After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

After the two left, Lu Xiyue laughed and fell back on the young man beside her, with a puzzled face: "What happened recently?"

"No, why do you ask that?" Xiao Yunheng was puzzled.

"I see you are not in a good mood."

Mr. Qian and Mr. Cheng just now were obviously scared off by him, and there was also the matter about Tao Jinshuang.

He seems to be a little more hostile recently.

Lu Xiyue did not involve the abnormal emotions of the young man on herself at all.

Xiao Yunheng lowered his eyes, and the girl's white face was reflected in his pupils, he smiled lightly: "Is there?"

"I almost wrote the four characters of bad mood on my face."

The young man was surprised, and gave the girl a deep look.

Lu Xiyue just felt inexplicable.

"It's not that I'm in a bad mood." Xiao Yunheng felt that he should find an excuse: "It's probably because the weather is bad, and the people who appear to have a bad face."

Lu Xiyue:? ?

There is also this statement.

The young man looked as usual, not like talking nonsense.

But the weather has been really bad lately, the sky is always gray, like it's going to rain heavily.

As she expected, in the early morning of the next day, the bean-sized raindrops seemed to fall from the sky, and it hurt to hit her body.

With the heavy rain pouring overhead, the shop had to be closed naturally, and Lu Xiyue was free to study the before and after notes of the flower dew in the mansion.

The scent of floral dew in the room overwhelmed each other, Xiao Yunheng helped her record the dosage of each type of floral dew across the table, the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

The young servant who came hastily knocked on the door: "Miss Lu, Mr. Xiao, the eldest son is back."

"Big brother is back!"

She put down the flower dew in her hand, got up and opened the door, when the wind blew outside, the rain came in and almost hit her.

She turned back to get the umbrella, Xiao Yunheng had already opened the umbrella and walked over.

"Let's go."

The young man held an umbrella and walked side by side with her.

The wind and rain were too heavy, and the wet skirt flew up, Lu Xiyue couldn't help shrinking her neck.

It's cooling down.

"Be careful, don't get wet."

The young man's voice came from above her head, and she saw the umbrella leaning towards her, and the clothes on half of his shoulders were soaked.

She approached him subconsciously, raised her hand and pushed the umbrella towards Xiao Yunheng.

The sound of rain was endless, she was close to half of the young man's chest, and a slight weight suddenly fell on her shoulders.

Xiao Yunheng put one hand on her shoulder, and looked ahead indifferently.

Lu Xiyue was stunned and had already walked to the gate.

Zhao Pinqian, who was wearing a coir raincoat, jumped off his horse and hurriedly hid under the threshold that could shelter the rain.

"What are you doing out, it's raining so hard outside, go in quickly."

"It's all out, brother, what did you bring back?" She looked at the large boxes unloaded from the carriages behind, and asked curiously.

"Oh, the shop is closed, I'll bring things back."

The rain was so loud that the conversation between the two could only be yelled.

After half a stick of incense, they stared at the unloading of the goods, and several people returned to the main hall, changed into clean clothes, and gathered in the main hall.

Mother Lu made ginger tea and poured a bowl for each of them: "Drink it while it's hot, and be careful not to catch the cold."

After recuperating for a few days, she was in a much better mood than when she learned the truth about the death of her sister and husband.

Sadness is inevitable, but life has to go on.

After taking a sip of ginger tea, he really felt much better. Zhao Pinqian talked about the things along the way one after another, exchanging with Lu Xiyue what happened these days.

Lu Xiyue told him about the opening of the Hualu shop. Although the opening time was good, the profit of the shop is very considerable. Now the main consumers are women and girls from wealthy households.

Of course, in the future there will be small and cheap floral dew, and ordinary people will naturally consume it.

Zhao Pinqian opened the floral dew she made, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

The flower dew has the fragrance of crabapple flowers, which is elegant and pleasant. After dripping on the skin and soaked by the temperature of the skin, the smell is even more fragrant than when it is sprayed in the air.

Even though he has been in business for so many years and has been exposed to countless incense, Zhao Pinqian has never seen such a quality fragrance.

"Things are good things, but it's a pity that we can't sell them at a good price here in a place where birds don't shit."

If this was in the capital, ten taels of silver for a small bottle of floral dew would be more than enough.

He remembered this and asked, "What price do you charge in Dongping City?"

"One bottle of three taels of silver, and the lid of the watering can is one tael of silver each."

Zhao Pinqian silently calculated the cost in his heart, and after summing it up, a bottle of floral dew can make a profit of one or two taels of silver.

Not too bad, after such a calculation, he couldn't help feeling a little bit pained.

How much money is underestimated.

Seeing him staring at Hualu with a painful face, Lu Xiyue couldn't help but smile: "Brother, I have an idea, do you want to listen to it?"

Zhao Pinqian put down the dew and nodded his chin: "Say it."

"Why don't you buy some shares, let's cooperate, just like a dim sum shop."

"Cooperation!" Zhao Pinqian was a little surprised, "Such a profitable business, are you sure you want to cooperate with me?"

The little girl usually looks very shrewd, why is she so stupid now.

If it were him, he would be reluctant to give away such a big piece of meat. Of course, if it was Lu Xiyue, he would be willing.

Seeing his thoughts, Lu Xiyue said indifferently: "You are my big brother, as the saying goes, if the rich don't flow into other people's fields, it would be great if everyone can make money together."

What's more, on weekdays, Zhao Pinqian spends a lot on behalf of their family. If others treat her sincerely, she must repay her sincerely.

It is true that the fat water does not flow into the field of outsiders.

"Okay, you are willing, and I have no reason to push it out, but this time, you are six and I am four."

For the dim sum shop, Lu Xiyue can share [-]% of the money.

Lu Xiyue originally thought of five or five points, but Zhao Pinqian obviously didn't want to take advantage, and she had no reason to refuse.

The two brothers and sisters said a few words, and the matter of the Hualu shop was finalized.

"That's right." Zhao Pinqian remembered something, took out a cloth bag from his arms, and handed it to Xiao Yunheng: "This is what Xie Zhizhou asked me to bring to you."

He said it was very important, but he didn't open it to read it, and kept it in his arms along the way.

Xiao Yunheng opened the cloth bag, and inside lay an ordinary jade plaque, on which was carved the most common unicorn pattern.

Zhao Pinqian leaned over to have a look, saw the things in the cloth bag clearly, and couldn't help but wonder: "Is there anything special about this thing?"

Naturally, he would not be so foolish as to think that this was a jade tablet that was usually worn.

Xiao Yunheng caressed the pattern on the jade tablet, his eyes flickered: "This is my mother's relic."

His voice is light, but reveals a bit of restraint.

Zhao Pinqian knew Xiao Yunheng's identity well, and when he heard the word "relic", he didn't mention it again.

The atmosphere in the main hall froze for a moment, Mother Lu quietly glanced at Lu Xiyue.

Lu Xiyue pointed to herself and raised her hand blankly.

Mother Lu sighed, but she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth.

What responded to her was the girl's frowning and puzzled expression.