The heroine of fast time only wants to open

Chapter 259 The Perfumer of the Republic of China 3
Li Zhucui, this girl had a convulsion today?
There's something weird about being fancy.

In the memory of the original owner, the second sister was not interested in going to school at all.

Even recognizing numbers and learning to calculate accounts were forced to learn by my mother.

Why are you suddenly making a fuss about going to school today and making such a big fuss?

At this time, the neighbors all stuck their heads out from their doors to watch the excitement.

This is how it is in this era. Every household lives close to each other, and everyone has to come out to see and comment on any trivial matter.

There were also many aunts and sisters-in-law pulling over to ask what was going on.

Hua Xian hurriedly got out of the circle of these women and prepared to enter through the back door of his house, lest Old Mrs. Li would become angry when she saw her return.

She didn't want to share the joys and sorrows with Li Zhucui.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Hua Xian arrived in the backyard, Aunt Lin from Sanxiangkou hurried over with her one-year-old son in her arms, grabbed her and said:

"Pei Yatou, I met your second sister when I went to Jiukang Hall to get some medicine today."

Jiukangtang is the only pharmacy in Yuanle County at the foot of Chongfu Temple. It has been in business for more than ten years and has a very good reputation.

Everyone in Yuanle County knows about their family.

Hua Xian nodded: "Well, she goes to shopkeeper Rong every month to buy some white mustard seeds."

Although white mustard seed is a traditional Chinese medicine, it has a slight fragrance and can be used as a spice.

Legend has it that it can ward off evil spirits and avoid harm, and is very popular among pilgrims.

So sometimes the Li family would buy a small amount of white mustard seeds from the drugstore, mix them into sachets, and sell them wholesale to Chongfu Temple at a relatively higher price.

This procurement task has always been assigned to the second sister Li Zhucui.

Not only white mustard seeds, but also ordinary smoked grass, rosary beads, and nylon ropes were all given to her for purchase.

Although this girl Li Zhucui is willful and arrogant at home, she is a master of bargaining outside.

Coupled with the fact that she was in her prime and had a pretty face, the shopkeepers were willing to let her take advantage.

In the past few years, Li Zhucui has saved a lot of money for her family.

Aunt Lin said anxiously: "I know that. I just want to say if Cui Yat likes Shopkeeper Rong. Today I heard Shopkeeper Rong casually mention that the pleated skirts of female students look good. When Cui Yat came back, she wanted to go to school, and I I've been to Jiukang Tang several times, and every time I see Cui Yatou talking to shopkeeper Rong for a long time."

"Auntie is here. Girl Cui has obviously lost her soul in the shopkeeper Rong."

The image of shopkeeper Rong suddenly popped into Hua Xian's mind.

She had met this man several times. He looked like he was in his early 20s, had a good face, spoke softly, had a smile on his face, and smelled like a book.

He usually wears a clean white cardigan and sits in the shop reading medical books.
He watched it all morning, and once he was so absorbed in watching it that a thief came in and stole half a cabinet of precious medicinal materials without even knowing it.

In the end, it was the neighbors who helped him catch the thief and take him to his shop, and he only found out later.

Hua Xian heard from neighbors that shopkeeper Rong’s family was very wealthy in the early years, and he was still a young master.

Later, my father failed in business and owed huge debts. He couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide. My mother planned to die for her love, but was saved and became a living dead.
After the family fell into decline, shopkeeper Rong took his mother to Yuanle County in Pushang and opened a medicine shop, where he studied and took care of his mother.

Hua Xian brought his thoughts back to reality and said:

"It's okay, let her like it."

Young girls of this age are full of love, shopkeeper Rong is a talented person, and they often meet and interact.

It's strange that Li Zhucui is not moved.

It’s a new era, and it’s no big deal to advocate free love.

Aunt Lin opened her eyes wide: "Pei Yatou, what you said is that although free love is advocated now, in our small place, who is not a matchmaker ordered by their parents?"

"Besides, I don't think this shopkeeper will stay in our Yuanle County for too long. You can go back and give your sister some advice, eh?"

Fancy agreed and ran away.

Aunt Lin also had good intentions, but like Li Zhucui, if she was really sure, she wouldn't be able to pull back ten donkeys.

In the fancy house, I took the incense burner and some existing spices at home from the lower room and went out again.

I found a deserted place at the foot of the mountain and placed the incense burner and a pile of Chinese medicine and spices in front of my eyes.

She first followed the instructions for the incense burner in her memory, pricked her fingertips, dripped some blood into the belly of the incense burner, and closed the lid.

This step is usually called bloodshed.

Sure enough, not long after, a plume of smoke actually rose from the furnace, transforming into three ethereal words "Wanpin Furnace" in the air, and then quickly dissipated.

It turns out that this small incense burner is called Wanpin burner.

Hua Xian also felt some indescribable feeling in her heart, as if she had a spiritual connection with this little incense burner.

She put a small pile of dried wormwood into the incense burner and closed the lid.

Another smoke rose, turning into six small characters, "increase number", "promote product" and "make incense", three options.

With a fancy wave of his hand, the four words "promoting products" and "making incense" were scattered, leaving "increased number".

After waiting for less than a minute, when I opened the incense burner again, the small pile of mugwort inside had turned into a full incense burner.

Although she was mentally prepared, Hua Xian couldn't help but be amazed.

These points are not in vain!
It does not abide by the law of conservation of mass at all and is worthy of being called a cheat prop without any logic!

She poured out the mugwort and put it away, replacing it with a small mint leaf and throwing it in.

After waiting for less than 1 minute, I harvested another incense burner full of mint leaves!
After that, she threw away ordinary weeds, stones, and even the five cents she got in the morning.
After repeated trials several times, Hua Xian summarized his experience:
First, only spices and medicinal materials can increase the number, not money.

Second, as long as you have a little raw material, even half a leaf, you can increase the number.

Third, you can only increase the capacity of one incense burner at a time.

Hua Xian put the mugwort leaves and mint leaves obtained from the experiment into the basket he brought. He weighed about three kilograms by hand, and then converted them into prices in his mind.

Wormwood costs more than a kilogram per dime.

Mint leaves are more expensive and cost four jiao.

Mixed together, it must be at least six cents.

This was just the result of less than half an hour of her casual work.

Hell, even if you don’t make incense and just resell spices and medicinal materials, you can get rich and become well-off just around the corner!

Huanxian took a look at the weather and the schedule of the neighbors. He estimated that it was past seven o'clock and it was time to have breakfast.

Later, when I don't see her at home, especially Mrs. Li, she will definitely lose her temper and say that she ran wild outside and didn't know how to help the family.

The remaining two "upgrading products" and "incense making" can only wait for the next opportunity to test.

So Hua Xian quickly dug a hole the size of a basketball in this place, put the small incense burner in, and buried it.

She didn't mark it either, but looked at Chongfu Temple where the green smoke was curling up on the mountain. She compared the perspective and determined the location of the incense burner.

Finally, he climbed to the nearest tree and hid the basket among the dense leaves before returning home.

It's really troublesome. Isn't there a portable space that can hold matching props?
(End of this chapter)