Chapter 118: Is there also a carrot pit in the second ending of the draft?
However, most of the things women use to dress themselves up are like this: they have a rich fragrance and look beautiful, but the actual effect is almost non-existent.
She thought of Qin Sizhao. He was very clean, but he didn't care much about his appearance, let alone whether he smelled bad. Maybe when making a prescription, he would use ordinary soap on half of his face and medicated soap on the other half, use it for a month, and then compare the skin on the left and right sides.
He was careful in his work and didn't care much about his appearance, so she thought he could do it.
She picked up the fake product she had made and laughed. If he knew that she had destroyed his reputation and cheated people like this, would he be so angry that he would come to her in her dreams?
At night, Tao Jinrong leaned his head on the pillow and whispered:
"A Zhao, will you come to see me?"
But she wasn't dreaming.
How could Qin Sizhao be so stingy that he wouldn't even give her a dream?
She looked at the empty bed and sighed.
The next day, she packed up the jewels she had taken away and secretly asked someone to make earrings and bracelets for her.
She knew that craftsmanship in small places was not good, so she deliberately chose an extremely simple and elegant style to highlight the brilliance of the jewelry to the greatest extent.
There were more and more young girls on the street, and all the unmarried women wanted to join in the fun.
She lit incense in the shop and decorated the storefront beautifully. When she went out, she saw many beautiful young girls walking in groups on the street, with soldiers guarding them.
They all had a red ribbon tied around their necks as an identification. They must have been registered and could receive some preferential treatment. Passersby around them walked around them and did not dare to look up at them.
Tao Jinrong leaned against the door and sneered. Some people were trying their best to get in, while others had to run out without giving up anything.
The real thing is to take this opportunity to make some money from them.
A little girl came in and asked curiously:
"Do you have anything good here?"
"It depends on how good you want. If you want beauty and skincare, just buy the medicated soap I have. If you want better jewelry... I have it here too. It depends on whether your young lady is willing to spend the money."
"How did you know I was a maid?"
Tao Jinrong could tell at a glance that she was a maid who came to buy things for the young lady, which made her a little unhappy. The others thought she was a young lady who came to participate in the beauty pageant.
"I used to work as a handyman in a jewelry store in Beijing, and I knew that most young ladies from wealthy families wouldn't buy their jewelry themselves..."
"Why don't you try out for the talent show instead of just hanging around in a shabby shop?"
"I'm married. The things in here are all commonly used by women. They are already packed. There are beauty ointments and various medicated soaps for skin care. Take them all for five cents."
"What's the origin of the jewelry you mentioned?"
"Who is your young lady's father?"
Tao Jinrong's tone was quite impolite, and the little girl frowned.
"Why? Do you look down on us? My young lady is the daughter of a salt merchant. It's just that this place is small, and she didn't want to be too conspicuous, so she didn't bring too many jewelry."
"Then have her bring enough silver notes to come in person, at least seven hundred taels."
"How can such a shabby shop of yours have such valuable things? Are you trying to cheat us? I grew up with the young lady and I have seen fine things. Look at my clothes, the material is all top quality. Let me see first."
"You buy my things first, and then I'll show you. Five cents doesn't bargain. If you're late, it will be bought by another girl. By then, someone else will dress up beautifully and be chosen, and your girl will not be chosen. Isn't it a pity?"
She knew that these ladies had no shortage of money, but only needed the right things, and time was urgent, so she offered a high price.
The little girl frowned.
"Well, I'll buy it anyway."
She reluctantly took out five cents.
"Come in and take a look."
She took out the key from her purse and opened a locked box, revealing a pair of bright red earrings.
The little girl suddenly exclaimed:
"Where did you get it? My young lady doesn't even have a ruby of such good quality."
“I have connections.”
The little girl poked her with her elbow, laughing, and said bluntly:
"Is this a gift from your old lover?"
Tao Jinrong sighed, nodded and said:
"I guess so."
"I gave you such a valuable gift, why didn't it work?"
"No, I still like my husband more."
"Is he rich but ugly?"
This little girl was so curious that Tao Jinrong couldn't help but frown.
"Don't ask any more questions. Go home and ask your lady if she wants it. I have something else."
"You're lucky to have met me. Apart from our young lady, there are few people who know what we are talking about."
"There are so many high-class ladies willing to participate in the selection, I don't have any trouble selling them, it's just first come, first served."
The cheap soaps she made were just a cover to attract customers. If she really wanted to make money, she would have to sell the jewels she brought out of the palace.
After careful calculation in his mind, he decided that if he sold everything, he should have enough money to hire someone to kill his enemy. The only thing left was the question of how to get the money.
At night, a slim woman with a veil on her head walked in gracefully, accompanied by guards and maids.
"Come in and take a look, girl."
Tao Jinrong took her to the back of the store.
"There's no one else here. You can try taking off your veil."
She reached out and took out a bronze mirror, facing the girl, then used the key to open the box and let the girl put on the earrings herself.
The girl nodded her chin lightly and slowly took off her veil, revealing a beautiful and graceful face, like the morning dew on a leaf.
Tao Jinrong smiled secretly, thinking that she must be confident in her talent and appearance, which would make it easier to do business.
"This ruby is extremely rare. I won't sell it for less than seven hundred and seventy taels of silver."
The girl put the earrings next to her face, compared them, put them back, sighed and said:
"This gem is indeed rare, but a pair of earrings wouldn't necessarily add much to its beauty."
"This color is very eye-catching. With so many girls standing together, only if it stands out can it be noticed. If the girl doesn't want it, I'll sell it to someone else."
Tao Jinrong calmly put away the earrings.
"Girl, you have extraordinary beauty, why don't you go to the selection yourself?"
"I'm married."
People have been asking her this question these days, which makes Tao Jinrong a little annoyed, especially when she thinks about the past.
"I only brought seven hundred taels of silver notes, and that's all the money I have left. Can you please give me some leniency?"
Tao Jinrong rolled his eyes:
"Seven hundred and twenty taels, it's not easy to get something like this."
"It's really only seven hundred taels."
She sighed and said:
"Okay, seven hundred taels, silver and goods."
She was the only one in the store today, so Tao Jinrong carefully collected all the banknotes.
As the days passed, the items in the store sold particularly well, so she followed the same method and sold all the remaining jewelry.
The ruby is indeed the rarest item, almost exclusively supplied to the royal family and rarely available to the common people. The rest of the jewelry is just a bonus.
Tao Jinrong lowered his head and counted the banknotes. Today was the election day.
She locked up the banknotes and stared out the window in a daze. A feeling of loneliness crawled from her stomach to her throat, as if a spider was stuck in her throat.
Loneliness came out with hatred. She wanted revenge. The person who killed Qin Sizhao did not deserve to live.
It doesn't matter how the person dies or who kills him, as long as he is dead, she will be satisfied.
But after her revenge is complete, what should she live for?
She thought about it carefully and came to a conclusion.
Living is just a natural thing, and she no longer needs the meaning of life.
Maybe she will fall in love with someone else, maybe not, but that doesn’t matter. She lost him, but she didn’t lose everything. She is still a complete person.
She stood up and looked from a distance. A group of people were carrying a bright yellow sedan chair and swaggering towards a higher place. Her nails dug deep into the window frame. She really wanted to burn all these bastards with fire.
Under the sedan chair carried by eight people, Jinzhan was holding something in both hands, with a stiff smile on her face, dragging her heavy legs upwards.
She had already resigned! She had run away! Why did Gu Shi insist on bringing her back?
Oh my God, Gu Shi thought Lingchuan was dead... but he didn't give up... and was still hoping for a miracle to happen.
She still has a big secret in her heart that can drive Gu Shi crazy. Should she tell him that Lingchuan is still alive?
She had kept Lingchuan a secret from him for so long. Gu Shi looked so bad. Would he just kill her to vent his anger?
Gu Shi's eyes were lifeless, and he said in a hoarse and tired voice:
"Jinzhan, please look carefully later."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will do my best."
She looked flattering on the surface, but in her heart she was muttering a bunch of dirty words.
She's gone to great lengths, regardless of the consequences, to escape from you and elope with her lover! How could she possibly come back just because you chose a show? Just dream on!
Jinzhan looked at row after row intently, her eyes becoming dazzled.
My God, it feels like all the young girls in the world are crammed into this small place. How can she handle it all by herself?
Gu Shi was just fooling around.
Groups of girls came in front of Gu Shi, but he looked dazed.
No one could attract his attention.
Until he saw a glaring red.
This red color was extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember it. There were so many things specially provided for the royal family that he couldn't remember every detail.
But he didn't want to miss any clue that might be related to her.
"Jinzhan, have you seen the ruby?"
She was screaming in her heart, and her memory was so bad that she couldn't even tell the difference between the two different colors of rouge. She immediately started to stammer.
A clear female voice rang out from behind Jinzhan:
"Your Majesty, that seems to be... a tribute specially made for the royal family, inlaid on clothing. Generally speaking, a salt merchant's daughter like Miss Bai is not allowed to use it."
Ah, it’s Aoba, the girl who is very careful every day and sometimes a little strict.
Jinzhan cast a grateful look behind her.
Qingye said slowly:
"It...seems to be inlaid on the Queen's garment. No one else is worthy of using it. Miss Bai seems to have overstepped her bounds."
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