Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 225 New Style New Trend
You know what, this girl is really good at showing off. At Tingyun's strong request, she put all the unused facial masks in a glass jar and took them back.

After taking it back, she couldn't help showing off to the sisters around her. She held the jar in her hand and said that this was a treasure made by Lord Xia personally for her, which could make her face white, tender and smooth.

No one would have believed it at first. Who is Lord Xia? Would he go to so much trouble to create something new for a mere actor like you?
It is no exaggeration to say that Lord Xia is a god-like figure in Fuliang. There are more than a hundred girls in the theater. He would walk over and point to one of them and say "Follow me tonight". The girl would happily dress herself up neatly, leaving no hair on her body except her hair and eyebrows, for fear of pricking Lord Xia.

A person like this made a gift for her personally? What kind of status is she? Is she worthy of it?
"Master Xia even made clothes for me himself."

The sisters dispersed one after another, and few of them responded to her. People's joys and sorrows are not the same, and her show of joy would only sound like noise to others.

"Go to bed early. You can dream about anything, my dear sister."

"You still don't believe it." Tingyun rolled his eyes: "Don't be so envious that you cry when the time comes."

But in the end, no one believed it. However, she didn't seem to care. Instead, she held the jar and played with it carefully, as if her father had brought her a beautiful kite when she was a child.

Suddenly, she instinctively felt a resentful and sad gaze. She turned around abruptly and found Feng Lingyue Xiaoyue standing not far behind her, with only half of her face showing, staring at her with eyes like a snake.

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue, come quickly."

Finally found someone to show off to, Tingyun ran over holding a jar and said, "Look, this is the gift that Master Xia made for me. I'll give you some to try, it's really useful."

Feng Lingyue's breathing was hissing at this moment. If she continued to talk, she would probably be bitten. But Tingyun was obviously not aware of it. She admired the bottle and said, "Master Xia also asked me to take off my clothes, pinching and scratching me. It was so itchy."

It was a good thing that Feng Lingyue couldn't transform into the second stage, otherwise she would have exploded. But even if she didn't explode, her emotions would have been basically blown up. She said in that sinister tone: "You lied."

"How could I lie to you? It's true."

As she spoke, Tingyun took a step forward, and this step just happened to avoid Xiaoyue's hand that was pinching her neck, leaving Feng Lingyue empty-handed.

"Try it first. Tomorrow I'll take you to see Lord Xia and ask him to customize a set for you. You have a nice figure and long legs, so he's sure to like it."

"Really?" Feng Lingyue instantly recovered from her ghostly state and asked with sparkling eyes, "You're not lying?"

"Let's wait until night. There are performances during the day."

"Ah."

Just because of this sentence, Feng Lingyue was distracted the whole next day, and accidents happened frequently when she was performing on the stage. Fortunately, Tingyun had a strong ability to respond on the spot, and those mistakes that could have been serious performance accidents were cleverly covered up by her, and instead presented a spiritual stage play to the audience.

But when the performance was over, Tingyun complained a lot. While removing her makeup, she said, "Xiaoyue, you can't be like this today. Why are you so distracted?"

"Take me to see Lord Xia quickly! I want to see Lord Xia!"

Feng Lingyue didn't want to discuss work with her at this moment. She was going to find Xia Lin madly, but was finally held down by Tingyun.

"Why don't you take a shower before you go? If they get close to you and think you stink, they'll be disgusted with you."

Xiaoyue thought it was a good idea, so she grabbed her clean clothes and went to the theater's bathhouse. She had fair skin when she went in, but when she came out she had rubbed herself so hard that her skin became shiny, reflective and translucent.

"Let's go." Xiaoyue's face flushed with excitement: "Go find Master Xia!"

"Be more normal. Girls should be more reserved. If you are not reserved, people will be scared." Tingyun taught Xiaoyue on the way: "Be calm and elegant, soothing and gentle. Do you understand?"

"Know it!"

At this moment, Xia Lin was studying a few sets of clothes, and Tang Baoer was sitting next to him, advising him: "Fashion is linked to brands. How much do you think this piece of clothing can sell for?"

"Twelve?"

"Ten taels is the cost. People who are willing to spend ten taels on clothes will not mind spending fifty taels on clothes. By then, stores will be opened in the center of every city. Don't worry about how expensive the land is. Just triple the price and buy it. Then advertise everywhere that the city's land king has been bought by the Tang family business. Build a five-story building first. You have to sign up for membership when you enter the door. The junior membership is ten taels of silver a month. Don't complain about the high price. There is also a limit on the number of people. There are only a hundred numbers in a city. If you miss it, you can wait for more numbers. Ten numbers will be added during the Spring Festival, ten numbers will be added for His Majesty's birthday, five numbers will be added for the Dragon Boat Festival, and five numbers will be added for the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are only a few times a year. If you miss it, wait until next year."

Xia Lin stood up and walked back and forth with his hands behind his back. "You can only buy things if you become a member. There are also rules for buying things. If you don't buy enough taels of silver, you won't be sold this thing. If you want it, you have to match it. If you want to buy a limited edition hairpin, 1,200 taels of silver, the hairpin is worth 800, and you have to buy other things to make up the remaining 400. A hairband will cost you 120, a basket will cost you 80, and you can only take the hairpin away if you add a pair of embroidered shoes worth 200 taels."

"Can this be done?"

"Yes, of course. Each hairpin is unique. People can't buy it even if they want to. There are numbers on the items to prevent counterfeiting. What about the clothes? One of the new models this year costs ten taels? Ten taels is enough to buy a thread. This dress costs one hundred taels, and there is no discount. I guarantee that when you go out, women on the street will turn around and look at you twice. When you go home, you will have to throw a tantrum and ask your men for money to buy it." Xia Lin fanned himself in his hand. "This is still a junior membership. Senior members get one hundred taels a month. They get priority supply of fragrances, perfumes, new clothes, pants and boots. There are only two of them in a city. If you don't want to wear the same clothes as others, you should buy them all." "This is... too dark. Is it possible?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? We still have super membership. At first, we will give out a batch of super membership to princesses and princes, and the rest will be sold out for 200 taels of silver a month. Super members don't get discounts, but they can buy limited editions in each city. Those styles are not seen by ordinary people. Those shoes and clothes, when you walk out, you are like the shining sun. When you stand in a crowd, your status and position will be immediately judged. You didn't even give me that silver fox fur worth 3,000 taels of silver, how dare you say you love me?"

Tang Baoer laughed loudly after hearing this: "Okay, okay, I don't even have a silver fox fur worth three thousand taels of silver..."

"You have the Tang family's land deed worth eight million taels." Xia Lin walked up to her and pinched her cheek: "Who gave it to you?"

"you……"

"Are you tempted now? What we care about is not practicality. It is not practical at all. Those shoes will break after one wash. Why would they break just for the sake of being thin and good-looking? Who would wash them if they are really rich? Who would wear their shoes a second time if they are really rich ladies?"

Miss Tang scratched her head when she heard this: "This is too extravagant. I'm a little panicked..."

"Don't panic, just do it. Don't worry, once it starts, people will flock to it. In the early stages, I will teach you how to advertise. This advertisement is not for those ladies, princesses, and princesses, but for poor people. Let everyone in the world know that this thing is expensive, not something that ordinary people can wear, and wearing it is awesome."

“Will it be an overstepping of authority?”

"How could that be? You can't draw dragons and phoenixes. You have a rigid mindset. It doesn't necessarily mean something is expensive if it's made of gold or silver or has dragons and phoenixes. Real expensiveness is a concept."

Tang Baoer nodded: "Okay, I understand. Then I'll go back first. Do you want to come to my place for dinner tonight?"

"Are we having dinner or staying overnight?"

Tang Baoer stood on tiptoe and kissed Xia Lin on the face: "It's up to you."

"Go during the day tomorrow. I have some things to do tonight."

"During the day..."

"Early in the morning." Xia Lin pinched her chin, then put his hand on her belly: "Strange, how come there is no movement in your stomach even though you put it in every day?"

Tang Baoer smiled and patted him: "For things like this, just let fate take its course. There's no rush. Besides, some people are going to be the prince consorts."

"Oh, I don't like what you said."

Tang Baoer sneered and poked him with her finger: "Then I'll go back first, I still have accounts to settle tonight."

"Okay, see you in the morning."

After she left, Xia Lin continued to sit there and perfect his plan to trick the woman until it was almost dark. He was so hungry that his hands and feet felt weak. Then he suddenly smelled a fragrance. He was familiar with this smell. It was the smell of the nympho princess of Silla!

Sure enough, as soon as he looked up, he saw Feng Lingyue running in from outside. Without saying a word, she returned to her nest like a young swallow and threw her head into Xia Lin's arms.

"Master Xia, do I smell good? I took a bath specially to come to see you. Feel it and see if it's smooth."

"Who brought her here?" Xia Lin tried to pull her away but she just clung to him and didn't move. "Take her away quickly. I'm doing something important."

At this moment, Tingyun, who was hiding in the back, finally showed her head and stuck out her tongue playfully: "You can't blame me. If I didn't bring her here, she would strangle me to death."

"You're talking nonsense." Xia Lin pushed the little Silla princess: "Okay, okay, go play over there for a while, and wait until I finish the plan at hand."

The little princess of Silla was a little silly, but she was quite sensible when it came to serious matters. She stood obediently by the side, serving tea, water and cakes to Xia Lin, looking quite like a beautiful lady.

On the contrary, Tang Baoer would not do these things. It is no wonder that she is born as a prostitute and is really good at pleasing men.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do by bringing her here?" Xia Lin finally finished the plan and straightened up: "But it just so happens that I also need to talk to you about something, you, Tingyun. Come here, your clothes are ready, come and try them on first."

"Right...right here?" Tingyun was stunned for a moment: "Xiaoyue is still here..."

(End of this chapter)