The old lady patted Sang Luan's hand with great satisfaction, "Good boy."
Soon, Sang Luan and Liu Wenxian were the only ones left in the room.
Jin Rui, who was serving beside Liu Wenxian, lowered her brows and handed Liu Wenxian a cup of tea.
Liu Wenxian slowly took it with her right hand raised with her index finger raised.
She raised her eyes. "How is it? Do you have an answer to the question I asked just now?"
Sang Luan shook her head slightly. "Luan'er is stupid. Even though she has been in the mansion for a month, she doesn't know the answers to the two questions mother just asked."
"Luan'er will definitely be more attentive when she studies the affairs of the mansion later." She slowly lowered her head, looking very obedient.
Seeing her like this, Liu Wenxian slowly stood up and said, "Come with me."
Sang Luan followed closely behind him.
At the same time, at the gate of the Prince's Mansion.
"Hurry up and leave! Hurry up and leave! Where did this ignorant beggar come from? How dare he cause trouble in the Prince's Mansion!"
The guard at the door looked at the person in front of him with a vigilant look, his facial features twisted together.
Seems ready to strike at any moment.
Opposite them was a man who was neatly dressed, but his clothes were slightly pale from being washed.
The man narrowed his eyes and looked at the two guards from a distance.
The bruises around his lips were very obvious, and his face looked dark, and it was unclear whether it was from dirt or his own body.
In his right hand he held a jar of wine.
He staggered, tilted his head back, and poured the wine directly into his mouth.
After pouring for a long time, only one drop flowed out.
He muttered softly in dissatisfaction and poured it out again with force, but there was not even a drop left.
The man glared and threw the wine jar aside.
The wine jar instantly shattered into pieces.
The guards stood in front of the man tightly. When the man opened his mouth, he smelled of unpleasant alcohol all over his body.
It was obvious that he had been drinking all night and was unconscious, so he came to the door of the house to make a scene.
Seeing the man about to step forward again, one of the guards immediately stepped forward and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you want to cause trouble, you should be more careful about where you are."
He turned sideways and pointed at the plaque behind him, "See? This is the place!"
The man's eyes were blurry as he followed his gaze.
After a long while, he suddenly said, "Don't let me read it, I can't read!"
The guards looked at each other, and without saying a word, they picked up the sticks that had been prepared on the side and swung them directly at the man.
The man's eyes widened instantly. Seeing that the two people in front of him did not seem to be joking, he quickly took a few steps back.
"You are so bold! My last name is Meng!" The man put his hands on his hips and was full of energy.
He waved at the two of them, "Hurry in and inform your master!"
The two men were silent for a moment, their faces filled with disgust, and they raised the sticks in their hands and swung down again.
The man fled in panic, and a stick hit him hard on the back, and his screams resounded through the sky.
"I won't let you play tricks here again!"
The man groaned a few times and said hurriedly, "I am your prince's father-in-law! Your prince's wife's biological father!"
The two men who were happily fighting paused and stopped at the same time.
"You said you are the father-in-law of the prince?"
Seeing a hint of hesitation on the two men's faces, he straightened his back instantly, "Yes! Go and tell the prince that his father-in-law wants to see him!"
Inside the back room.
Meng Youning held a pink glass cup in her hand, raised it in front of her eyes and shook it slightly.
She raised her head slightly and watched the liquid in the cup swaying intently.
After shaking it slightly a few times, Meng Youning moved forward and sniffed lightly.
He shook his head slightly, looking somewhat dissatisfied.
Continue to shake gently.
After an unknown amount of time, Meng Youning sniffed again, and the corners of her mouth slowly rose.
The frown on his face was now completely relaxed.
On her right, Qi Ran was half-squatting on the ground, his hands half-clenched into fists on the edge of the table, his head resting on his fists.
He looked at Meng Youning intently, his eyes following her movements.
Seeing that Meng Youning had completed the steps at hand, Qi Ran consciously took the perfume bottle that had been prepared on the side and handed it to Meng Youning.
Meng Youning glanced at him sideways and silently poured the water in the glass cup into the perfume bottle.
After sealing the bottle, Meng Youning instantly felt a lot happier.
"Did you make this perfume? It smells so good!" Qi Ran said, nodding his head. "But why is it pink?"
Qi Ran looked very surprised, as if he had never seen this before.
Meng Youning didn't want to pay attention to him. She turned slightly to the side and caught a glimpse of Qi Ran's deep eyes. "That's the color I specially mixed. It's not difficult if you put in some effort."
Qi Ran's eyes twinkled, "You can do this! You're really amazing!"
The corner of Meng Youning's mouth twitched slightly. What was wrong with Qi Ran today?
I followed her here early in the morning and immediately had a hundred thousand questions.
Meng Youning continued to work on the new perfume, and replied with a forced smile, "Your Highness, thank you for your compliment. These are just simple things."
She had just taken a glass bottle when Qi Ran beside her spoke again, "Why is this transparent? You actually use glass to store perfume. How much does it cost to sell a bottle?"
Meng Youning continued her work carefully, "Not much. The process of firing colored glaze isn't complicated."
She slowly stood up, took the tinderbox, and with a flip of her wrist, the bottom began to burn fiercely.
Above the flame is a boxy glass object.
Soon, the water above the flames boiled and steam began to rise slowly.
The plants at the top began to make subtle noises.
Qi Ran's mouth slowly opened wide, "You actually did this? What if the fire breaks out?"
"Don't worry, this fire is far from enough to cause a fire." Meng Youning replied without turning back, "Besides, the fire here is only enough to distill essential oils and hydrosols."
Qi Ran leaned forward, his face showing even more curiosity. "How amazing! How did you do that?"
He glanced at the glass bottle of perfume beside him, picked it up and shook it, and it was actually shining brightly. "You can sell the perfume in the glass bottle to the daughters of wealthy families, the bottle can be sold to ordinary people, and there are some small bottles that can be sold to poor people."
Qi Ran said it seriously.
Meng Youning thought about it carefully and felt that what Qi Ran said made sense.
Although she thinks that glass firing is very simple, others may not think so.
Selling glass-packaged perfume to young ladies from wealthy families is the best choice.
At that time, different prices will be set for different container sizes.
As Qi Ran spoke, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the distiller not far away.
He slowly reached out his hand.
"Prince! Be careful!"
Meng Youning stepped forward quickly, grabbed the hand that Qi Ran extended, and spoke in an urgent tone.
"It's hot here!" Meng Youning said patiently.
Qi Ran was stunned. Someone grabbed his right wrist tightly, and an inexplicable emotion suddenly emerged in his heart.
He slowly raised his eyes, "You..."
In an instant, their eyes suddenly collided in mid-air.
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