Feng Heming

Chapter 45 It's really hard to guard against a house thief!
Jiang Yuanxi rested his cheeks, his eyes swept over the rouge and gouache on the table one by one.

She had already returned to Wutong Garden from A Niang, and the previous rouge powder was also taken away by A Zhu himself.

Jiang Yuanxi looked at it for a while, then raised his voice and called out, "Ah Fang."

After a while, A Fang came in, blessed Jiang Yuanxi, and got Jiang Yuanxi's instruction, bowed and sat beside her.

"Afang, have you heard of which rouge powder is the best recently?"

Afang smiled, "I know, it's Heng Yuanxiang."

Jiang Yuanxi let out a light "huh", "Has the reputation of Heng Yuanxiang's rouge gouache spread to you?"

She thought that only the noble daughters and wives of the aristocratic family knew about it, but unexpectedly, all the maids had already heard about it.

A Fang couldn't stop laughing, "How could it be possible that I didn't know, not to mention that some shopping women would tell some market news after returning home, even Ah Chun and the others would sometimes go to the back corridor alley to buy some twists, chestnuts, and hair ropes. Every time I have to ask the shopkeeper what's new in the capital.

Recently, Heng Yuanxiang's rouge powder is famous far and wide. Ah Chun and the others have worked hard to strengthen their bodies these days, and they all went for those gold leaves, just to buy a box or two of Heng Yuanxiang's rouge. "

Jiang Yuanxi never imagined that a box of rouge and gouache would have such an inspiring effect. After thinking for a while, she shook her head and laughed, "Sure enough, it's the face of a woman who wants to please herself!"

For the rouge powder, Ah Chun and the others are much more active than before. This is really true. Jiang Yuanxi wondered whether starting next month, adding a box of Heng Yuanxiang's rouge to the rewards, Ah Chun and the others will be more active in exercising?

"Then Ah Fang should also choose some rouge, these are Heng Yuanxiang's rouge."

Jiang Yuanxi ordered a few cases and asked Ah Fang to choose by himself.

Anyway, the toxins and impurities in her body have already been discharged after she practiced the life of all things, and her skin is more than snow. These rouge and water powders are of no use to her.

It was just to prevent A Niang from wasting all her efforts, so she didn't refuse.

A Fang bowed to promise, and carefully chose a rouge. She is Jiang Yuanxi's personal maid, and will be her housekeeper in the future.

But she was very measured, the little master asked how many things to choose, but she only chose one.

Jiang Yuanxi shook his head as he watched, and involuntarily picked out several other rouges for her, waved his hands not to allow Afang to refuse, and then told Afang to prepare a carriage, and she went to Longmeizhai to have a look.

"Guard Zheng, has Heng Yuanxiang been like this lately?"

Jiang Yuanxi was sitting on the attic on the second floor of Longmeizhai. While drinking tea, he looked at Heng Yuanxiang who was obliquely opposite through the window lattice. There was a steady stream of carriages stopping in front of the door.

Zheng Penghai glanced sideways, and replied: "Go back to Wu Niangzi, Heng Yuanxiang is the one with the best momentum in the Dongcheng area recently, and the customers come like clouds every day."

"Hey, even the business with silk and satin has improved a lot."

As far as the eyes can see, many people came out of Hengyuanxiang with one or two bolts of silk in their hands.

Jiang Yuanxi pondered for a while, then asked abruptly: "Guard Zheng, have you studied Heng Yuanxiang's rouge powder?"

Both of them understood the meaning of these words.

Zheng Penghai nodded, "After the two mothers and daughters came to thank you, I sent someone to buy a copy of all the rouge and gouache, and I invited a master and a doctor to come back to check, but found nothing.

The doctor said that there are indeed Chinese medicines in these rouges. For example, this Saixue powder is made from grinding Chinese medicines such as Angelica dahurica and Bai Fuling.

As for the master craftsman, it is said that in the production of these rouges, there is an extra crucial step. If you don't know this step, you can't imitate the appearance and effect of this kind of rouge. "

As a businessman, Zheng Penghai has no lack of intention to follow the trend and seek profit. He started to act as early as he saw Heng Yuanxiang's success.

When he thought about it, rouge and gouache were the same thing. Your Gu family can do it, but my Zheng family can't do it?

But now Zheng Penghai couldn't do it even if he wanted to.

Seeing his former competitor's business getting better day by day, Zheng Penghai felt very depressed.

He couldn't even imitate the master craftsman who made rouge and gouache, so he could only sigh in despair.

Jiang Yuanxi lightly tapped his fingers on the table, and the voice of "Du Tu Tu" sounded unhurriedly, "What about other shops that specialize in rouge and gouache, have you imitated them?"

They, Long Meizhai, have never dabbled in rouge and gouache, so they cannot imitate. Those shops that specialize in this line of business have no shortage of powerful masters.

"It has been nearly a month since Heng Yuanxiang launched the rouge powder, and no one has imitated it so far."

Jiang Yuanxi was silent about this, and asked softly after a while: "Guan Zheng, do you think the two mothers and daughters are real guests or babysitters?"

How can things in the world be so "just right"?
As soon as the situation could not be resolved, a little lady with white pockmarks came to the door. The host also presented rouge and gouache as a gift. After five days, the white pockmarks on the little lady's face were half healed.

This kind of "coincidence", Jiang Yuanxi felt that it was deliberately done by someone, the purpose was to spread the reputation of Heng Yuanxiang's rouge gouache, so as to attract the attention of noble ladies and wives of the aristocratic family.

"Both guest and babysitter."

What Zheng Guanshi said made Jiang Yuanxi raise his eyebrows.

"That little lady is indeed troubled by the white pockmarked face, and the white pockmarked face is real, but the mother and daughter are indeed Heng Yuanxiang's babysitters."

Jiang Yuanxi was silent, not afraid that it was child care, but that the effect was really so good.

"Have you heard any useful news?"

Three days after the farewell, Jiang Yuanxi was transforming step by step under the guidance of the old man in black. Even if he asked Zheng Penghai if he had bought Heng Yuanxiang, his expression would not change.

If you don't do this kind of method, someone will always do it. If so, why be hypocritical?

"I heard it. I heard that the formula of these rouge gouaches was prepared by Mrs. Gu San. All the rouge gouaches were made by the maids in her room, but the maids were doing ordinary processes. When it came to a certain step in the middle, It will be sent to a room, and Mrs. Gu will complete this step herself, and then let people move out these rouge and gouache, and continue to complete the subsequent process."

Zheng Penghai knew the meaning of the song, and told the news, "However, we can only inquire about this kind of superficial news. I heard that now Mrs. Gu's yard is no longer allowed to pass unrelated family members. .

The maids who specialize in making rouge and gouache have their family members settled in a different village to work, and they are tight-lipped about the production process and raw materials. "

When Jiang Yuanxi heard this, he took a meaningful look at the upright Zheng Penghai, and shook his head in admiration.

"It's really hard to guard against a house thief!"

If it wasn't for the betrayal by someone inside the Gu family, how could Zheng Penghai find out that even the family members of the maids had gone to settle in another village?

Jiang Yuanxi felt that if there were such traitors in the Jiang family, her grandfather would be so angry that the top of his head would smoke.

White hemp head, that is, acne, acne.

(End of this chapter)