It’s not that Zhu Bamei was stingy and didn’t tell her more specifically, but that her mother told her that things like “formula” have always been kept confidential.

If everyone knows it, everyone will do it.

Therefore, the "recipe" in the book is always the simplest, and the real good things are "privately hidden".

The shopkeeper also tried the fat. When he heard Zhu Bamei's introduction, he said that this thing has a scar removal and skin nourishing function, he immediately liked it very much.

But he was not a master in this area, and he was afraid of making mistakes in judgment, so he quickly called the waiter of the shop and called the old friend from the next shop over.

When the Rouge Shop next door was sighing, Manager Yu was sighing.

It turned out that his nephew had just sent bad news that the rouge shop that was originally supplied to their house was bought out by people from the next town and could not be sold to their house anymore.

It’s not that people don’t want to offer sacrifices, but that there are people over there and they can’t do anything about it.

They were quite kind to do things, and they gave more goods in the last batch, and secretly asked their own son to pass on the message, so that they would not let them say it out.

When Manager Yu heard this, he understood. It must be that the shop in the next town wanted to acquire his shop last time, but he was unhappy and offended him.

"What's the use of sighing? Didn't you say that? It really doesn't work. Just write a letter to your official brother and ask him to help settle it?" His wife taught him a lesson unhappily, thinking that he was just too stubborn.

, otherwise it would be a problem that can be solved by a letter. Will he be so confused?

Manager Yu didn't want to worry about it, and there was nothing he could do. When he "run away from home", he had a fucking relationship with him.

He hasn't made any progress now, so why do he have the nerve to run over and ask his brother for help?

Is it okay to have no face?

At this moment, the waiter in the cloth shop next door ran over and said, "Shopkeeper Yu, my shopkeeper asked you to come over and say there is something good."

"Brother Li comes to me, I'll go over and take a look." Manager Yu was like he was liberated, and quickly spoke to his wife and ran out.

"You can run away, the monk can't run away, the temple, wait for you to come back to try." Mrs. Yu shook her handkerchief a little in a suffocation.

When Manager Yu entered the cloth shop, he held Manager Li's hand and thanked him for "save" himself again.

"What's wrong? Are you quarreling with your wife again?" Manager Li naturally knew that the wife of his old friend's family was a bit powerful and often cared about her old friend.

Who wouldn't drink flower wine when talking about business?

But his old friend doesn't.

"Don't mention it, let's talk later." Manager Yu noticed that there were customers in the store and did not intend to say it here.

"Okay, I'm going to have something to tell you." Manager Li turned around and introduced Ye Yuran to Manager Yu, telling him that he could make rouge and facial fat, which felt different from what he had in his store.

, so let him come over and see how it is done by himself.

"Can you make rouge and facial cream?" Manager Yu was surprised. He just received bad news, but his old friend brought him good news, which was simply his life-saving benefactor.

He hurriedly followed Manager Li and asked Ye Yuran and his group to invite him to the backyard to have a talk.

Unlike the shopkeeper Li who doesn’t know much about the goods, he can only see a little bit of superficiality. When the shopkeeper Yu looked at the rouge and facial cream provided by Ye Yuran, he knew that this was a "limited product" and a high-standard product.

Ye Yuran: Nonsense, can she choose the things she takes out as a storefront?

Manager Yu was very excited and asked Ye Yuran on the spot how much goods he could provide, and he wanted them all.

"This is what you do at home. If you want more, it may be difficult. But if it is only a dozen boxes, there is absolutely no problem." Ye Yuran calculated the number of flower cakes that Zhu Bamei had stored now and estimated a number of them.

come out.

Flower cakes are not like flowers, they can be picked casually. They also require a process such as drying in the shade and taking a while.

Moreover, if you deal with a batch of flower cakes, you will definitely not be qualified. They are both rouge and facial fat. Zhu Bamei alone will definitely not be able to do much.

"This... is too few, can you get a little more?" Manager Yu must have sold more than a dozen boxes in a month, at least one double. He will add some other things to sell, so that the business can make a profit.

Otherwise, the rouge shop would not be able to open.

Ye Yuran smiled: "Shopkeeper, I'm not talking about a month, I mean that every ten days, I can provide more than a dozen boxes. But I can't guarantee that the same floral scent is served every time. You

We also know that we are just ordinary farmers, who are doing what we play with ourselves. Now it is autumn and winter is coming soon. We can make whatever flowers we can collect. If we can't collect them, we can't do anything.

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Manager Yu expressed his understanding that as long as their family can ensure the quantity and quality of noodle and facial cream, even if it is different from the fragrance of flowers, they will still want it.

Ye Yuran made a contract with him on the spot.

Zhu Bamei, Li, Liu, Liu, Lin and others were in a daze and did not expect: Aren’t we here to buy cloth? Why did my mother get another order as soon as she went out?

"This time it's a serious rouge powder. You have to do it well when you go back. It's still the same rule. Except for what you handed over to the public, the rest are yours."

Several people were very surprised and quickly promised Ye Yuran that they would do their best.

After a month, forty-five boxes of rouge and forty-five boxes of flour fat are sold to villagers, and they cannot sell half of them in a month. And they are cheaper to sell to the village, with a bigger thumb, and no net bag.

, only two or three in a box.

This thing is just a shell, and it can be used by a little thinner person for more than half a year.

But the town is different. Zhu Bamei brings this size, at least 16 cents a box. After so many boxes, how much income will be more than a month?

1440 copper plates.

One tael of silver for 100 copper coins, that is 14 taels.

The Zhu family’s daughter-in-law said: I have never seen so much money in my life.

Because they were in a good mood, they looked much more generous when buying cloth and bought one more.

Manager Li was in a good mood, so he packed a bag of cloth and gave it to them.

Zhu Bamei was so happy to look at the beautiful silk cloth heads full of various beautiful silk cloth heads: "Mom, mother, look, if so many beautiful cloth heads are normal, it would cost several cents."

"We are cheaper because of Manager Yu's face. We have to learn to be grateful, do you know?" Ye Yuran said.

"Yeah, I know, mom, I will definitely be grateful. At that time, I will definitely make the rouge and facial cream beautifully, and I will guarantee that it will not embarrass him."

"Puchi..." Li couldn't help laughing, feeling a headache for this innocent sister-in-law, "Little sister, what I mean is not to ask you to do a little better rouge, this is the work we should do.

It means that next time you come to deliver goods, you can make some small things appropriately and give them to Manager Li. Of course, it is not convenient for you to give them to Manager Li as a little girl, but you can give them to his wife."

Later, Zhu Bamei was reminded.

Although Zhu Bamei is still a little girl now, it is okay to talk about marriage at the age of ten. So if Zhu Bamei doesn't want to cause any trouble, it is best not to use something that will cause misunderstandings to Manager Li.
Chapter completed!