Although making perfume is a simple matter for Lin Pingan, the workload is actually quite large. Not only does it have to make alcohol, but also distilled water. Since the quantity is large, the demand for various dried flowers is also very high.
There are not many dried flowers in Shengjing, so this is also a headache.
"Boss Shen, you have been doing business in Shengjing City for so many years, can't you find some way to buy dried flowers?"
Lin Ping'an looked at Shen Laicai and asked.
Shen Laicai has been staying at Lin Pingan's house almost every day recently. In his words, he is here to help. After all, Lin Pingan's family, except Uncle Wang, are all half-grown children.
Lin Pingan knew that he wanted to learn how to make perfume, but he didn't stop him. As a modern time traveler, he actually had many inventions and creations to come up with, and he didn't care about these one or two at all.
Besides, he had a very good impression of Shen Laicai. He felt that he was not only a businessman, but also a very generous businessman.
He is always smiling and good-tempered, and now that the restaurant is closed and he doesn't have much money left, Shen Laicai takes responsibility for all the household expenses without saying a word.
Lin Pingan saw these things in his eyes and remembered them in his heart, and felt that Shen Laicai was a trustworthy person.
At this moment, when Shen Laicai heard Lin Pingan's words, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face and said:
"Most of the people in Shengjing City are Manchus and Mongolians. To put it bluntly, they are all barbarians. Not to mention dried flowers, not many people like flowers, so businessmen do not deliberately deal in flowers."
Having said this, he put down a handful of dried flowers in his hand, clapped his hands, and sighed:
"If this business is placed in the Ming Dynasty, it will definitely be a good business with huge profits. The population of Shengjing City cannot be compared with the Ming Dynasty. Our business can only be regarded as a small business at best. If we want to make big money, we have to pay it back. We’ll have to go tomorrow.”
Hearing this, Lin Pingan asked curiously:
"From your tone, it sounds like you are very familiar with Daming?"
"More than familiar?"
Shen Laicai smiled and said: "I grew up in Ming Dynasty since I was a child. I came to Shengjing to do business in my middle age. I often travel between Daming and Shengjing, so naturally I am very familiar with them."
Having said this, he looked at Lin Pingan and said seriously:
"Not to mention the perfume, just the Shaodaozi wine stored in the Ming Dynasty will definitely bring us wealth that you can't imagine."
Lin Ping'an nodded. He naturally recognized this point.
The current Shaodaozi wine is just a purified version of the wine on the market. It is a simple version. If it comes to the Ming Dynasty, it will have to start from the brewing. By then, not to mention the entire Wuliangye, Maotai and the like, the quality will be It can definitely crush any kind of wine in this era.
It's just that it's not far away from the Ming Dynasty. It would be really difficult to bring these people back to the Ming Dynasty.
Seeing Lin Pingan's thoughtful expression, Shen Laicai asked:
"Sir, would you consider going to Ming Dynasty to do business?"
"I think so."
Lin Pingan stretched and sighed leisurely:
"Originally, I just wanted to make more money before returning to Ming Dynasty, but I didn't expect that the restaurant would be closed within a few days of opening, so it will take some time before I can return to Ming Dynasty."
Hearing this, Shen Laicai nodded and agreed, "That's right. You must have a place to live when you return to Ming Dynasty, and you must have some capital to do business."
At this point, he paused, looked around, and then lowered his voice and said:
"Sir, I heard that you used the blood exchange method to save Dorgon. Is this true?"
Lin Ping'an nodded: "Many people in Shengjing City know about this matter."
There was a solemn look on Shen Laicai's face, and he said slowly: "This blood exchange method is extremely precious. If used in the army, it will definitely reduce the death of soldiers significantly."
Lin Ping'an nodded again: "Yes, that's why I, Ru Tai Hospital, taught it to them."
Seeing Lin Pingan's indifferent expression, Shen Laicai frowned and asked:
"Have you ever thought about the impact this will have on you?"
Lin Ping'an was stunned. He suddenly recalled the scene when Huang Taiji came to ask all the Han imperial doctors to withdraw when he was teaching blood transfusion in Tai Hospital that day, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.
He stared at Shen Laicai and asked hesitantly: "You mean the crime of carrying a jade?"
Shen Laicai nodded and said seriously: "Young master, you might as well think about it again, how did the Seven Kills get here?"
"It was Huang Taiji who sent it to protect me."
Lin Ping'an blurted out, looking at Shen Laicai's worried face, he immediately shouted: "Are you here to monitor me?"
Shen Laicai nodded slowly and said: "Since the blood transfusion method is very useful in war, Huang Taiji naturally refused to let this method flow into the Ming Dynasty. He sent people to monitor the young master because he saved Dorgon."
This sentence immediately made Lin Pingan's heart sink. Qisha had been away from him for some time. According to Shen Laicai, he should send someone else to his side, but now there is no movement!
Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Lin Pingan's back. Although he was only twelve years old at the moment, he had watched a lot of TV series in his previous life, and there were not too many plots about killing people in secret.
Let me go, Huang Taiji couldn't really do this... He looked at Shen Laicai with a hint of astonishment on his face.
Seeing Lin Pingan's expression, Shen Laicai couldn't help but secretly admired him. He didn't expect Lin Pingan to be able to understand the meaning of his words at such an age.
He patted Lin Ping'an on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Young master, you don't have to be like this. I just said it casually."
You said it casually, but I was scared to death... Lin Ping'an looked at the unattractive middle-aged man in front of him, and his heart suddenly moved, and he said to himself:
"He is just an ordinary businessman. Why did he say this to me? Is it really just a casual comment?"
"Or is it to encourage me to return to Ming Dynasty?"
Thinking of this, he asked calmly: "If I go back to Daming, will Boss Shen go back with me?"
Shen Laicai smiled and replied with some uncertainty: "Probably, maybe."
"Probably, maybe, should?"
Lin Ping'an also laughed. He pointed at Shen Laicai and said with a smile: "Boss Shen, I never thought you could be as interesting as me when talking."
Shen Laicai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe I am an interesting person just like the young master."
After the words fell, the two looked at each other and suddenly laughed.
It was winter, and it snowed almost every day in Shengjing City. The goose-feather-like snow covered the entire courtyard with a layer of plain white.
Lin Ping'an looked at the scenery in front of him and couldn't help but think of the southern city where he lived in his previous life. The winter there was also cold, but compared to here, it was really nothing.
"Maybe winter will be even colder in the future."
He sighed in his heart. In his memory, the late Ming Dynasty was the Little Ice Age that lasted for many years. Not only was the weather cold, but there were also constant natural disasters. This was a major reason why many later generations commented on Chongzhen's bad luck.
"What kind of person is Chongzhen?"
Lin Pingan remembered this question inexplicably, then shook his head and thought to himself:
"What kind of person does he have to do with me? Is it possible that I still want to meet him?" Thinking of this, he suddenly burst into laughter and felt speechless about his time travel.
Others traveled through time and became either emperors or princes-in-law. At the very least, they were the sons-in-law of wealthy families. However, I was lucky enough to become a lonely child.
"Master, why are you giggling all alone?"
Lin Ping'an heard Sylvia Yunshu's voice in his ears, and he suddenly woke up. He turned around and saw Sylvia Yunshu looking at him curiously.
"It's nothing. You look a lot like the cute little bear now, so I just want to laugh."
Lin Ping'an stretched out his hand to dust the snowflakes on Sylvia Yunshu's hood and covered it up casually.
Sylvia Lin's face turned red, and Lin Ping'an felt a little embarrassed by Lin Ping'an's slightly intimate behavior.
She took off her hood, revealing a head full of black hair, and said with a sad face:
"I visited all the places that sell dried flowers in Shengjing City, but the quantity is still not enough."
"It doesn't matter. Maybe there will be more in the spring next year."
Lin Ping'an comforted and pointed at Shen Laicai, "When the time comes, just ask Boss Shen to buy more from Daming."
Sylvia Lin nodded, took out a few pages of paper from his arms, looked at Lin Pingan and said:
"Master, according to the decorative drawings you drew, I called several groups of craftsmen, but they all said they couldn't understand it."
These pages were drawn by Lin Ping'an casually. They were based on the shops selling perfume in his memory in his previous life. Although there were no spotlights in this era, there was still glass. He hoped that the decoration of his shop would be better. It’s different, that’s why I drew these.
When he heard Sylvia Lin say this, he couldn't help but smile, nodded and said: "It's nothing, I will explain it to them then and it will be clear."
Sylvia Lin took a sip of hot water, stamped his feet, grabbed Lin Pingan's sleeve, and shouted:
"Don't wait until the time comes. Let's go talk to them now. Otherwise, if we look for them tomorrow, we will be delayed again."
Lin Ping'an didn't expect Sylvia Lin to be so impatient. He looked at the flying snow in the sky and felt helpless for a moment.
Shen Laicai on the side also smiled and said: "I'll go with you. Maybe with me here, the wages will be cheaper."
Lin Pingan had no choice but to nod, turned back to the house, put on a large cloak, and walked into the wind and snow with the two of them.
