As soon as Lu Ju left, he never came back, and he didn't come back until the time of the lamp, even with Li Miaoxian and Furong.

Li Miaoxian walked in front, looking tired and excited, and while walking, he whispered something to Furong, and dropped the green chrysanthemum two steps away.

Hearing the movement, Dangui had already jumped up, and the first one rushed to the door, looking at Li Miaoxian again and again, as if the other party was not just out of the door in the morning, but as if he had been separated for many years.

Xiuzhu followed her, grinning on her face, and the lantern under the eaves reflected her little face red.

Rosewood also walked out of the west wing and respectfully greeted Li Miaoxian.

The little Miaoxian Ju was silent for a day, and finally rejoiced.

Li Miaoxian's eyes swept around the courtyard, and finally fell on Xiuzhu's body, and said with a smile: "The ladies who came today have all received our rouge cream, and they all praise the elegance and chic!" Cultivating bamboo, is it time to start working hard? As he spoke, he shook his sleeves, revealing a snow-white wrist and a jade bracelet as green as a pool of water on his wrist, looking full of interest.

Xiu Zhu shook his head slightly, took two steps towards Li Miaoxian, pressed her wrist, and said with a smile: "Ouch, my young lady, hey-you are the most expensive young lady, where can you personally do these rough jobs?" Besides, there are a few of us! ”

"The shop has been decorated years ago, and the slave and maid calculated, when we went out that day, we stopped by to take a look in person, and if there was nothing bad, we would call the guys to open on the eighth day of the first month. On the Shangyuan Festival, lovers meet, and they will choose some things as gifts! We just took advantage of this opportunity. As soon as Xiuzhu mentioned the shop outside, his eyebrows fluttered, and he was very happy.

"On the eighth day of the first month...... Li Miaoxian folded his hands and said, "One, two, three...... VII. VII...... That's only seven days, how do you arrange it? ”

"Why can't you press the line?" Xiuzhu smiled and asked, "We made a lot of rouge before, and today Miss sent some out, and the slave and maid counted that there were about fifty boxes, and the empty boxes were all placed under the slave's bed, and the slave and maid thought that there were still thirty or fifty, and when it was okay these days, we would make some more, and it would be enough to make up a hundred boxes by then." Xiuzhu said, naturally helped Li Miaoxian's arm, and walked into the house as he spoke.

As soon as the curtain was opened, the heat wave in the house felt rushing, "There are still a few gouaches made by slaves and maids when they are idle, but not much, and I will show them to the young lady in a while." ”

"Besides, the shopkeeper's wife has already helped to choose, and she will be able to use it at any time; The meaning of the ladies is to choose a few clever ones from the small houses in the house to use first; The slave maid thought it was good. ”

As soon as Zi Xiuzhu appeared, Furong's seat next to Li Miaoxian was automatically replaced by Xiuzhu, Furong secretly sank her face, listened carefully to her words, and was bent on catching a loophole. But listening carefully, Xiuzhu arranged everything carefully, and she looked like her, but she didn't know how to refute her, and her little face was even darker and more terrifying.

Seeing that Li Miaoxian and Xiuzhu were talking warmly, Lu Ju took a step forward to make hot water, scalded a handkerchief, handed it over, and said with a smile: "Don't look at Xiuzhu's young age, arrange specific things, but the head is the way." Miss might as well relax and leave it to her to do it. When the time comes, we just have to count the money. ”

Li Miaoxian took the handkerchief, wiped his face gently, put the handkerchief back into Lu Ju's hand, and then glanced at Xiuzhu, and then asked: "You have a big heart, then let me ask you, if she makes money, let's count the money at home and play, but if we lose money, what can we do?" ”

"Then beat her up and sell it far away, that is." Dangui smiled and reached out to pour a cup of hot tea and sent it to Li Miaoxian, and at the same time did not forget to joke about Xiuzhu, "Even the silver money she deposited in Miss was confiscated, and she was not allowed to carry her clothes and jewelry......"

Fleur's eyes brightened instantly, but soon darkened again, and said sourly: "If I sell her, I'm afraid it's not enough for the shopkeeper's monthly money, so won't the young lady lose so much silver in vain?" ”

When Xiuzhu heard that it was wrong, he hurriedly made a gesture to stop the pessimistic thoughts that came out before he did it, "Our rouge is first-class and good, and the shopkeeper is the lady who is in charge, where is it as miserable as you say?" ”

"Sister Green Ju, you say-" She pointed to Green Ju and said by name, "Is the rouge distributed to the young lady in the house better than ours before?" ”

Midori shook her head.

"Is it okay for the young lady to ask the mother-in-law to go out and buy ours?" She asked Dangui again.

Dan Gui's heart was straightforward, and he had cracked his mouth and smiled: "That's far away!" ”

The corners of Furong's mouth moved slightly, snorted coldly, and interjected: "Aunt Fang used to be in charge of the house's internal affairs, can she give Miss good things?" And what does the mother-in-law in the house know? Where can you tell the difference between good and bad? Let them go, it's just a convenience for them to go out. ”

Uh-huh, reasonable.

Xiu Zhu nodded slightly, turned around with a smile, quickly picked up a box of rouge on the dresser behind him, opened it gently, shook it in front of Furong's eyes, and asked: "This is sent by Miss Minbiao of the Beijing Palace, saying that it was rewarded from the palace, the best rouge cream, Sister Furong thinks it compares with our plum blossom rouge?" ”

Fleur's eyes glanced at the beautifully carved box, and quickly flicked away, although she didn't want to admit it in her heart, but it seemed that what came out of this palace was worse......

Fortunately, Xiuzhu didn't want to force her to answer, just asked, and then continued: "Even if we are old and don't know how to manage the shop, don't we still have Mrs. to help watch it?" No matter how bad it is, isn't there still Mama Du and Mama Gu? They're all old mothers who have been accumulating for years, so they can't even take care of this little thing, right? ”

Mama Gu is Furong's own grandmother. Of course, she wouldn't be so stupid as to stalk her neck and say that her grandmother's was not.

So, the discussion was won by cultivating bamboo. In the end, Li Miaoxian finalized the time to leave the shop, and then they each had dinner and did not mention it.

On the other hand, Mrs. Gu couldn't sleep.

After dealing with the noble ladies with her eyes above the top for a day, she was physically and mentally exhausted, but she breathed a sigh in her heart, tossing and turning on the bed, and could not sleep anyway.

The maid on duty at night hurriedly turned the lamp over, poured half a cup of warm tea and sent it over, and carefully called "madam".