Volume 3, Chapter 4: Essential Oil (1/2)

The caravans stayed for around three days. During that period of time, the court ladies enjoyed the shopping they normally couldnt do.

High-rank consorts werent required to step out, so the ones who first went around the tents, purchasing what they liked, were the middle-ranked consorts, low-ranked consorts, their maids, and then the court ladies who held posts.

Court ladies with low positions could only look at the unsold items on the last day, but they seemed to be enjoying themselves, so she understood how low was the amusement of this place.

The caravans that turned up this time had come by crossing over the desert route, so they had many curious goods from the foreign countries. It seemed they also passed through Consort Gyokuyous hometown; the maids of the Jade Palaces saw her touch the crafts nostalgically.

More than those things, Maomao wanted to see the kinds of medicines. But of course, those things cannot be brought into the inner palace, so they could only sell tea leaves and spices as freebies. Since she received some spending money from Consort Gyokuyou, Maomao went together with Shaoran on the third day.

Shaoran was only going to look without getting anything, but her eyes shone as she gazed at the glasswork from the West. Maomao bought a hair cord of a pretty colour, and stealthily tied it onto Shaorans hair. Shaoran, who had noticed it when she looked in the mirror by chance, suddenly hugged her until she felt like they were going to fall.

Maomao bought tea leaves and spices. The maids of the Jade Palace went on the second day in alternation, but she held back till the third day.

This was the reason.

(They should be selling it for cheaper on the third day.)

What Maomao wanted wasnt fashionable clothes nor gemstones. It wasnt like everyone would buy all the tea leaves and spices that came as a freebie with the clothes. From the start, this was the unique place called the inner palace, it is unlikely that the goods would be sold at reasonable prices.

(Dont think you can easily rip people off.)

This was the being known as Maomao.

It was for this exact reason that Maomao obtained a discount for the unusual tea leaves and spices.

The tea leaves were jasmine tea a craft tea where flower buds are submerged in the tea. Perhaps it was because it remained unsold, they sold it to her for a very cheap price.

I profited huh, Maomao thought, but afterwards, she noticed a certain thing. I cant get excited, she decided to reconsider it after.

Perfume oil was the fad of the inner palace after the caravans left.

The smell of various flowers wafted over wherever she passed through. A single perfume product smelt very nice, but when you have so many people wearing different kinds of perfumes altogether, it was slightly wearisome for Maomao who had a good sense of smell.

The perfumes were not faint like incense. It was characteristic of perfumes imported from the West to be so strong.

It didnt seem like Maomao was the only one affected. When she went to the washing area, the oil coated clothes had piled up, and the washing duty eunuch was filling up the tub with water with his face scrunched up.

Fads always come in waves. Since the manicure fad had died down considerably, everyone had jumped onto the new thing.

And there are also a lot of people who are only trying it out for the heck of it, without knowing whether it was a good thing or not. It was okay it that was fun, but Maomao, who never jumped into the craze till the end, settled by saying that it really wasnt her sort of thing.

Maomao set down the laundry basket wearily. She felt she was going to get dizzy from the smell just by being here.

The moment she stood up listlessly, a maidservant who was carrying a basket of laundry bumped into her like she was in the way. The laundry fell atop Maomaos head.

Im so sorry!

The shrill-voiced maidservant gathered up the clothes.

The owner of these clothes seemed well attuned to fads as well a heavy smell of roses were ingrained into it.

(Roses huh.)

Maomao, who thought that she might be able to make a profit if she widely sold the rose water she made the other day, wouldnt be good.

In truth, she only made the rose water the other day because she could. She was going to preserve it without using it, since she heard that rose oil had a bad effect on pregnant women.

She thought it wouldnt be a problem if Consort Gyokuyou doesnt use a large amount, but since she didnt know what could happen, she had to be careful.

For that reason, before it goes off, she had intended for the chance to sell it at the prostitution quarter.

Mmm, Maomao grabbed hold of the laundry, blinking incessantly. She brought it closer to her nose. And sniffed it.