When he returned to the store, Song Che took away thirty porcelain jars, preparing to make a batch of facial masks first, and then find a suitable place to sell them tonight

The four women in the shop were really powerful, and they pounded sixty catties of herbs and thirty catties of pearls into fine powder in less than a day.

Let's work together, according to last night's method, all kinds of powder are adjusted into a paste in a one-to-one amount, canned in half a catty, and sealed the jar tightly, so that the pure natural and pollution-free mask is considered to be completed.

Once you've decided on your product, the next step is to sell it.

The group of people that the mask is suitable for is naturally women.

If the mask that combines various herbs and pearl powder is sold too low, it will make people feel cheap, so Song Che decided that the initial price of each can of mask is 2,000 Wen.

A woman who loves beauty has never been stingy with the money in her pocket.

If you want to ask which women are the richest in Hangzhou, aside from the rich wives, it is natural to belong to the dusty women, which has been confirmed as early as when selling private houses in Suzhou.

This first batch of customers, the first pot of gold, must be a must.

Ever since he saw the woman in red by the canal a few days ago, Song Che was haunted in his heart, thinking about it, how could he feel that he had seen her somewhere.

After dinner, Song Che took two bottles of facial masks, excused himself to go out to the market, and left the store.

Walking all the way, asking all the way, only to find that the original Tianxiang Building is in the east of the city, and this building has just opened for a few days.

Most of the flower boats I saw on the canal before were girls from Tianxiang Building, who came out to advertise together to attract passengers.

Today's drizzle is light, the flower boat will not parade, and you will definitely meet the red-clothed Oiran in the building.

Tianxianglou is not so much a "green building", it is more appropriate to call it an "art hall", in which the geisha mainly play blowing, playing, singing and dancing, and selling art does not sell their bodies.

Unlike the Yuchun Building in Suzhou, although the girl also has talents, as long as the silver is sufficient, the clouds and rain are turned over, and the mandarin ducks play in the water, which is also allowed.

The new store opened, and there were beautiful women, and the business was naturally booming, and the visitors were mostly in pairs, elegant and amorous.

Song Che entered the building, there was no turbidity intertwined with wine and meat, and there was no bustard with heavy makeup, some of them had a plain and pleasant piano sound, a gentle and decent waitress with a tulle on her face.

"Childe came alone?" A blue-clothed maid owed a debt and greeted her politely.

Song Che looked around, there is no bustard, how can he engage in sales?

"Childe?" The waitress asked again.

"Huh? Yes, yes, I came alone, and I came secretly from my wife. Song Che said with a smile.

The waitress covered her face with a smile and pointed to the lobby in the building: "Our art hall, the first three rows are private seats, the last three rows are guest seats, and the left and right sides are scattered seats. ”

Although the art hall is clean, it is also a dusty place, Song Che didn't want to be arrested by Shen Wenjun, so he said: "Let's sit down, just a corner." ”

"Childe, come with me."

The maid led Song Che to an inconspicuous corner on the right, and then asked if she needed drinks, light food, and maids.

Song Che had just arrived, and he didn't know much about the market in this building, so he ordered a pot of vegetarian wine and a few side dishes, and left the maid by his side.

The maid's stage name is Si Ning, but it is a delicious name, and a wisp of tulle can't hide her pretty face.

"Miss Si Ning, who is your master here?" Song Che asked.

"Our Tianxianglou is a private art museum, there is no so-called master's house, but the son wants to ask who is in charge, it is naturally the five peerless beauties headed by the red girl, they are versatile, and their looks are alluring, don't you guests come for them? Hehehe......"

Si Ning poured a glass of wine and handed it to Song Che's mouth, "Childe, please drink." ”

"I ...... Or do it yourself. Song Che took the wine glass and put it aside for the time being, and asked, "Is the red girl in the building?" When does she play? Would she be willing to make a private appointment? What about the introduction fee? ”

Si Ning replied one by one: "Don't worry, son, several top beauties will appear every night; Whether the red girl comes out or not, it all depends on the word 'fate', if there is fate, she can drink with you without a penny, if not, it is difficult to buy her a smile. ”

"Oh?" is an interesting woman, Song Che asked with a smile: "Where did the red girl come from?" ”

Si Ning pointed at the orchid and counted carefully: "The gold and silver are soft and soft, the poems and songs are endowed, and the elegance and vulgarity are all fate." ”

Song Che raised his glass and drank it all, and laughed: "Your red girl, tonight is none other than me!" ”

"Brother-in-law has such a big breath."

A white-robed Confucian scholar, with three or five powerful people, walked into Tianxiang Building at the same time.

Zhou Tianci?

Song Che narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

"Never thought that my brother-in-law was also a romantic person?" Zhou Tianci walked over with a smile and asked again: "It's just that why are you sitting alone in a remote scattered seat?" ”

Song Che also smiled and spit out the two words: "Clean." ”

Zhou Tianci said: "I'm afraid it's not for purity, but for the fear that Cousin Wenjun will find you, right?" Hehehe......"

Song Che smiled: "My cousin is really smart, you can see this." ”

Zhou Tianci waved his hand, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, I know that you are a son-in-law, and I will keep this secret for you." ”

At this time, the entourage exclaimed: "Son-in-law? Amazing, amazing! ”

Another companion mocked: "I think it's terrible, right?" If the son-in-law goes to the green building, if he is discovered, he must not sink into the pond? ”

"Hahaha......"

"Okay, brothers, don't make fun of my brother-in-law, people are not romantic, just for poverty, although Aunt Song is a son-in-law, he has a lot of money, and occasionally comes out for recreation, but it is also reasonable, take a walk...... Let's take our seats, sing and dance, and it's time to begin. ”

After the group finished taunting, they threw up their sleeves and entered the elegant seat.

Si Ning sighed, got up and said, "The slave family should go......"

Song Che put his arm around the beauty's slender waist and said, "Then pour the wine, and then drink." ”

The building is full, singing and dancing, and geisha perform on stage one after another, all of whom are stunning beauties.

At the end of each song and dance, the geisha would step down from the stage to ask for a reward, and the more rewarded, the louder the thanks, and the greater the face.

When you go out, isn't it just a matter of fighting for face? Walking down this circle, you can get a reward of hundreds of taels to say the least.

Prostitutes are lowly, but poverty has nothing to do with it.

After four consecutive rounds of singing and dancing, the atmosphere suddenly changed from hustle and bustle to quiet, and the guests stared at the stage with wide eyes.

Red Girl, it's time to play.