Xu Jidao and Jiang Yan were able to become New Year's friends, all because the two of them were greedy for a few more sips at a dinner party.

With this wine, you can't drink it alone.

"Mr. Xu didn't mention it, I almost forgot that Mr. Xu recommended my third brother to Lord Jiang last time."

Ning Wuxian thought of this, and personally went to the wine cellar to fill two six-tael bamboo tubes, tied the rope and handed them to Xu Jidao's hands.

Xu Jidao weighed it, and knew how heavy it was, so he was startled, and asked flatteredly, "Do you give it all to me?" ”

If these two barrels of bamboo wine are exchanged for imperial tribute wine, the price of one or two wines is a hundred taels of silver, which is worth a lot of money.

"As a thank you gift for the two who took care of my third brother, if you drink well, you can come and get it again, but this steamed wine is made by me, and please don't publicize it to the public for the time being."

Ning Wuxiao knew that the matter of distilled liquor could not be hidden for too long.

The small workshop produces perfumes, and can also cover hundreds of catties of distilled liquor with floral fragrance, which cannot be smelled without entering the door.

But when perfume is produced on a large scale, I am afraid that people with good wine from all over the country can smell that something is wrong.

He had to find the right person before he revealed the filling, and use the brewing recipe to give him or the Ning family another opportunity.

Jiang Yan attaches great importance to the third brother, but he is a good candidate.

And Xu Jidao was taken aback after listening to his instructions: "Don't publicize it to the outside world?" Didn't these two barrels of spirits from Mo Fei Ning get it by accident? ”

Ning was unharmed but smiled silently.

Most of the time, an adult's non-rebuttal is a tacit acquiescence.

Xu Jidao thought that Ning Wuxian not only had good poems and good words, but also good wine, and the whole person seemed to be floating in the clouds, feeling that the people and things in front of him were not very real.

Thinking of the reason why Ning Gongzi instructed him not to publicize it to the public, he must have been worried about causing unnecessary trouble, and he promised in a deep voice: "Please rest assured that Ning Gongzi, I will never let outsiders know about this matter." ”

Just when Ning Wuxian was thinking about whether Jiang Yan was an outsider as Mr. Xu said.

Xu Jidao, who got the wine, ran fast as if there was a dog behind him.

I completely forgot that he came here on purpose because of the topic of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and wanted to ask Ning Wuxian for advice on how to write words for others and write so immersive and empathetic.

Ning Wuxian saw that Xu Jidao attached more importance to drinking than to fine wine, and he had an answer in his heart.

"From this point of view, Lord Jiang should not be regarded as an outsider."

From Xu Jidao's side, it is best to take the network of Jiang Yan, if you can properly handle the distilled liquor.

After all, Jiang Yan is the prefect of Jinling, and the second uncle is running errands under him.

If you can't, you can only find an official of a high enough level to exchange for an equivalent price.

Whether it is the Jin King faction or the Kang Wang faction, as long as the conditions are suitable, he will not be involved in the turmoil of the competition for the reserve, and the secret recipe for this distilled liquor is the one with the highest "price".

King Kang's daughter, Jingxian County Lord, doesn't seem to like him as a talented man who doesn't do his job, otherwise she would have followed Miss Ji to play with him.

"Why don't you go to the fourth floor of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion the day after tomorrow and contact that little marquis An to see if we have any fate?"

You can also meet the Oiran girl who admires him again.

Qinglou is a big consumer of incense, and it competes for this market, and Xiaoxiang Pavilion alone starts with at least 2,000 bottles of perfume every year.

As for going up to the fourth floor, there will be many difficult things.

Ning Wuxian didn't take it to heart.

Whether it is a poem or a couplet, standing on the shoulders of giants, you can also try it on four floors.

"Send the perfume to the two girls first, and make sure that they are beautiful that day."

And the two words that advertise the new name of the perfume shop.

Ning Wuxian took out two pieces of papyrus with handwriting from his right sleeve.

One of them has the words "Butterfly Loves Flowers" on the head.

This poem is a promotional "word" that he can refer to when he wants to ask Ji Jin to help choose.

Picking out this one, Ning Wuxian thought about it, stuffed another piece of paper back untouched, and threw the poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers" directly into the stove.

If Xu Jidao is here, he will regret that he left too early, so that he missed the opportunity to watch the original words of "Butterfly Love Flower" for the first time, and another song to promote the new words containing "dark fragrance goes".

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A small island in the middle of the lake.

In order to prevent tanning, Shen Youchu did not go to the pavilion of the Ji Mansion to observe Ning Gongzi's movements in the past few days, but stayed on the island to soak in the petal bath, tailor clothes, and match jewelry, and was very busy.

"Mei Xiang, how about you look at this pink rose skirt, the butterfly embroidered on the skirt can dance as if you are alive when you walk in."

"Mei Xiang, why don't I wear this green Confucian skirt, it looks quiet and elegant, and it must be a good match for Jin'er to walk together."

Mei Xiang, who was surrounded by a pile of clothes, wanted to cry without tears.

She's just a guard, and she doesn't know anything about outfits.

Let her dress the young lady staff officer to go out, it is better to punish her to recite poems.

"Miss, Mr. Ning asked someone to send perfume."

Mei Xiang gratefully looked at Ju Xiang who walked in and passed on, feeling that Ju Xiang was like a living Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering at this time.

"Didn't Ning Gongzi come over in person?" Shen Youchu threw the long skirt attached to his chest to the bed and looked at the food box in Ju Xiang's hand.

Ju Xiang thought of the words of the little girl on the lakeside bridge, and replied truthfully: "Ning Gongzi went to deliver perfume to Miss Ji." ”

"He's so busy...... Anyway, if we can meet the day after tomorrow, I want to dress myself up beautifully and make him amazing. ”

Shen Youchu finished speaking beautifully and opened the food box.

Forty-one bottles of perfume were neatly stacked inside, one of which was glued with the word "plum fragrance" in rice cereal.

The remaining forty perfume bottles are marked with their fragrance differences.

Shen Youchu picked up a bottle of peach blossom perfume, and after gently drawing the handwriting on it with his fingernails, he exclaimed: "Ah! This word was written by Ning Gongzi? ”

"Except for Ning Gongzi in the Ping'an Medical Hall, the others are all martial artists who don't know a few big characters, and they should have been written by Ning Gongzi."

Ju Xiang's answer made Shen Youchu even more surprised.

She always thought that Ning Gongzi would only write that kind of ...... Scribbled font, I didn't expect to write this kind of font, a font she had never seen before.

It's peculiar.

It's also very beautiful.

"Based on this word alone, I think it's a bit of a loss for perfume to sell only fifty taels and one bottles."

Shen Youchu couldn't wait to open the cork, and before he could smell it carefully, a rich fragrance but not greasy floral fragrance permeated the room.

Juxiang, who was standing two steps away, smelled this smell, and his complexion changed.

In just five days, the aroma of Peach Blossom Perfume has really become rich and pure.

It's a surprise.

"It's so fragrant~~ With such a perfume, what kind of clothes do I choose, I wear it casually, it must be the most eye-catching existence of the day." Shen Youchu poured a few drops on his arm and ran around the yard a few times.

The butterflies in the flowers all came to her and danced with her.

"Hahaha, you see, even butterflies can't tell whether it's perfume or floral."

Shen Youchu's smile was brighter than the flowers in the flowers.

The last time Ju Xiang saw Miss's heartfelt smile was the last time Miss saw Ning Wuxian.

I don't know if the young lady is happy because of the perfume, or if she loves the house and Wu, and is so happy with the perfume made for her by her sweetheart.

Mei Xiang saw that the young lady was indulging in happiness, and she couldn't bear to hit her.

"Miss Shen, didn't you say that you and Miss Ji will both receive the perfume made by Ning Gongzi before the Juxian gathering."

"On that day, you stood beside Miss Ji beautifully, watching her and Ning Gongzi commenting on poetry and lyrics, and talking about everything...... I think it's more pragmatic for you to take advantage of this time and read a few more poems. ”

Mei Xiang looked at the county lord Jingxian who didn't open which pot, just thinking about that picture, she had already begun to feel sorry for her own young lady.