The queen died unjustly and was reborn as the empress.

The other two shops, Congee Shop and Rouge Shop, were not so good and could only be considered small profits.

In this era, ordinary people would only use rouge and gouache during festivals, and they could not receive big orders if they opened on this street. However, Bailan did not withdraw the store, but only changed the name of the store to Shiweifang and Wanqingsi.

She has her own ideas for these two stores.

First, she wants to promote her desserts; second, the drought is coming, and she wants to do a lot of things in the name of Shiweifang; third, the powder she gave Bai Mei last time gave her a new idea, and she wants to make unique women's products. .

She knew very well that in order to be powerful, she not only relied on her status as Bai Xiang's legitimate daughter, but also had strong financial support. This principle was the same at all times and in all countries.

Bai Lan called Shopkeeper Wang from Shiweifang: "Shopkeeper Wang, Shiweifang will no longer make porridge. It will be turned into a snack shop. The daily sales volume is limited. The chefs use their extra time to make steamed buns and meat buns."

The dim sum shop doesn’t make more dim sum but makes more steamed buns and steamed buns? Shopkeeper Wang and the steamed bun chefs in the store were stunned by this train of thought.

Bai Lan saw their doubts and did not stop to explain but continued: "Not everyone can have three meals of food and clothing like us, so I thought that in the future, Shiweifang will distribute free food at three fixed meal times every day. Let the poor people who cannot afford to eat and have nothing to eat have food every day like us."

Shopkeeper Wang was so moved that he cried when he heard that the buns were made to be eaten by the poor.

He thought about that year when there was a famine in his hometown, he and about 20 other tribesmen went to the imperial capital by eating tree bark and weeds, and he was the only one who survived in the end.

Just as he was lying dying outside the gate of the imperial capital, a kind-hearted little boy gave him a steamed bun.

With a lingering fragrance in his hands, he had been thinking about the day when he would have the strength to help strangers in need in this way, but he was powerless as the Zheng Dong family had been so picky and fussy before.

Now the new owner actually took the initiative to say that he wanted to help the poor, and he couldn't help but be moved after hearing this.

"Don't worry, my boss, I'll be responsible for helping the poor. I will definitely deliver the boss's steamed buns to all those who need them. This is also my lifelong wish."

Bai Lan was very satisfied. Shopkeeper Wang looked very kind, and she believed in her own vision.

"Since you want to deliver food, you need a lot of rice. From today, you put up a notice that Shiweifang is willing to collect grain at a price 20% higher than the market price. The premise is that the food must be good and that Shiweifang must stock up for at least 5 years. amount."

What? 20% higher than the market price? Do you still want to stock up on 5 years' supply? Bai Lan's idea frightened Shopkeeper Wang again. "Boss, do we need so many? How much does this cost!"

Shopkeeper Wang was right to have her doubts, but she was the only one who knew about the locust plague within one month.

As for harvesting grain at a price 20% higher than the market price? Haha, how could she successfully lure the prince if she didn't do this?

Bai Lan smiled lightly, "Be prepared for danger in times of peace! We can't just look at the present. No one can predict the future. There is no point in asking. Just do what I say. You will understand by then."

Looking at the anxious shopkeeper Wang, Bai Lan took out 5 folded banknotes from her sleeve, each worth 1000 taels, "You can use these first. If you don't have enough, go to the main store Nian Ci Tang. Shopkeeper Lian Chengzheng will give them to you." "

Looking at the five thousand taels of silver notes in his hand, shopkeeper Wang said no more. The boss could easily take out the five thousand taels, presumably because he had someone behind him. He was right to follow what he did, and it was a good thing. Save people. God will bless them.

At the Haoshiwei Shop here, Bai Lan went to Wan Qingsi next door. Ms. Zhou, the shopkeeper of Wan Qingsi, was introducing the latest rouge colors and balms to the customers. When Bai Lan got close, she felt a sting in her nose and sneezed three times in a row.

After greeting the guests, Mrs. Zhou came to Bai Lan and said attentively: "My boss, you are a grown man, so naturally you are not used to smelling these ointments, but these are women's favorite scents."

Bai Lan waved her hands in disgust: "Shanchuan, hurry up and open the front and back doors for me to ventilate. Your young master is dying! If my woman rubs these ointments, I will kick her away!"

Hearing these words, all the customers in the store, including Mrs. Zhou and the girls in the store, twitched their mouths. The outspoken woman was unhappy.

"Hey, young master, how can you talk like this! What we bought is your stuff, what's wrong? We don't deserve it anymore?"

Mrs. Zhou's brain is in a state of confusion. Has this boss really been kicked in the head by a donkey?

She quickly tried to smooth things over: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, our boss didn't mean it this way."

"What does that mean?"

"Yes, if we don't make it clear today, we won't leave!"

"That's right, we want an explanation!"

The scene was tense for a while.

In fact, Bai Lan said those words on purpose, she just wanted such an effect.

The mountains and rivers opened the front and rear doors and windows, and a gust of breeze blew through, and two-thirds of the fragrance in the store was immediately dispersed.

Bai Lan slowly took out a glass bottle from her cuffs.

"Ladies, please be patient. There is a reason why I say this. The balms sold in Wan Qingsi are all from the previous owner. Today I take over Wan Qingsi and will launch the latest product for you, called ' Perfume', the perfume smells fresh and lasts better."

As he spoke, Bai Lan lightly pressed the perfume bottle in his hand on everyone's heads, puffing twice, and the store was suddenly filled with a unique fragrance.

The top note is rosin, and the middle note gradually adds the sweetness of citrus, and finally turns into rose scent. Oh my God, what kind of magical species is this? It's so wonderful.

Even Mrs. Zhou, who has been doing rouge and gouache for decades, was completely convinced.

"Master, how is this perfume made?" Everyone stretched their necks to wait for Bai Lan's answer.

"Each bottle of perfume has to go through a tedious process and takes seven, seven and forty-nine days to be refined before it is complete. Each one is indispensable. Today, I made all the ladies unhappy with my abrupt remarks, and I am willing to make up for it with a perfume sample."

Bai Lan said and took out a stack of perfume sample test papers. Different colors represent different fragrances. There are five test papers for each person.

The ladies who were originally in high spirits suddenly became happy and went out talking and laughing with the test strips in hand.

"We will be closed for the next two days for rectification. The original strong and colorful ones in the store have been sold out. I will replace them with a new batch for you after a while."

Mrs. Zhou has lost interest in the original balms since she first smelled the perfume, and she readily agreed when she heard that they would be removed from the shelves.

Shanchuan was no longer surprised by Bai Lan's coquettish actions. Although she had never seen perfume, she had smelled it before, and she never showed any surprise from the beginning to the end.

After sorting out several shops, Bai Lan fanned herself and started shopping.

To be honest, she had visited Beixi Street but not Nanxi Street. Compared to Beixi Street, things here were more down-to-earth. Not far ahead, a crowd of people gathered around.