Scum Man Cannot Redeem Himself

The first failed.

Ning Qing smiled reluctantly and walked to the next house with a wooden box. This shop is relatively small, and the decoration is not as gorgeous as the previous one. There is only one person in it, which should be the shopkeeper.

Ning Qing sorted out her expressions, inflated herself in her heart, and walked into the shop with a smile.

"The shopkeeper, I have makeup powder here, you have a look." Ning Qing's box of makeup powder has always been in her hand, so she opened the makeup box and put it in front of the shopkeeper.

"Pearl powder, motherwort, talc powder, mussel powder are added, and no lead powder is added, which can not only whiten and nourish the skin, but also eliminate scars and dispel dark colors."

The shopkeeper looked at Ning Qing, then picked up makeup powder and looked at it, and smelled it.

"The spice added here is clove, the fragrance is mild and calms the nerves," Ning Qing hurriedly said.

The shopkeeper dipped a bit on the back of his hand with his fingertips and said, "It looks good."

The makeup powder was affirmed, Ning Qing was happy in his heart, and said with a smile: "The good eyesight of the shopkeeper, we have polished this powder a lot of times. The requirement is that there is no graininess in the hands. Open, easy to attach, rub on the face, and integrate with the skin, you can’t see the powder. The ingredients inside the key can be used for a long time, I can assure you that no bit of lead powder is added."

When the shopkeeper raised his eyes again, his body stretched forward, his head approaching Ning Qing, staring at her face, his eyes more frivolous.

"Madam's complexion is very smooth. I wonder if this powder was applied?"

Ning Qing was scared to step back.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Mrs. Don't be afraid, I want to see clearly. If it's as good as my wife said, I'll buy a few boxes to try."

In Ning Qing's mind, it was only the shopkeeper who wanted to see the powder on her face, barely dispelling the worries, "When... Of course, I recommend my own makeup powder, which is definitely my own powder."

The shopkeeper said again: "The skin of men and women is different. I want to try it on my wife's hands. I wonder?"

But how did she feel that the shopkeeper's face was full of frivolous colors, did she worry too much?

"Okay, I will show it to you." He said that he would apply some powder to the back of his hand and try to wipe it. His eyes were already looking at the abacus.

The shopkeeper said again: "Ma'am, let me try it for myself." Stretching the hand between the speeches, we should pull Ning Qing's hand.

Ning Qing was already guarded, picked up the abacus, and threw it at the head of the shopkeeper, shouting: "Old and unreasonable, shameless, don't think I sell rouge and want me to take advantage. Don't think that women who go out to make a living are bullying, believe it or not I smashed your shop?"

Ning Qing shouted, and soon the shop was full of people.

The shopkeeper's head covered his head and slammed, swearing.

In the past, when he saw beautiful women, he would take the opportunity to be frivolous. Those women knowingly were frivolous, for the sake of reputation, they all pretended to leave casually. This time they could encounter a hard stone, not only hit, scolded, but also attracted so Many people.

Ning Qing saw that there were many people, just to preach, so as to avoid the bullying of women afterwards, to the humane of the onlookers: "This old pervert, by opening the rouge shop, is contacted by female guests, bad intentions, frivolous women Everyone must pay attention in the future, and never let the female family members come here to buy rouge gouache."

When the shopkeeper heard it, something was wrong, and he immediately scolded: "This woman came to me to sell makeup powder, but she couldn't sell it, and she was wronged."

A person said outside the door: "Old things, I have long heard that you are not serious, and you are going to pour dirty water on her. Irregularity is just seriousness, and bad things have done a lot. There is always a woman who dares to stand up, You are a pervert, and after that, Fuqing City will know your virtue, please close the door as soon as possible!"

The so-called good things do not go out, bad things spread thousands of miles. As soon as this happened, the rouge shop's business plummeted, and the door was closed directly behind, of course, these are all afterwords.

...

Ning Qing ran for half a month, and most of Fuqing was almost finished by her. The whole person ran thin, only sold more than 30 boxes, and some places were more remote. If it was relying on her legs , I can't run a few shops in a day.

Ning Qing also knows that there must be a process for everything, and anxiety will not come. A box of makeup powder is sold, and a box of powder can be used quickly in two or three months. Customer repurchases also have cycles.

Now Qingshuipan is afraid that thousands of finished products have been made. Thinking of so many makeup powders piled up in the house, she would rather be in a hurry. She must sell as much makeup powder as possible in the shortest time before there are repeat customers.

The sales in densely populated areas are large. She ran almost in Fuqing City. Those remote areas could only go with a carriage in the future. Now she is going to another densely populated area, Sucheng.

When thinking of Su Cheng, Ning Qing is resistant to her heart, but in order to sell her rouge gouache, she will eventually have to face it.

Ning Qing has long thought that Fuqing City and Sucheng are the two places closest to the Qingshui River. These two places are estimated to be the places where she has the most customer resources in the future. Of course, after doing a good job, you can sell it to other places, and you can prefer the current situation. It is already good to sell her makeup powder in these two places. She dare not think about it elsewhere.

I already had a plan in my heart. I would rather go back to Qingshuipu tomorrow to replenish a little makeup powder before heading to Sucheng.

Ning Qing bought a few buns in front of the stall selling buns and planned to stay in the carriage tomorrow to eat.

"Ning Qing?" Someone behind her tentatively called her.

Ning Qing took the bun and turned back.

It’s the flower boss.

He stood in the crowd in pale blue.

"Hua Bo, what a coincidence." Ning Qing laughed.

"Did you eat this?" Yang Junhan looked at the buns in Ning Qing's hand and Ning Qing, who was a little smaller. "Go, I'll take you to eat some good!"

"No, this is reserved for eating in the carriage tomorrow. However, would you please invite me to eat well?" Ning Qing has always refused to eat.

The last time she was given a pergola, the road construction had no chance to thank him. Now that we have met, we must be grateful.

The two went into a restaurant, and the boss Hua asked for a single room and ordered a dozen dishes.

"Why did you order so much, have you finished?" Ning Qing asked, looking at a plate of dishes delivered to the table.

"I'm hungry." Yang Junhan looked at Ning Qing and said, "You eat more."

"Are your business busy?" Ning Qing passed the Yang's business twice, and wanted to send a few boxes of makeup powder to Mrs. Yang. When he went in, he said the boss was not there.

"Fortunately, there are times when I'm busy. Generally, I've been dealt with for a long time after being busy. If I'm busy every day, wouldn't it be exhausting."

"Oh!" she remembered that Chen Jili had to go to the business every day, and every time he asked him, he said he was busy. Later I learned that it was an excuse, and I would say busy if I wasn't busy.

"This fish is well done, you try it." Yang Junhan pointed to a braised crucian carp.

Ning Qing shook his head, "I'm afraid of fishy and small thorns in the fish, don't like to eat, you eat more."

"It's so delicious, you even missed it." Yang Junhan was very sorry.

"This chicken is good, you eat it." Ning Qing also recommends, "the taste is all in it."

Yang Junhan picked up a piece and tasted, "Well, it's really good. Eat more if you like, I think you are thin."

Ning Qing was surprised, put down the chopsticks, and touched her cheek. "Are you thin? No wonder the clothes are loose. It seems that walking more can really make you thin."

"What are you doing?" Yang Junhan looked at the wooden box carried by Ning Qing.

Ning Qing opened the wooden box, took out a few boxes of makeup powder from the inside, and put them on the edge of Yang Junhan. "My makeup powder is made. You can give these boxes to Mrs. Yang. Last time, I was in your house. Your mother treats me very well and is not respectful."

"Then you are welcome." Yang Junhan thought, if her old lady knew it was sent by Ning Qing, it would be very happy. However, some ideas may arise again.

Ning Qing covered the wooden box, "I came to Fuqing City this time to sell these makeup powders."

Yang Junhan couldn't help thinking that she had waited for him a few days in front of his house in order to sign a flower contract with him, and finally drank flower wine with him, frowning.

"Do you want to sell in a shop?"

"Of course." Ning Qing ate a bit of rice. "Unfortunately, the situation is not optimistic. I need to redouble my efforts."

"I have a suggestion, I wonder if you would like to listen."

"Hua Bo's suggestions are hard to come by." Ning Qing said.

"Invite people to sell, according to the quantity sold and the number of rebates to give wages."

"I also thought about this, but I didn't have enough money, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to pay the wages."

"You can't sell things, and you will lose more money by then. I have a wealthy bank without money. I can lend you some turnover first. You just ask the men on the banks of Shimizu to sell. You live there, and they don't worry about you not paying money ."

Ning Qing ponders, she really can't do it by her own strength, there is rouge to sell later, she still needs to teach them how to do rouge at home.

"That line, if I don't have enough money, I'll find you." I feel like I can borrow money. Ning Qing feels like a way out. If it sells well, the money will come back quickly, it is best not to borrow, and I feel that I owe him too much.

"welcome any time."

"Well, I went to the village to recruit some people to go to Sucheng to sell with me."

"Are you going to Sucheng?"

"Well, Fuqing I ran almost." Ning Qing also ate almost, and put down the chopsticks. "That road was well repaired, and the shed was built, thank you very much."

"Eat more, don't say those polite words." Yang Junhan quietly set the plate of roast chicken in front of Ning Qing. "You...you can leave Sucheng and wait for them to come back."

Ning Qing had no words. She wanted to go to Sucheng. She wanted Huixian. And she didn’t know that her parents could write? Until now, she dared not write to tell her parents in Beijing, fearing that they would worry, her useless daughter was defeated after only three years, and she ran away without a helmet.

...

Ning Qing returned to the Qingshui River and released the news of the invitation. Soon, many villagers came to recruit. Ning Qing selected a few clever and reliable people, arranged the area where everyone was responsible, and set off to Sucheng.

When they left one by one, Ning Qing returned to Ning Fu alone, seeing everything she knew, and Ning Qing felt like she had left for a long time, as if she had never left.

"Ning Qing." A cold voice came from behind, three points cold and seven points angry.

Ning Qing clenched her fingers rather than turning back.

The author has something to say: I didn’t send it yesterday, but I make it up today.