are you crazy?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Chonglan frowned and looked at Qinghe, Qinghe suddenly reacted, Mu Chonglan at this time was a little different from the previous Mu Chonglan, and he was indeed so outspoken that there were no rules, and hurriedly explained: "I...... I'm just so surprised, Miss, you know Qinghe's mouth is fast, don't worry about Qinghe, okay. ”

"It's not a reason to be fast-mouthed, pay attention to proportionality next time." After Mu Chonglan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, although Qinghe was a little reluctant, he still took out his purse, and when he was about to take out some broken silver from it, Mu Chonglan had already reached out directly and grabbed the purse and handed it to Mo Xiang.

Mo Xiang was a little surprised, you must know that Mu Chonglan did not have the habit of carrying silver with her, so her silver was all held by Qinghe, and it had always been like this, why did she suddenly give it to herself?

Perhaps, just let yourself go buy flower dew.

Mo Xiang didn't think much about it when she thought of this, and went out to buy flower dew with her purse.

And Qinghe, who watched her go out, almost didn't bite a bite of silver teeth, but when she looked back at Mu Chonglan, thinking that she had obviously fallen out of favor these days, she was tired and began to panic again. "Miss, this poor man must have something to hate, this forest is too big to have any birds, maybe this is a pair of liars, specially using this kind of pitiful tricks to deceive a good person like you, Miss."

Mu Chonglan glanced at Qinghe: "If she wants to cheat some money, she can grab the bottle of flower dew that the guy asked him to compensate for, why bother." ”

"This ...... This may be ......" Qinghe glanced at the vase of flower dew on the ground, and said in his heart that it was indeed a reason, if he wanted to cheat some silver, he directly lied that the broken flower dew was worth a lot of silver, and the left and right flower dew were gone, so she didn't sit on the ground and start the price?

However, although she had already approved Mu Chonglan's speculation, Qinghe was not very comfortable in her heart, maybe Mu Chonglan had never been stupid, and she was used to it, so when she heard Mu Chonglan singing against herself, she forgot about the issue of humility for a while, but when Mu Chonglan was still the former Mu Chonglan, she pouted and said: "Who said this, maybe even the guys in this rouge shop are in the same group as them." Even this flower dew was made by this rouge shop guy. ”

"......" Mu Chonglan realized that it was useless to say more, but Qinghe's words reminded her that since she knew that this flower dew would be priceless in the future, why not make it herself?

Mu Chonglan is a person who will do it when he thinks of it, and as soon as his mind moves, he walked out and whispered a few words directly to Mo Xiang, and Mo Xiang directly said that he wanted to buy out the recipe and production method of the flower dew, which directly made Mu Chonglan almost vomit blood.

She just instructed Mo Xiang to euphemistically inquire who made this flower dew, thinking that if it was an ancestral craft, she would naturally buy it, but if it was just a craft that every household in Persia would know, she would beg Xiao Xiantang to help her inquire in the future, anyway, he would have a caravan to Persia later.

The result is good, this ink fragrance is really a rectum, and I directly asked if other people's formulas are sold.

Hearing that Mu Chonglan and the others did not buy the flower dew to buy the formula, the Persian woman obviously hesitated, she looked back at the Persian girl on the cart behind her, the Persian girl nodded, and then began to cough again, as if she was about to collapse.

"Okay, I can give you the method of making it, but I want to see enough of your doctor's money." The Persian woman spoke in a stiff tone, but she did not understand it.

What is enough money to see a doctor?

Mo Xiang glanced at the Persian girl, and then frowned and said, "How about three or two?" ”