"Jin'er, I love him so much. One day without seeing him feels like three autumns apart. I really envy you for not understanding this kind of feeling." Shen Youchu hugged Ji Jin's arm and said with a satisfied smile: "I hope you never understand this kind of feeling." Taste. ”

"..."

Ji Jin felt that Youchu had said something, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed like he had said nothing.

That’s all.

"I don't know when Mr. Ning will be free. I also want to ask him how to compose poems." Ji Jin couldn't help but feel excited when he thought of the six poems written by Mr. Ning.

Shen Youchu tilted his head and asked in confusion: "Aren't poems and lyrics similar?"

"It's different. Poetry pays more attention to rhythm and style, but words can better express a person's emotions and experiences. A person's poetic style can be imitated, but the style of words is like experience and state of mind. Different people have different views and opinions. expression."

Mr. Xu called Mr. Ning the Immortal of Poetry.

But she felt that Mr. Ning was more like the dragon head in the poem.

Poems can be imitated, but the majestic yet delicate and gentle brushwork is always unique.

"That's it...it turns out that poetry has so much to pay attention to...I see..."

Ji Jin couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Shen Youchu still seemed to understand after listening to her.

"That's all, I won't tell you this. To be more straightforward, I want to ask Master Ning for advice on how to accurately express my feelings through lyrics."

"If you have something to say, why don't you just write lyrics?" Shen Youchu asked back, causing a blush to appear on Ji Jin's cheeks.

Why?

Ji Jin lowered her eyebrows and looked at her lifelong best friend.

Probably because I could express my yearning for Shixian and didn't want to lose this good friend in front of me, I could only put my love in poetry.

"Jin'er, you have something on your mind."

"That's why I wanted to ask Mr. Ning for advice on how to write lyrics that express my feelings directly."

"You can tell me, we are good friends, why do you only want to tell him?"

"..."

Ji Jin frowned slightly and was about to explain, when Mei Xiang rushed into the room excitedly waving a jade plaque.

"Miss, Mr. Ning has sent a message, saying that he wants you to go to Ping An Medical Center tomorrow morning to do a favor."

Shen Youchu didn't have time to be happy when he heard that he was not there to see the perfume but to help. He was shocked: "Help? What trouble did Mr. Ning get into? Could it be that the Ye Liu family was exposed by Mr. Ning because of a scandal? Do they want to take revenge on Master Ning?"

"I know that couple of bitches are full of evil, Ju Xiang! What's going on?"

Juxiang stepped out, looked calmly at the young lady who rolled up her sleeves and wanted to fight with the Yeliu family, and uttered two words.

"Lack of money."

"What?!"

"Master Ning is short of money for making perfume and wants to ask the lady for help. The lady will bring more banknotes tomorrow."

Ju Xiang took a sharp look at Mei Xiang who was in high spirits.

Is it something to be happy for the young lady to find out that Mr. Ning is a freeloader?

If it were her, she would have given Mr. Ning's bodyguard a few banknotes and sent them away on the spot, so as not to make the young lady sad.

When Shen Youchu heard the news, he was really surprised.

Then, she slammed the table and laughed heartily: "Yeah, yeah, that's great! Mr. Ning is finally willing to ask me for money, which shows that he regards me as one of his own!"

"..."

"..."

Ju Xiang and Mei Xiang knew beauty was in the eye of the beholder, but they didn't expect the young lady to be so irrational.

"Meixiang, why are you still standing there? Go to the island and pack all the banknotes into boxes and deliver them to Mr. Ning tomorrow morning!"

"But Miss, what if Mr. Ning didn't ask you for money?" Mei Xiang had known that the matter was so complicated, and she should have caught the black guy who sent the message and asked him to say a few more words.

Just these four words "help me tomorrow morning", does she have to make her count the banknotes all night?

A word worth a thousand pieces of gold is nothing more than that.

"Whether it is or not, let's go quickly before Mr. Ning has any regrets."

Shen Youchu sent Mei Xiang away unwillingly, humming a tune happily.

Suddenly, he realized that there was someone present who also valued Mr. Ning, and he looked towards Ji Jin.

Ji Jin was seen standing on the spot as if he was petrified, with his red lips slightly opened and not closed for a long time. It was obvious that he wanted to say something but was embarrassed to say it.

"Jin'er, you don't think that Shixian and immortals don't eat or drink, do you? Mr. Ning asked me for money, and his status and image in your mind suddenly collapsed?"

Ji Jin nodded and shook his head subconsciously, and said harshly: "I said, I am only interested in his poems."

She was a little disappointed.

But it's not that I'm disappointed that Ning Wushen can't handle the difficulties. Everyone has difficulties in life.

She was disappointed.

Ning Wuhuang should know clearly that Youchu treats him very well, but he still wants to take advantage of this and pretend to ask for money from Youchu.

He didn't say anything, he just asked for help, but Youchu would never turn a blind eye to his offer of help.

"Youchu, I will go with you to see Ning Wuyan tomorrow. If he dares to bully you, even if he is a Shixian, I will...want..."

Ji Jin suddenly got stuck.

Shen Youchu knew that she was not talking, but had not thought about whether to hit or scold her. He also knew that Jin'er was worried that she would be deceived by a bad man, so he jumped up and hugged Ji Jin, and rubbed her chest contentedly. .

"Jin'er, you're so kind to me. Don't worry, Mr. Ning has a sense of propriety. If I give him money, he will only write an IOU. Then, when he can't pay back, I can just make him agree with me."

"Jin'er, you don't know, I've been waiting for this kind of opportunity."

Ji Jin saw that she was not joking, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for Mr. Ning.

That’s all.

She should think carefully about how to talk to Mr. Ning normally when they meet tomorrow, and stop being shy.

early morning.

When the sunlight passed through the green and red peaches and turned into mottled bright spots, it fell on Ning Wuyan's face. He opened his eyes and looked first at the porcelain bottle soaked in the bamboo tube.

In perfect condition.

He pulled out the cork of the porcelain bottle and smelled it.

The fragrance is a bit stronger than last night. If this bottle of perfume had not been made to be more fragrant according to Shen Youchu's preference, it would be available for takeout at this time.

"Chrysanthemums and plum blossoms still need to reduce the fragrance concentration and add less plant essential oils."

Ning Wuyang took the bamboo tube back to the perfume-making room, found a shady corner and placed it, and then changed the formula recorded in the past two days.

The alcohol has already been prepared in jars, and the amount is just enough to make a thousand bottles of perfume. Which flowers to extract plant essential oils will depend on the next purchase.

The remaining process is to mix them according to the successful proportioning method, then stir, let it sit, shake, and let it stand again until it reaches a certain degree of clarity and richness, and then it can be sold to the outside world.

"A porcelain bottle contains three taels of perfume. I sell it for fifty taels of silver a bottle. No one has any objections."

Since ancient times, rare things have been valued.

Those who control the top means of production have the power to price things produced.

Ning Wuhuang felt that at this price, compared to the Taohuazui from Ye's Incense Shop, which cost one liang of incense and a hundred taels of silver, he was still too kind.

There is no way, who calls him a conscientious businessman?

Delegate what needs to be done in each process, and leave it to yourself to control the scale of deployment.

The next step is to raise funds to purchase various raw materials and officially put them into production.

"Xiao Yunfei, has the letter I asked you to deliver last night arrived?"

Ning Wuyan opened the door and saw that the sun was rising and Shen Youchu hadn't arrived yet, so he couldn't help but be anxious about today's production plan.

When Yunfei saw the shameless young master still urging him, he pursed his lips and said, "Send it away."

As for whether he would come, Yunfei did not force him at the time. For the sake of the future of the young master, he not only hoped that Miss Shen could help, but also did not want Miss Shen to give the young master money.

When I was in a dilemma, the sound of horse hooves "??" sounded.

A carriage with two horses riding abreast came from the opposite direction of the small island in the middle of the lake.

Before it stopped, the car curtain opened, and a pink figure jumped down, picked up the skirt and ran towards Ning Wuyan.
Chapter completed!