Ten thousand taels of silver.
Although considering that the autumn makeup business is booming, it is only one day's revenue.
But if we let him give it away like this, it would be absolutely impossible!
Sun Jingfu said in a deep voice, "Don't even think about it!"
The man snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it? Fine, then we'll report it to the police."
The woman next to him kept scratching her hands and cheeks. At this moment, she pursed her lips and stepped back silently.
The man realized this and grabbed her arm with a look of frustration, pulling her forward. "Useless thing, cooperate a little! Why are you backing away?"
The woman shrank her head, her expression becoming increasingly distressed. "I feel so bad. I can't stand it anymore."
The man ignored him and turned to look at Sun Jingfu. "Look, my wife is getting more and more upset. If you don't give me a solution to this matter today, you can forget about it."
"Your wife is sick, but you didn't take the time to take her to the clinic and wasted your time here. How despicable of you!"
"Yes, and I think the scratches on that person's body were not caused by lip balm."
"I've heard that if the skin of the yam plant accidentally touches your skin, it will also cause extreme itching. After a while, the scratched area will become painful and itchy, which is extremely uncomfortable."
"I've never seen someone brought here in this situation before."
One voice after another rang out.
Every time the man heard these words, he wanted to beat up the person who said them.
Of course, those who watch the fun are not just there to watch the fun.
Someone felt really sorry for the man and his wife and shouted, "Just report it to the police and let them handle it. We'll see what they say then."
The man panicked. He said hurriedly, "Actually... there's no need to be so anxious. We can..."
"Brother, I've already reported you to the authorities! Wait a moment!"
The man had no time to think, and was only thinking that if this matter really alarmed the authorities, it would be the end of him.
He gritted his teeth, cursed his luck, lowered his head and walked out of the crowd.
After walking a few steps, he looked back and saw that the woman was still standing there.
A nameless anger suddenly surged in his heart. He quickly stepped forward and kicked the woman hard on the buttocks. He couldn't help but scolded in a low voice: "You idiot, what are you still doing here? Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"
He said a few words, but it seemed that he was not satisfied. He kicked the woman's buttocks again, cursing, "Why did I marry a thing like you? I won't give you money. Even if you scratch your hands to pieces today, it will be useless."
The woman was already feeling uncomfortable, and now she felt even more uncomfortable after being kicked several times by him.
She lowered her head slightly, walked forward silently, and scratched her extremely itchy skin hard.
As I walked, big tears fell to the ground.
But she had no choice but to numbly follow the man and disappear into the crowd.
After the two of them left, the people watching the excitement at the door couldn't help but ask curiously, "So, boss, is your boss a man or a woman?"
Sun Jingfu calmly glanced at Sang Luan and Meng Youning at the back, chuckling softly, "As you all saw, those two were so guilty just now, clearly with ulterior motives. This is enough to prove that my Qiuzhuang is flawless, whether it's lip balm or perfume."
He paused, looking at the person who asked the question, "And regarding the matter about the boss, I can tell you clearly that no matter who the boss is, Qiu Zhuangxie's things will not change."
A smile played on his lips. "There's one more thing I'd like to take this opportunity to tell everyone. Not long ago, Qiuzhuangxie became the imperial merchant. Whenever the palace needs lip balm or perfume, they buy it from Qiuzhuangxie. Not only that, we've also signed written contracts with some rouge shops in the south and east of the city."
Sun Jingfu clapped his hands and said, "What are you waiting for? Come in and see if there is anything you or your wife likes."
Someone hesitated for only a moment and then decisively entered Qiuzhuang.
Someone took the lead, and those who were originally hesitant followed in.
For a while, except for those who were just there to watch the fun and left one after another, everyone else bought something from Qiu Zhuangxie.
*
Sang Luan naturally took Meng Youning's hand and said, "Ningning, I knew we were so close. You knew what I was thinking from just one look."
Meng Youning curled her lips, "Don't you see how many years we've known each other?"
"That's true." Sang Luan playfully stuck out her tongue and chuckled, "I don't care. We're best friends for life. If anything happens between us, we must tell each other immediately. You must not hide it from me, and don't think it will affect me."
"Okay." Meng Youning agreed readily.
"Come here and let me lean on you." Sang Luan was about to lean her head on Meng Youning, but the next moment, Meng Youning reached out and pushed her back to her original position.
"There's no one here, and it's so remote. Ningning, my dear Ningning, just let me stay close to you." Sang Luan tightly grasped one of Meng Youning's arms with both hands, turned around on the spot, and raised her tone slightly.
The corner of Meng Youning's mouth twitched slightly, "Luan'er, stop making trouble."
"Help, help, someone can come and save me..."
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and looked towards the source of the sound at the same time.
Ahead, at the corner of the alley.
A person curled up in a heap, trembling all over, muttering constantly.
It sounded like a woman's voice.
Sang Luan narrowed her eyes and quickly stood up straight.
The figure in front of me and the clothes he was wearing looked quite familiar.
The two looked at each other, and Sang Luan spoke first, "Should we save him or not?"
Meng Youning cleared her throat and said, "Just don't rescue her and send her back home."
The two quickly reached a consensus and then quickly stepped forward.
"Help... Can you two girls save me?"
The woman seemed to hear footsteps and raised her head slightly.
When her eyes fell on the other person's face, Sang Luan's pupils suddenly contracted.
At this moment, the face of the person in front of her had been scratched into a bloody mess by her, and it was impossible to recognize his original appearance at all.
Sang Luan half-knelt down and whispered, "When you go back, rinse it quickly with plenty of water. Remember not to continue scratching, otherwise it will only make it worse."
When the woman heard this, she was about to reach out to continue scratching, but her hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.
She frowned, and finally slowly put her hand down.
She paused, "After rinsing with water, apply vinegar to the itchy area. In less than half an hour, you will no longer feel any discomfort."
Seeing that the other party seemed to have heard her, Sang Luan slowly stood up.
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