Beta cannon fodder just wants to make perfume

Zhu Fu had her own plans and didn't care about Sister Hong's opinion at all. She just followed the plan, selling samples for half a day every day, and then going to the materials market for half a day to input materials. Her life was regular and fulfilling.

This is the greatest use of the golden finger in Zhu Fu's mind. At least there is a sample displayed outside in the material market. She only needs to stop for a while, less than 30 centimeters away, and the material information can be entered. She can visit a large area in half a day, so the material library is getting thicker day by day.

Then she would study the materials at night, familiarize herself with these new things, and mix some citrus-scented perfumes to store and maintain the feel of perfume making.

Such a schedule was undoubtedly tiring. She could only relax when she studied in the store at night. Fatigue tortured her emotions, and she was sensitive to begin with, so she really didn't want anyone to disturb her.

But there are some people who are so ignorant.

Boom--

The gate made a loud noise when it was hammered, and Zhu Fu almost broke the long pipe in his hand. A hint of anger flashed in his eyes. The person knocking on the door had better have something to do!

"Zhu Fu! Come out! I know you are at home! Don't try to keep the inheritance for yourself!" A young male voice with a somewhat hoarse voice penetrated every inch of the store.

What kind of legacy is this? Is there something else going on here? Is there something fishy about the original owner's identity? Zhu Fu resigned himself to the fate of throwing away the notebook in his hand and crawling downstairs to open the shutter door.

wow-

The rolling shutter door rolled up automatically under control. Zhu Fu first saw the visitor's laser-style shoes, and then noticed the pants and clothes with various plastic ring-shaped decorative chains. Based on her gradually deepening understanding of this world, this whole set of clothes was all trendy brands. Metal is used more than plastic nowadays. Although using plastic decorations is a bit ridiculous in her eyes, it is indeed a relatively niche and alternative thing.

The rolling shutter gradually rose, and she finally saw the full appearance of the person knocking on the door. He was about 1.72 meters tall, definitely not more than 1.75 meters tall - don't get me wrong, her eyes didn't have a ruler, it's just that she was 1.75 meters tall.

The man had a soft face, and seemed to have a bit of baby fat, with exaggerated makeup covering his face. Zhu Fu could only assume from his face shape that he was a minor. After taking a closer look, Zhu Fu felt that he had a relatively delicate face, and seemed slightly familiar, but the makeup prevented her from continuing her analysis.

"Hey - are you deaf? It took you so long to open the door!" The boy frowned and glared at her in dissatisfaction.

"Who are you?" Such a familiar tone, what's going on?
The boy pushed her aside and walked sideways into the store. He found a seat and sat down. He looked around and commented to himself, "Okay, it's changed a lot! You really treat this store as your own private property. You're pretending not to know it after just a few days?"

Zhu Fu leaned against the door, seemingly unresponsive, but in fact she had been searching her mind for a while. Although the original owner's memories were given to her, they were someone else's things after all, and she was not familiar with them enough. This person sounded really related to the original owner, and she was afraid of revealing a flaw, so she decided to find out his identity before speaking.

This search really did unlock some amazing things for her. Let's not talk about the weirdness of this hidden memory, let's just talk about the shock the content brought to her.

Only then did she realize what she had overlooked. Because she was a left-behind child, she was no different from an orphan when she grew up. Therefore, she had a weak sense of family and did not notice the loss of the original owner's family in her memory at the first time.

No matter which world it is, as long as humans need to give birth to children, there will be parents. It seems that the original owner was a single mother raising her daughter, but it is impossible for her to be raised by a single parent from the beginning. Zhu Fu had never delved into it before and ignored this aspect of her family memory.

In fact, before Zhu Fu was eight years old, she lived with her parents. Zhu's mother was a beta, and she found a male beta and gave birth to two children, Zhu Fu and the boy in front of him. The two children were four and a half years apart in age.

However, at this point, Zhu Fu still couldn't call him by his name, because the man was good-looking, and she felt somewhat unwilling to live a dull life. Later, he divorced her and took Zhu Fu's brother away. Not long after, she heard that she married an Alpha and had a child. Although the child unfortunately died, he also established a firm foothold in that family.

Recalling this, Zhu Fu relaxed for a moment. Although she knew theoretically that betas could have children, the fact that the "husband" divorced, remarried and had children in this seemingly normal couple was still a bit of a challenge to her acceptance.

What followed was her experience before she traveled through time, when she went to her biological father's house and was kicked out. At that time, this beta brother was more restrained at home, at least he had no makeup on his face, otherwise it would not have been so difficult for her to recognize the person who bullied her in the original owner's memory.

"You're yelling and making a fuss. Is this how you treat your sister?" Zhu Fu chose to strike first.

The boy really had no doubts. He just stared at her, "You still know you are my sister?! What did you say before? Where is that woman's property? Did you take it all for yourself?"

Zhu Fu ignored him. She opened the bracelet in front of him and began to look up the marriage law, slowly reading the regulations regarding property.

"Okay! If you don't want to give it to her, just say it! Don't pretend here!" The boy stood up angrily, looking at her with humiliation in his eyes, "You have to give her the same thing as the store and the recipe! She gave birth to me, there's no reason to be so partial to her!"

Zhu Fu's hand stopped. Partial? You and your son are quite partial. How dare you say you are fair to the original owner after treating her like that?

As for the perfume recipe? Although the original owner's mother made some perfumes, she didn't leave any recipes. It's true that the junior perfumer certification will have a recipe, but this thing is generally less innovative, which proves that the layman has turned into an expert, and it is usually not of much value.

The original owner's mother was no exception. She never showed that the recipe was valuable. If it really was valuable, the original owner's mother would definitely grit her teeth and sell it to raise money for the original owner's college tuition.

So Zhu Fu intuitively felt that this fragrance recipe referred to the "orange" she prepared. Although she did not sell it, she had already sent out three 30ml bottles through the auditor. It was not surprising that someone knew about it. Moreover, the registration information was public. A quick check would reveal that it was hers. But how did the boy in front of him know about it?

"How do you know the recipe?"

The boy raised his eyebrows, looking like he was about to accuse her, and told her the whole story, "You took the incense recipe without telling your dad first! It's like everyone has their own incense business, and now it's her turn to show off..."

Through the story, Zhu Fu roughly guessed the cause and effect. The reviewer was indeed from a wealthy family. She used it at a friend's party. A friend's little niece liked the scent after smelling it, so it became one of the destinations for her three bottles. Then the little niece showed off in the beta circle and attracted attention.

The boy lost face in the process, but soon discovered that the address the girl gave was his biological mother's shop - this was also Zhu Fu's problem, she didn't think there was anything wrong with using the address of a perfume shop to send things, so he learned about the perfume recipe from the address.

Because his biological mother had never had a pregnancy before her death, he concluded that it was his sister who had used the incense recipe to have a pregnancy. As for why it was not his sister who had a pregnancy—

"You are an empty-headed fool! Who would believe you if you said you made the right combination? You can't even recognize all the tools, how can you study the incense recipe directly!"

Zhu Fu really couldn't explain this. She could say that she learned it secretly, but there must be a process. How could she develop a new recipe without even memorizing the ingredients? None of her colleagues would believe it.

But she was not too worried. Just now, she finally remembered a detail. When her brother was taken away, the two parties had an agreement on property division. When the name was changed, an agreement to give up the right of inheritance was added. It was made by both parents. Maybe this brother didn't know it, but Zhu's mother's property had nothing to do with him anymore.

"Rong Heluo, no matter what you say, mom's inheritance has nothing to do with you. When you changed your name, you gave up your right to inherit mom's inheritance."

The boy, or Rong Heluo now, was stunned for a while before regaining his composure. "Who cares about this little thing! Then I'll change my job! Haven't you always wanted to squeeze into the upper circle? As long as you give me the fragrance recipe, I'll take you to the dance. They are all Alphas from wealthy families. You can pick any one of them..."

"No need, you can stay by yourself." Zhu Fu interrupted him. If he remembered correctly, because he was the stepson of the Rong family, he was also resentful and wanted to stir up some trouble to gain some attention.

"Don't be ungrateful!" Rong Heluo felt that Zhu Fu was mocking him, and his expression immediately turned ugly. "How can I be ridiculed by a poor guy like you? If you don't know what's good for you, just wait and see! Don't come to beg me when the time comes!"

Zhu Fu rubbed her earlobe, trying to distract herself from the itchiness in her ear. Why did this sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it a lot recently.
After another quarrel and sending away the angry Rong Heluo, Zhu Fu was about to close the door to study again. He caught a glimpse of people coming in and out of Sister Hong's house from the corner of his eye, and suddenly stopped where he was.

It was previously speculated that the original owner did not follow Sister Hong, but she had never figured out how the cannon fodder managed to get into the upper circle. Now it seems, is it possible... that it was Rong Heluo?
It is impossible for such underage children to attend important banquets, so the theme of the banquet is probably not that important. Some pretty boys and girls can also participate, each taking what they need, clinging to others and hunting for beauties at the same time.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. The environment around the original owner lacked this opportunity, and the original owner's father and brother were rare people who could establish connections with the upper class. With the original owner's style, if he was really desperate, he would go back and beg them for help.

So it’s better not to deal with each other, Zhu Fu frowned, and let’s just go our separate ways. She didn’t want her perfume business to get into any trouble.

In addition, this business must be done as quickly as possible, as her remaining balance does not allow her to waste time.

Zhu Fu handed the auditor another letter, saying that her store was almost ready except for the opening time. In fact, she just wanted to hear the auditor talk about things related to the perfume.

I won't open the store. Selling my own perfume is beyond my business scope. But no one can say anything about preparing to open the store, right? It's almost time to open the store. Fatty Jinrong next door has been investigated and is busy with his own business. There are fewer gossips on the street. Closing the store will cause speculation. Who knows, her store might be investigated tomorrow.

……

“Do you sell perfume here?”

On a somewhat rainy day, a customer came to the store.

Zhu Fu was a little confused as he had not really prepared to open the shop, but he still received the girl who came in well.

"We haven't officially opened for business yet, and there's only one perfume on the counter. What style of scent do you need?" Zhu Fu skillfully took out a perfume and sprayed it on the perfume test paper.

The young female beta revealed a student-like innocence and looked at her movements curiously, "What do I need?"

Zhu Fu handed over the perfume test paper, "It depends on whether you like it or not. For example, office workers won't like those that smell too sweet, which doesn't fit their image. This one is more youthful, you can try it."

Girls of this age are not the main users of perfume. If they don’t need it, they won’t spend money on it. In addition, with her clear eyes, Zhu Fu can easily know that the girl is buying with a purpose, so there is no need to waste words. She only has one model, and if it works, it works, and if it doesn’t, it doesn’t.

(End of this chapter)