Thank you, Mr. Tang!"

After the business ended that night, every singer in the Red Moon Restaurant held the soap and perfume given to them by Tang Ping, and the perfume still had today's commission.

Of course, they won't be working here for long, but in the last few days, they will come over to help Wangshulou train their shopping guides.

And Tang Ping also promised that if these women don't want to be in the Red Moon Restaurant one day, they can come to their side to find a job.

After the other singers left, Yun Wuyue stood beside Tang Ping and said, "I didn't expect that such a shop for women could be opened in the world."

Although other rouge shops are also women's businesses, as long as you come to Wangshulou once, you will know that the difference is great.

"I want to work here."

"Okay, why don't you come over and be the store manager?" Tang Ping blurted out, and then said embarrassedly, "Ah, Yun everyone, it's me who is abrupt."

You must know that Yun Wuyue is known as the first beauty in Chang'an, and she is good at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing.

It's really that Yun Wuyue brought the people from the Red Moon Pavilion over to help a lot today, and Tang Ping saw that she was in it to dispatch and coordinate easily, so when Yun Wuyue said it just now, that idea popped up in his mind.

"Hehehehe!" Yun Wuyue let out a silver bell-like laugh, and it took a long time before she stopped, then looked at Tang Ping and said, "I can remember Tang Gongzi's words, don't you deny it when I come!"

Tang Ping only thought she was joking, and nodded with a smile: "Naturally not, how about I, the store manager, keep it for you?"

"So, a word?" Yun Wuyue stretched out her slender jade hand.

"Smack!" With a bang, Tang Ping and her finished high-fives, although it may be a joke, but if Yun Wuyue is really willing to come, then Tang Ping will approve of it with both hands and feet.

Such a capable beauty is the most suitable to be the manager of such a feminine products store.

Yun Wuyue said goodbye and left, and Wang Qingluan handed the account book to Tang Ping: "Your speed of making money is really amazing!"

Even if she was born in Dongyue, she has to admire Tang Ping's speed of making money.

Tang Ping looked at the account book and nodded with satisfaction: "After deducting the patent commission for perfume and soap

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and hand it over to the Ministry of Works."

You must know that these perfumes and soaps are really made by those few products in the Ministry of Industry, and Tang Ping also has his reasons for doing this, firstly, he said that they do things by themselves to make money, which is what they should do.

Second, he felt that although the Ministry of Industry was already the closest officials to the bottom, it was not enough, so Tang Ping had to let them really feel the work intensity of the real workshop workers.

It's like letting those officials deliver food in person in later generations, and they know the actual situation of this job.

Of course, because of the super high profits of soap and perfume, those officials of the Ministry of Industry can reap a large amount of income even though they have been busy for a month.

"What about the rest?" Wang Qingluan asked.

"For the rest, I'm going to see if I can let the refugees outside the city have a good year."

"This ......" Wang Qingluan hesitated: "Although this six hundred yuan is a lot, I am afraid it is far from enough to let the refugees outside the entire Chang'an City have a good year."

"Even if you can earn 600 yuan a day, it's far from enough. Besides, business was good on the first day today, but from tomorrow onwards, sales will definitely drop somewhat."

Wang Qingluan rationally analyzed Tang Ping.

"Who said I'm going to use these 600 to go directly to the relief of the victims? Now there are more than ten days left until the Chinese New Year, so let's have no problem with these ten days, right?"

Wang Qingluan nodded.

I have said a long time ago, there is no shortage of rich people in Chang'an City, today because of the restriction on the number of people, many women who have not bought things have made an appointment to come back tomorrow, plus there are many women who do not know the news today and have the potential to buy.

In the past ten days, there is really no big problem.

But with the current price of food, how much food can be provided to the refugees outside the city? How much clothing?

"Hehe, follow me to Xihe Building tomorrow to know, keep it secret now."

"I shouldn't be able to come tomorrow." Wang Qingluan said.

Tang Ping was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Qingluan and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Fool, I'm from Dongyue, and my father is still waiting for me to go home for the New Year, so I'm going to leave for Dongyue tomorrow."

"Oh! Oh!" Tang Ping was a little disappointed, and only then did he remember that Wang Qingluan was from Dongyue, so he naturally wanted to return to himself

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His own home for the New Year.

But in the past few days since she came back from the Turks, the two have been inseparable every day, and when she is leaving, she feels empty in her heart.

"What? Isn't there anything to say to me?"

"Ah! Yes!" Tang Ping nodded hurriedly, and then asked, "Will you come back after the New Year?"

"Naturally, I'm coming back!" Wang Qingluan smiled sweetly: "That's it?"

"That...... Then I wish you a smooth journey, a happy new year, and Wishing you prosperity! Oh, I'll bring you some good wine or something, and you can bring it back to your father."

Wang Qingluan was amused by Tang Ping's messy blessings: "Poof, what are you doing, and why do you want to give my father a gift? You know, my dad doesn't accept everyone's gifts!"

"That...... That, it's that you've helped me a lot recently, I want to express my gratitude, your father is my elder, it's the New Year, of course I want to express it."

"Okay, then let's go back quickly, and I'll see what you have in store for me!" Wang Qingluan smiled and couldn't see her eyebrows, and Tang Ping's answer made her quite satisfied.

When the two returned to the convenience store, Tang Ping and Lao Cui Xiaoluo really regarded Wang Qingluan, who had lived together for a long time, as family.

So the things in the convenience store were moved to Wang Qingluan's carriage one by one.

Anyway, Tang Ping will be able to return to modern times in a few days, and this time it will be as long as three days, so it will be good to make a big purchase at that time.

Before dawn the next day, Wang Qingluan took Cui'er out of the courtyard gate, gently closed the courtyard door, and then got into their carriage.

"Miss, won't you say goodbye to Tang Gongzi and them?" Cui'er asked.

"There's something to say goodbye to, if you want to leave, you can stay here." Wang Qingluan scratched her nose.

"Hehe, don't, I'm going to accompany Miss, and the delicious food in the store is in our carriage, even if we go back to Dongyue, we can eat it."

"You foodie, you love food so much, why don't you take Xiaoluo away."

"That's right!" Cui'er's eyes lit up, and then quickly darkened again: "Forget it, Xiao Luo won't leave her son-in-law, we can only eat the food made by Xiao Luo if we go early and return early."

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