Also, next time the God of Cookery comes down to see his little apprentice, I'll ask him for a recipe, so that the osmanthus tree you planted won't go to waste.
There is no osmanthus tree in Xiaofubao's home.
But she could buy some osmanthus flowers.
First, make the incense recipe for attracting wealth.
Traditional Chinese medicine uses osmanthus oil to help maintain the fragrance of hair, but it does not remove oil or make the fragrance last longer.
Moreover, the recipe given by Zhaocai doesn't just include osmanthus; it can be made from any flower. That means that any wildflowers and herbs that Xiaofubao picks along the way can be used to make incense, but these ingredients still have to be bought from her uncle's pharmacy.
The little guy planned to pick some chrysanthemums to make incense. Once he made the first batch of incense, he could give each of the village children a penny and have them go out and pick a basket of flowers for him.
Polygonum multiflorum, Angelica sinensis, and ginseng are soaked in five ounces of raw sesame oil with dried mulberries, along with various flower petal fragments or camellia flowers, and then simmered to make fragrant oil.
Apply to hair during shampooing for a long-lasting fragrance.
However, Zhao Cai added black sesame seeds to the recipe he gave to Xiao Fu Bao.
The cooking method is written out.
Black sesame seeds can help keep hair black and shiny.
Little Fu Bao specially bought a small pot and a small stove, boiled black sesame seeds, then boiled the he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum), angelica, ginseng, and raw sesame oil he bought, and then put chrysanthemums into the pot...
The two little ones were extremely busy.
Gu Yu peeked out of the kitchen window with her two dark eyes and saw the burnt-out Xiao Fu Bao standing by the small stove, which was shorter than her... black from head to toe.
"Hahaha!" Gu Yu laughed heartily a few times.
Niu Yong asked:
"Master, what are you laughing at?"
Gu Yu said, "Your little niece burned herself! It's hilarious, hahaha!"
Little Fu Bao was furious. That night, he was so angry that he could hardly sleep. He tossed and turned until the fourth watch of the night.
"Zhao Cai, couldn't you just give me something ready-made? It's too difficult to make! And it even wasted half a ginseng root from my family!" "And the old man even laughed at me!"
The old man she was talking about was Gu Yu, who was thirty-three years old, the same age as her father.
Do you know how expensive the finished products in heaven are? It's just that we're poor! Back in the day, we were the richest people... now we're the poorest.
Zhao Cai, shut up!
Fortunately, Xiao Fubao is still too young to grasp what "the most extravagant" means.
But she realized that the incense was expensive and the fortune-telling was currently poor; it was a money tree with no cash.
She had to make the incense recipe herself.
The little girl tinkered for almost half a month before it was discovered that she was actually making a hair fragrance recipe, not playing house, because she had successfully made the recipe.
It does require a lot of materials.
Their ginseng had only been growing for three years, and before it even showed any value, she had already dug up several holes in it.
To ensure her hair fragrance formula was proven successful immediately, Xiao Fubao went for half a month without washing her hair, turning herself into a little stinky baby.
When she wasn't dancing, she would dangle in front of Xiao Heng with her hair oil on, asking, "Little Fu Bao, what did you put on? It smells so good!"
"Little brother, does it smell really good?" Little Fu Bao asked.
Xiao Heng nodded; it did indeed smell quite good.
“Little Fu Bao, what kind of fragrance are you applying? It doesn’t look like osmanthus oil,” Shen Changzhu said.
Gu Yu said solemnly:
"Practice diligently!"
A refreshing chrysanthemum fragrance filled the air.
When Niu Da and Shen Yu returned from town, they also smelled a wonderful aroma. "What smells so good?"
Little Fu Bao said proudly:
"Father, this is the fragrance on my head. When my fourth sister and I aren't dancing, we brew incense at home, and we've finished brewing it today."
Niu Da smelled the aroma and was somewhat surprised.
"Daddy, let's make an incense shop!" Little Fu Bao said, "using the formula I came up with."
"Isn't it too much to do everything?" Their family currently runs a rice shop, a cold drink shop, raises pigs, chickens, ducks, and geese, runs a pickled vegetable shop, raises fish, grows ginseng, and is building a commercial street.
There is an extreme shortage of manpower.
The cold drink shop is currently managed by Niu Cuihua and Sang Yu, the rice shop is managed by someone else, and the fish farming has also been handed over to someone else.
Moreover, their family excels in nothing; they dabble in everything.
Little Fu Bao said:
"Father, if this incense shop is established, we can let Sister Plum Blossom run it together. We can just pick two reliable ladies from our own family who make pickles, without hiring anyone else."
"Next year, our family's incense shops will be all over Jiangzhou."
Little Fu Bao is very ambitious.
Niu Da figured that since the family had money, he might as well let his children try their hand at it. Even if they lost money, it wouldn't matter. His family's grain store had an annual income of over 260 guan, and they could also sell some carp, which would bring in an additional 400 guan a year.
During the off-season, he earns a dozen or so strings of cash a month from cold drinks and fruits, and a hundred or so strings of cash a month during the peak season. He can earn a total of about four hundred and forty strings of cash a year.
Pickled vegetables were not only served to high-ranking officials and nobles, but also to ordinary people. The gross profit for a month was about fifty strings of cash, and the annual income was about six hundred strings of cash.
A stable income of around 1,700 guan per year.
The family is wealthy.
But Xiao Fubao didn't ask Niu Da for money. Of the six hundred taels of silver she made from selling pearls the first time, she still had four hundred taels left.
After buying the new shop, she ran to the back hill and muttered to herself to the money tree:
"Zhao Cai! Look how much money I've spent raising you!"
"Grandma, look, has Xiao Fubao gone mad? She's talking nonsense with the tree spirit!" Today isn't a day for ancestor worship, and I don't know what Niu Jiejie and Chen Shi are doing up the mountain.
Because the back mountain is where the dead are buried, no one usually comes here unless they are worshipping their ancestors.
Chen looked toward where Xiao Fubao was standing and saw Xiao Fubao take out a gold leaf from his pocket, which made Chen's eyes widen.
Then, watching Xiao Fubao throw the gold leaf into the opening of the tree, and upon closer inspection, she saw that the tree had a human face on it. After Xiao Fubao left, Chen quietly walked to the tree.
He reached out and pulled out the gold leaf.
"This is a gold leaf!" Chen was immersed in the joy of receiving the gold leaf. "Unfortunately, it's missing a corner," she said, completely unaware that the tree was any different.
The missing corner broke off when Chen and the money tree were pulling at each other.
The golden leaf that brought wealth flew away, just like that. The wealth-bringing creature was very angry, and the consequences of its anger were severe.
I'm going to drain all the luck from your descendants for three generations to punish your greed! Ugh, I'm so angry!
Zhao Cai watched Chen's figure gradually disappear into the distance and said with a grin.
As soon as she opened her mouth, a strange golden light appeared in front of the Chen family's door, continuously flowing into Zhaocai's mouth, but it only lasted for half an hour.
Although the descendants of the Chen family were not destined for great wealth and honor, they were not particularly unlucky or poor either.
Moreover, a scholar should emerge from her great-grandson's generation.
This act of attracting wealth is considered to have severed the fortunes of several generations. Even the grandchildren will be impoverished, and all their efforts will be in vain. By the time of their great-grandchildren, they will naturally not even have the opportunity to study.
Who told Ms. Chen to covet the gold leaves that didn't belong to her?
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