Daming: What abandoned baby?That is the grandson of the old Zhu family!

Outside the palace, Duke Wei's mansion.

Zhu Xiongying didn't know what he was fussing about these days, Xu Zhirong was very curious.

"Brother Huaiying." Xu Zhirong came in carrying a flower basket.

Zhu Xiongying happened to be drawing pictures on the table in the room at this time.

"Rong'er." Zhu Xiongying called softly.

Xu Zhirong sat beside Zhu Xiongying with a flower basket in his hand: "What has Brother Huaiying been up to lately? Are you staying out of the room?"

Zhu Xiongying raised his head and glanced at Xu Zhirong, the little girl was blushing from overheating after staying in the garden for a long time.

Zhu Xiongying got up and took a handkerchief, soaked it in water, and handed it to Xu Zhirong: "The weather is getting hotter, if you want to follow Fuli's maid to pick flowers in the back garden, remember to bring a bamboo hat, otherwise you will be troubled by heatstroke."

Xu Zhirong took off the veil and wiped the sweat off his face, but the blush on his face didn't fade away.

"What is brother Huaiying doing these days?"

"rouge."

Xu Zhirong was surprised: "Rouge? Why do you make rouge when it's so good? Isn't that all for girls?"

Zhu Xiongying smiled: "What I make is rouge for girls."

"Well...why?"

Zhu Xiongying stopped writing: "I want to open a shop by myself to sell rouge and gouache."

Xu Zhirong was taken aback: "Open a shop? Do you want to do business?"

"Yeah." Zhu Xiongying glanced at Xu Zhirong, "In fact, I had such an idea earlier, but I just started to do it now."

Xu Zhirong looked at the pattern Zhu Xiongying drew on the paper, and opened his eyes wide in novelty.

According to Zhu Xiongying's limited knowledge, there are mainly two types of rouge used by ancient women for makeup. One is to mash the picked red and blue flowers, extract the juice, and then dip silk floss into the red and blue flower juice to make it. The early rouge was named "Jinyanzhi"; the other was red and blue flowers processed into small and thin flakes, named "Jinhuayanzhi".

Later, this technology continued to develop. Around the time of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, people added beef marrow, pig pancreas, etc. to the juice extracted from red and blue flowers to make it solidify into a thick and lubricating grease. Written as "rouge", the word "fat" has a real meaning.

With the gradual development of the economy, the quality and quantity of the rouge gradually improved and increased, and people began to add various natural fuels to produce various rouges.

The reason Zhu Xiongying chose to sell rouge was because of its uniqueness and huge consumer base.

First of all, no matter what era we live in, women can indeed be said to be the backbone of market consumption.Take modern society as an example. Most of the products in various shopping malls, clothing stores, and restaurants are aimed at female consumer groups. This group consumes a wide range of items and a large number of items. Therefore, if you want to do business, of course you must Focus on this group first.

And according to Zhu Xiongying's understanding, in this era, few people seem to be doing business like rouge and gouache, which means that I don't need to compete with too many competitors, and the competitive pressure of doing business will be relatively small.Moreover, I am in Kyoto, where there are many wives and ladies of high officials and noble families. This group has a lot of money and pays most attention to grooming themselves, so there is no need to worry about not having customers.

Zhu Xiongying pointed to the picture on the paper: "Look, the first beauty I want to make is called Jinse. It mainly extracts juice and pollen from peony flowers, and uses traditional methods to make rouge."

Xu Zhirong nodded: "Jinse? It's a good name... Is it taken from Jinse's unprovoked fifty strings, one string and one column, the Jinse in the year of Sihua?"

Zhu Xiongying smiled: "Mo Rong'er is the one who knows me."

Xu Zhirong blushed and blinked shyly.

"When the time comes, it will have to be handed over to Rong'er for inspection." Zhu Xiongying said casually.

Naturally, Xu Zhirong couldn't wish for it: "Then I really want to see Brother Huaiying's ability."

"Okay." Zhu Xiongying said dotingly.

"Isn't that just right, do you see if you can use the flowers I picked from the garden?" Xu Zhirong asked.

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the various flowers lying quietly in the flower basket, and nodded: "Rong'er really helped me a lot."

The two went to the kitchen to get the medicine pestle they usually use for pounding medicine, and carried the flower basket to the yard to smash it.

"First drain all the flowers on the petals." Zhu Xiongying took out the flowers from the flower basket and put them on the ground.

Xu Zhirong saw a poppy lying quietly at the bottom of the flower basket.

The red petals are all showy and warm, and they look beautiful and stubborn in the sun.

Zhu Xiongying: "Why, Rong'er likes this poppy?"

Xu Zhirong: "No, it's just that this poppy has a very attractive vitality and mystery. When I was young, Chongci told me the story of Farewell My Concubine. At that time, I only thought that Yuji was a resolute and resolute woman. I am very impressed in my heart, seeing this Yu Meiren today, presumably that Concubine Yu is still a fragile woman, and her soul is even more admirable..."

Zhu Xiongying only thought that she was like those little girls' thoughts after hearing the love stories that have been passed down through the ages: "Yes, this Concubine Yu is also a real overlord."

"That's right, I also heard that since ancient times, heroes have passed the beauty pass, so has the Overlord of Western Chu passed Yu Ji's beauty pass, or not?" Xu Zhirong asked with a smile.

Zhu Xiongying smiled and shook his head without answering.

The two were busy talking and laughing, one on the left and the other on the right, and they seemed to be a little... well matched.

If this painting is called by others, the first word that pops up in their heads must be the word "good match", but Zhu Yuanzhang is standing at the door, his face can be said to be red and white.

This Xu Da!What the hell are you doing!

"Huaiying."

Zhu Xiongying and Xu Zhirong raised their heads after hearing the voice, and immediately saluted when they saw that it was Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, glanced at the broken flowers in Zhu Xiongying's hand, and sat aside.

Zhu Xiongying knew that when Zhu Yuanzhang came to see her, she didn't like the presence of other people, and often stayed alone with her for a while, so she asked Xu Zhirong to go back to her room first.

Xu Zhirong went back to the room tremblingly, she didn't know what was going on in her heart, she was suddenly a little scared, she always felt that the way Zhu Yuanzhang looked at her seemed to have some deep meaning, but she had always abided by the etiquette, and had never offended the current emperor, so she really couldn't think of anything to provoke her he...

"Why is Grandpa Huang free today?" Zhu Xiongying offered tea.

Zhu Yuanzhang took the tea, but didn't open his mouth. He glanced at Zhu Xiongying's body stained with flower fluid, and frowned unobtrusively.

It's just nonsense, how can I accompany a girl to make these flowers and plants.

How decent!How can a man do such indecent things!