Chapter 212 (2/2)
Meng Wan took it. Just after opening the lid, he came to his face with a faint and elegant fragrance, like orchids blooming quietly in a mountain stream, with the coolness and water moistened by the morning dew: ”this...”
Chu Zhi said with a smile, ”I didn't lie to you, did I?”
”I've seen her before,” Meng Wan said, shaking his head again. ”No, I've smelled it. That's the smell.”
It's natural. In his previous life, the old military doctor gave Chu Zhi many prescriptions for adjusting fat and powder. Chu Zhi has a good habit. He will memorize everything whether he uses it or not, just in case.
No, she didn't use it in her previous life. In this life, she wrote down this prescription. Mother Qian got the true biography of her aunt mother Zhong. It was convenient for her to study here and study a lot of good things. She happened to meet the third aunt Lin, who was a businessman. She immediately smelled the business opportunity and immediately negotiated with Chu Zhi to sell it.
Being a treasure like Lin Xiaozhi must be a lot of business opportunities and have a bright future. Chu Zhi immediately brightened his eyes and sold the fat powder in Linglong Pavilion. Lin Xiaozhi was very fair to Chu Zhi. They paid dividends according to Panax notoginseng, Chu Zhiqi and Lin Xiaosan.
Remembering that mother Zhong gave mother Qian the secret recipe for maintaining her youth, Chu Zhi also gave these prescriptions to mother Qian and asked her to give them to mother Zhong, which should be regarded as a reward for her previous kindness.
But he told me again and again that he could not say that this prescription went out from Chu Zhi.
Mammy Qian knew the powerful relationship. Sure enough, the virtuous imperial concubine liked it very much.
Together with other concubines in the harem, they also came to Linglong pavilion to buy. For a moment, the powder of Linglong Pavilion became a good thing for women all over the capital, and it was hard to find.
[author's digression]: let's put a chapter today and add more tomorrow. The fairies will bear it until tomorrow