"Wen Zheng."

"Huh?"

"I'm afraid."

Jiang Wenzheng increased the force in his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Well, I'm here."

Su Yuanyuan slept well that night and had a good night's sleep.

When she woke up, she and Jiang Wenzheng still maintained their bedtime posture.

She blinked her eyes, and the tips of her long eyelashes swept Jiang Wenzheng's chest.

Jiang Wenzheng woke up from the itch and raised his hand to cover her eyes.

Faced with the sudden darkness, Su Yuanyuan was a little confused, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she deliberately blinked her eyes and swept his palm with her eyelashes.

"Don't make a fuss."

Jiang Wenzheng's voice was hoarse, low and magnetic, but Su Yuanyuan let out a angry "hiss", pushed him away and got up to cook.

During breakfast, Su Yuanyuan discussed with Jiang Wenzheng, she wanted to move to the town to live, Jiang Wenzheng didn't have much opinion, just said you like it.

But Xiao Douding on the side was reluctant, he didn't eat a few bites, and his little face was aggrieved.

"Ah Yi, aren't you happy to go to live in town?"

Su Yuanyuan originally thought that he could go to the town to live, firstly, it would be convenient for Jiang Wenzheng to be treated, and secondly, Ah Yi would always send him to the school when he reached the age when he should go to school.

"But I can't bear Brother Tiezhu."

So that's the case, Su Yuanyuan finally understood in her heart, and she didn't think about it.

She is guilty of the common mistake of most parents, who are bent on giving their children what they think is the best, but often ignore what their children really want.

An unfamiliar environment may be easy for adults to adapt to, but it is difficult for children, not only the environment, but also the people around them.

Su Yuanyuan always felt that this matter had to be considered in the long run.

These days, Su Yuanyuan has been working hard to process her own beauty cream, and Blacksmith Zhao has also built a balm box, she put the paste in, sealed it, and began to think about how to make a good-looking outer packaging.

She picked up her small basket and happily set out to sell goods.

The noble man seemed to have asked the maid to wait at the door early in the morning, and when she saw Su Yuanyuan, the little maid's eyes lit up, and she trotted to pull Su Yuanyuan's arm.

"Mrs. Jiang, you can come, my aunt has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Walking through the zigzag corridor, Su Yuanyuan came to the elegant courtyard again.

When she saw that noble person again, the acne on her face had completely healed, and she didn't even leave a red mark.

She held the beauty cream in one hand and gave Su Yuanyuan a list in the other.

"Look at it, these are all sisters who are good with me, they all rushed to ask for the beauty cream you gave me."

Su Yuanyuan took the list, the words of this dynasty are too different from the modern ones, Su Yuanyuan can only vaguely see the radicals of these words, guess a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, Su Yuanyuan counted the names on it, no less than twenty copies!

"Didn't you say that there was any hydration, any repair, and I told them, and they all wrote the kind they wanted."

Su Yuanyuan took out all the more than fifty he brought, and the nobleman also took out their deposits from the small box.

Su Yuanyuan thought for a while, "Dare to ask my aunt's name, I want to talk to you about a deal." ”

"Mengshu."

Su Yuanyuan told Meng Shu about her thoughts, she had no connections in Fly Mountain City, but Meng Shu did, Su Yuanyuan was responsible for processing, Meng Shu was responsible for promoting her, and she could also buy shares, and the final income would be divided between the two of them, and Meng Shu would not lose.

Mengshu has already seen Su Yuanyuan's current daily sales, and if she is divided into two percent, it will also reach one hundred taels of silver!

Besides, she is a concubine in the courtyard of this deep house, and her monthly routine is deducted by the master's mother, and if she wants to make some money, she has to serve the master for a long time, saying a lot of good things, and only give a few taels of broken silver, if she really buys shares, she can get dozens of taels of silver casually, what grievances are you still suffering here?

"Deal!"

Su Yuanyuan hugged a bag full of silver that day, and she experienced what it was like to be an upstart for the first time.

She also wanted to develop a skin care lotion, and went to buy some materials to experiment at home.

Su Yuanyuan went to the paper mill, looked for the two most similar pieces of paper, oil paper and kraft paper, and asked the seller directly for fifty sheets.

Su Yuanyuan went to the bookstore to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the guy who watched the store looked at her tattered appearance, thinking that it was a poor family again, and he uncovered the old book to buy paper for children to read, which Cheng wanted Su Yuanyuan to open his mouth and said that there was a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and he directly put five taels of silver there.

The guy didn't expect Su Yuanyuan to be so generous, so he hurriedly laughed and wrapped Su Yuanyuan in a quick move.

"Slow down, come again!"

Although Su Yuanyuan can guess the words of this dynasty, she still can't write, if the store opens a few days later, she still writes a crooked ghost character, wouldn't it be a joke?

When she returned home, Su Yuanyuan pestered Jiang Wenzheng to teach her to write.

"I'm going to do big business in the future, how can I do it if I can't read and write?"

Looking at her serious look, Jiang Wenzheng responded to her with a smile.

Su Yuanyuan spread out the paper on the table, grinded the ink, and soaked the brush under the leadership of Jiang Wenzheng.

Jiang Wenzheng looked at her trembling hands, and his eyebrows were twisted.

As soon as he grabbed Su Yuanyuan's hand, he led her to write her name with his wrist.

"Yuanyuan."

"Yes."

Jiang Wenzheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, nodded and praised Su Yuanyuan for his good writing.

Su Yuanyuan looked at the crooked font and took the paper away angrily.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Wenzheng seemed to be asking knowingly, and deliberately bent his head to look at Su Yuanyuan's blushing face.

He took her hand and wrote two more words.

"Wen Zheng."

"That's right."

Jiang Wenzheng suddenly had a sense of accomplishment in teaching his children, and smiled proudly.

In the evening, Su Yuanyuan sat at the table again and painted the packaging pattern of the beauty cream, she cut the kraft paper into long thin strips, and cut two small openings at the end, just enough to clip the ends together.

Su Yuanyuan dripped another drop of wax on it and left a mark on it with a seal.

"With this, I'm not afraid of someone copying it."

Jiang Wenzheng watched her carefully wrap it, this method is really good, but the materials are still too simple, paper can be bought, packaging methods can be learned, seals can also be carved, and it is only a matter of time before they can be imitated.

Su Yuanyuan nodded, agreeing with his thoughts.

"And what if only I could make this kind of paper?"

"How?"

Anyone knows how to make paper, but what if you only add your own materials to the material?

Or maybe this box can only be created by yourself, but it would be nice if there was a special organization like Hyundai that has a special organization to fight counterfeiting.

As soon as this idea was generated, a seed was planted in Su Yuanyuan's heart, and now it can take root and sprout and grow into a towering tree just by waiting for a suitable opportunity.