"Childe, do you want to borrow a thousand taels from the old lady?" Yunfei felt that although the smell of this perfume was not so big, it was really beautiful and rare in the bottle, and it should not lose money.

"That's a good idea." Ning Wuxian pointed to his face, and asked Yunfei with a smile: "Xiao Yunfei, do you think I have such a big face to ask my grandfather for a thousand taels?" Besides, a thousand taels is enough to make perfume, so we can't work while drinking the northwest wind. ”

He was willing to go to the Ning family to borrow money without shame, and the Ning family couldn't come up with so much money for a while.

The six of them were even more distressed when they heard this.

Ning Wuxian didn't take the lack of money to heart, as early as when he decided to make perfume, he knew that it would cost a lot of silver to put it into production.

The more profitable the industry, the greater the investment, and of course, the more lucrative the return.

"Brother Tong, you can put on the supper tonight, and someone will come to deliver money tomorrow."

Ning Wuxian's words sounded like a fool's dream.

Door-to-door delivery?

Apart from the Ning family, who will come to the door to deliver money?

Unless......

The one-eyed boy asked tentatively, "Childe, are you going to remove the sign outside?" ”

Since they knew that their son was a famous poet immortal, the six of them knew that they would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

The poet king Xu Dao has a few authentic poems, which are worth a thousand taels.

Their son-in-law is praised as a poet by King Xu Shi, who is stronger than the King of Poetry, and he can sell a hundred taels if he writes a poem manuscript not for a thousand taels, and if he writes ten articles, won't he be able to make up for a thousand taels of silver?

Ning Wuxian saw that everyone's eyes were hot, but he could only pour cold water on their heads.

"It's not time to remove the sign yet, you just have to eat and drink, get up tomorrow morning and work according to the division of labor, and leave the rest to me."

Seeing that he was so confident in what he said, the one-eyed boy knew that Gongzi must have a solution to the silver money, so he called the lame dynasty and Ma Yang to buy supper.

After Ning Wuxian shook the porcelain vase in his hand a few more times, he put it in the prepared bamboo tube and took it to the well water outside to soak.

"Meow."

The big orange smelled the smell and came over, sniffed and jumped away.

"Mimi, this thing is not for you, stay away from it, but don't go too far, don't let the rats and insects bite the bamboo tube, the glorious and great task of guarding the perfume will be handed over to you, as long as you make a lot of money, you can pick the fish in the morning market."

Da Tangerine, who doesn't like to eat cakes, shook his head, turned his head and was about to run towards the wall, and when he heard the footsteps outside the door, he turned around again, stared at the roast chicken in the one-eyed boy's hand and licked his tongue, and rubbed Ning Wuxian's trouser leg flatteringly.

"Meow~~"

After eating and drinking, Ning Wuxian had nothing to do in his heart, laid a bunk next to the perfume, and fell asleep...... Thinking of an important appointment, he sat up again.

"Xiao Yunfei, you just ate a whole chicken and five big buns, let's eat before going to bed."

"Childe, you have something to say." Yun Fei, who was sitting on the wall, rolled his eyes at the sky.

Ning Wuxian took out the jade plate and handed it over.

"Send a message to Miss Shen for me and ask her to come and play tomorrow morning."

“……”

Yun Fei saw his own son-in-law who was smiling like a fox, although he was very offended, he was still very ashamed of this behavior of eating soft rice.

Just now Childe said that there was a way to solve the lack of money, and he thought that Childe's clever mind had come up with a solution that none of them could think of.

In the end, he asked Miss Shen for money?

"Childe, do you really want to go?"

Nonsense.

Tomorrow, when people come to the door to deliver money, you also need to ask Miss Shen to help you be a trust.

Besides, this peach blossom perfume is made, although it is not finished, it can still make Miss Shen happy for a while while she waits.

"Go ahead, remember to climb over the wall and don't knock on the door when you come back, and don't make everyone sleep."

……

Yefu.

Ye Changlong stamped his seal on the account book with an expenditure of 10,000 taels, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh.

In order to ask those poor and talented people to imitate the style of poetry and write poems, he spent a lot of silver.

Fortunately, he finally brainstormed and got a way to smash the name of Ning Wuxian's poetic immortal.

"Whether it is a poet or a poet king, they all have a good style of composing poetry, as long as they pick the aspects they are not good at and step on them a few times, and then take advantage of the doubts of those students who are instigated by me, they will definitely be able to drown Ning Wuxian in the sound of saliva."

He had already prepared a killing game, waiting for Ning Wuxian to fall into the trap.

Of course.

For the uncle, he still continued to disobey the yang and the yin, pretending to want to master Ning Wuxian, in order to avoid damage to the name of Ning Wuxian's poetry immortal, he also specially asked a ghostwriter to help, so as to sell Ning Wuxian's favor.

Make it clear in advance that there is a big uncle who is safe for Ning to be unharmed, and with Ning Wuxian's swaggering approach in front of Liufu, he will definitely be grateful to the uncle.

The more this is the case, when Ning Wuxian fails, the relationship between the two will be irretrievable.

"Hahaha, I'm such a genius who plans ahead and calculates everything!"

At this time, Ye Changlong thought that Ye Tongju was going to use him to play a bitter meat play, and even the uncle he respected on weekdays had long since ceased to pay attention to it.

"What's going on over there at the Ping An Medical Center?"

Ye Changlong did not forget to inquire about Ning Wuxian's movements in the past two days.

In case Ning Wuxiao befriended more powerful people and affected his plans.

"It's still the same as a few days ago, after hanging the sign, I closed the door, as if I was boiling medicine."

"Boiling medicine?" Ye Changlong smiled sarcastically: "He wouldn't think that the prescription given by the prescription was really a secret recipe for a thousand gold, and he wanted to use that prescription to make money, right?" ”

"This ...... The little ones don't know, the guys in the Ping An Medical Center don't look disabled, but they are veterans who have retired from the battlefield, and they are all vigilant, and the small ones dare not approach the medical hall within ten steps. ”

The little servant of the Ye family suddenly thought of something strange and hurriedly reported it.

"Childe, there seems to be a strange smell in the hospital tonight."

Strange scent?

Incense?

Ordinary people don't burn incense, but wealthy families, because the summer is getting hotter and hotter, usually don't use incense for a long time.

Unless you have an important travel plan.

"It seems that Ning Wuxian wants to take advantage of the limelight of questioning him and go out to show up, and now I can't let him go out to ruin my plan." Ye Changlong smiled sinisterly: "I don't know what medicine he is boiling, my uncle didn't say that I should apologize, it just so happened that I brought some tonic medicine to the door to greet him." ”

Do a full set of plays.

In order to lure Ning to take the bait, what if he endured the humiliation for a while?

Ji Fu.

Ji Jin stood in front of the desk and inscribed two lines of words in the blank space of the portrait she had just drawn.

"There are flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches."

She muttered to herself, and the portrait in front of her seemed to come alive and smile at her.

"I met Miss Ji on the shore of Xuanwu Lake yesterday, and I was shocked at the time, and I still remember it vividly." Shen Youchu flashed from behind, put his head on Ji Jin's shoulder, and quipped, "Jin'er, are you thinking about Ning Gongzi again?" ”

"No, no, no ......"

Ji Jin hurriedly denied it.

She was just thinking about what Ning Gongzi said.

It's a young age.

Ji Jin gently patted off Shen Youchu's little hand that wanted to redraw her with a pen, and smiled: "Miss Shen can't live on the island in the middle of the lake, and comes to my house to sleep with me, isn't it disgusted that the three-mile long bridge is too long, and you can see the Ping'an Medical Center at a glance in the pavilion above my house?" ”

Ning Gongzi was busy making perfume, and she and Youchu tacitly didn't bother anyone.

The restrained Ji Jin can only copy portraits and poems.

Shen Youchu was different, she found an attic where she could see the backyard of the medical hall, except for sleeping at night and going back to her room to sleep, the rest of the time was in the attic, just to be able to see Ning Gongzi from afar.

The friend was so infatuated that Ji Jin couldn't help but rejoice: fortunately, she only needed to have a manuscript of the poem, and she was not interested in Ning Gongzi's appearance.

Otherwise, she really couldn't imagine that one day she would be like a nymphomaniac, eager to stare at Ning Gongzi from time to time.