About half an hour later, Meng Zhao took a damp cloth to wipe it, but found that the smudge of crimson seemed to have taken root, and no matter how hard she tried to wipe it clean, she could not get it off. In the end, she had to apply a hot towel for a while and then wash it twice with soap before it was completely clean.
"It's so hard to clean, yet no one complains?" Meng Zhao asked, frowning.
Huang Cui hesitated and said, "The people at Yu Yan Zhai said... that it's because it's made with natural flowers and doesn't contain lead powder, so it's not easy to wash off. They also said that if it washes off immediately upon contact with sweat, it would seem frivolous and undignified."
Meng Zhao thoughtfully stroked the rouge box, then handed it to Huang Cui: "Take this to the workshop and have the craftsmen try to mix similar colors. It doesn't have to be exactly the same, just about seven or eight tenths similar will do."
Based on her experience using it, she guessed that castor oil and beeswax were added to the blush, which is why it is moisturizing and does not fade easily. But regardless of whether it is or not, it is not difficult to make blush with good color retention.
Huang Cui was startled upon hearing this: "Ah? Shopkeeper, didn't you always teach us that doing business should be done with integrity and that we should avoid doing things like this? You also said that blindly imitating others will only lead to a narrow path?"
Meng Zhao sneered, "Our shop just opened and they're already causing trouble behind our backs. If we don't retaliate, they'll think we're easy to bully. How will we ever establish ourselves in the capital? Besides, they broke the rules first, so they can't blame us for being dishonest."
Meng Zhao then gave her some other instructions, which Huang Cui carefully wrote down and nodded. "Okay, I'll go to the workshop and make the arrangements."
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