"Those shares are all madam, you hid them yourself, and we don't know." Shaking her head, Chunlan said.

"In this way, Chunlan and Qingyan, the two of you look for this small courtyard and see where I hid my share before? Take it out and I'll be useful, as for the ones that Hou Ye just sent, um......" After hesitating for a moment, Hotaru Yue made up her mind and said: "Just think that I borrowed it from Hou Ye, and after counting and recording it, I will return it with interest in the future." ”

Although Xie Jingyuan said that the Hou Mansion did not lack her few points, but at this time, he could take out so many silver taels to support her, so she couldn't let him lend her for nothing.

Chunlan and Qingyan rummaged in the small courtyard for a long time, and only then did they find the rest of the silver taels from the secret compartment under the beautie's bed where Firefly Moon often lay on weekdays.

Counting and recording in the book, Hotaru Yue looked at the amount on the small ledger, and the brush in her hand circled the share hidden by the original owner, and muttered: "I didn't expect her to spend much silver taels, all the shares are here, it seems that she is not a spendthrift, I originally thought that the original owner married the old marquis for money." ”

"Madame, what are you muttering?"

Seeing that Firefly was drawing in circles on the ledger again, and she didn't know what she was talking to herself, Qingyan asked.

Put the ledger into the red sandalwood carved pine and bamboo pattern box that had been prepared a long time ago, took a small lock and locked it, and Firefly gently put it down, "I didn't say anything, you two have a good rest tonight, and when you go to the street with me tomorrow, we will go buy the medicinal materials for treating green smoke face and the utensils I want to use!" ”

***

In the morning light, the streets that had been silent all night were again lively, and the shouts of the streets were endless.

Hotaru couldn't wait to get out of the Hou Mansion, this was the first time she had gone shopping after walking through.

Trying her best to suppress her curiosity to explore around, Hotaru took Qinglan straight to the herb shop.

There were only a few women in the shop waiting to grab the medicine, and the young man who grabbed the medicine weighed the weight little by little, and from time to time turned around to take some herbs from a cabinet made of herbs on the whole wall.

"This is the recipe we sent yesterday, and we have all the herbs for us?"

Hotaru stepped forward and took out the list of pharmacies that Qingyan had given to her from her sleeve.

"Eh, it's already been caught, the two little ladies will wait a while, and I'll go and bring it to you."

The young man took the prescription and looked at it, so he quickly took out the herbs that had been wrapped in kraft paper from the back cabinet, and asked the young man to fill some more than a dozen kinds of herbs such as honeysuckle, forsythia, plantain, and Korean ginseng.

Many of them are unheard of by Qinglan, not to mention the high price, and they don't know how to use them.

"Madam, what are you buying so many herbs for?" Seeing that she had spent so many taels of silver, Qinglan was worried.

Even if you have money, it's not like that!

"Qinglan, put your worries back in your stomach." Hotaru gently poked her stomach with her index finger and said with a smile: "It's good to put a hundred hearts, these herbs are of great use." ”

Seeing that Yingyue winked at her mysteriously, and struggled to reach the herbs that had been wrapped a long time ago, Qinglan stretched out her hand and took it: "Slave and maid, come on." ”

Firefly Yue's share in the Hou Mansion is twenty taels, and the original owner has fifty-eight taels under the beauty's bed, plus the one hundred taels sent by Xie Jingyuan, a total of one hundred and fifty-eight taels, and twenty-two taels were used up after buying the herbs.

After calculating the remaining silver taels in her heart, Hotaru turned her head and asked, "Qinglan, where is the best carpentry shop here?" ”

"The slave will take you there."

Qinglan took a step forward and walked ahead, walking two or three streets before reaching it.

A small, dilapidated storefront with only one person.

The age looks a little big, and he is lowering his head and carefully polishing the wooden hairpin in his hand.

"Shopkeeper, excuse me." Hotaru stepped forward and took out the drawings drawn last night from her arms, which contained the design drawings of tripods, beakers, and some bottles and cans.

"Can you make these things?" Spreading the drawings in front of the shopkeeper, Hotaru asked expectantly.

I watched the shopkeeper pick up the drawings, study them carefully, and touch my chin to think, as if he felt novel: "Yes, but I have never done such a strange thing, and I am afraid that the time will be a little long." ”

"It's not a matter of time, as long as you can make it." After solving the problem of utensils, Hotaru Yue took Qinglan to buy a lot of fatty pork with ease.

Seeing Hotaru staggering down the street carrying fat pork, Qinglan wanted to take it several times, but was stopped by Hotaru Yue.

"I'll just come, you've got enough in your hands." Looking around, Hotaru saw a shop specializing in rouge, called Xiangbao Pavilion.

As soon as I walked into the Xiangbao Pavilion, I smelled a strong smell of rouge.

If you want to gain a foothold in Beijing, you need to survey the market first.

Xiangbaoge's business is not bad, after all, it is a place in Beijing where every inch of land is valuable, and they are all high-ranking officials and nobles, who are not afraid of expensive things, but afraid that there are no good things.

It's just that this ancient rouge is still not as good as modern cosmetics, and some of the smells are heavy but choking, and they don't smell very good.

It seems that she knows how to sell it, but she doesn't have to worry about not being able to sell it.

"When will this Xiangbao Pavilion even be able to come in?"

Hotaru was just about to pick up the lipstick placed on the shelf in front of her, but before she could touch it, she was stopped by a bright yellow shadow and pushed her lightly.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

Holding on to Hotaru Yue, who was about to fall, Qinglan said nervously.

"No problem." Shaking her head slightly, Ying Yue saw that the woman in front of her was wearing extraordinary products and her posture was arrogant, and she knew that she was the daughter of a big family.

Glancing disdainfully at the fat pork in Hotatsuki's hand, the woman sneered.

Adhering to the idea of causing less trouble, Hotaru didn't bother with the other party and turned away.

"Why is this man like this?"

Qinglan was angry about it, but it could be seen that Hotaru didn't say anything, so she had to follow her to look elsewhere.

The master and servant didn't notice that at the stairs on the second floor of the Xiangbao Pavilion, someone was taking in everything.

"That's Mrs. Yue of the Hou Mansion?"

Mrs. Ning frowned lightly and asked the servant serving beside her.

"Yes, at the last spring banquet, the old slave could see clearly, this woman is Mrs. Yue."

This is not what she imagined, and she thought it was an arrogant and domineering lord.

But I didn't expect the other party's attitude to be so bad, and this person didn't care?

"Let's go, let's see."

Mrs. Ning stroked the hem of her skirt and slowly walked to Yingyue's side, and saw that she picked up the incense bead and smelled it carefully and curiously, so she walked over and took one and played with it in her hand.

"That's a good thing."

Firefly looked sideways, the lady in front of her was graceful and luxurious, dressed in a peacock pattern brocade dress with blue clouds and beads, her demeanor was elegant and dignified, and there was a faint layer of cyan under her eyes, but her expression was too indifferent.

Sensing Qinglan's small action of gently tugging at her clothes, Hotaru leaned over slightly.

"This is Mrs. Ning of the Taishi Mansion." Qinglan said nervously.

That notoriously careless Mrs. Ning who threw people into the moat?

Surprise!