"I wonder what Mei Niang thinks of this perfume?"
Ji Lie asked with a smile.
"The fragrance is rich and the smell is unique, far better than any sachet or incense!"
"If it is manufactured on a large scale, the supply will definitely exceed the demand!"
The ancients believed in aroma to nourish one's nature, and very early on they began to use flowers and other aromatic plants to make sachets, incense, fragrant dew and other items to cultivate one's health.
But whether it's a sachet or incense, it's far different from perfume.
Perfume is easy to carry and store, and has a long-lasting fragrance.
The most important thing is that after Ji Lie's careful blending, the perfume has a variety of fragrance notes.
It is much richer than simple plant directions.
As a woman with great business acumen, Zhao Meiniang is naturally very aware of the broad prospects that perfume has.
Just take the perfume business to the prosperous south.
Not to mention anything else, those rich ladies and wealthy daughters will just rush to buy it, crying and shouting!
"After two days, I will sort out the formulas for these perfumes and send someone to deliver them to you, Mei Niang."
"Meiniang will then be able to carry out large-scale manufacturing and strive to start sales as soon as possible."
"As for the profit, we still follow the previous agreement, which is 50/50."
Ji Lie chuckled.
"Your Majesty is so kind, Mei Niang is really touched."
Zhao Meiniang paused, picked up the wine glass on the case with her delicate hands, smiled sweetly and said,
"Mei Niang is here, I would like to propose a toast to the prince."
When Ji Lie saw this, he also raised his wine glass.
The two looked at each other, smiled, and drank the wine in one gulp.
Zuixian Brewing is far more powerful than any other alcoholic beverage in the world.
Zhao Meiniang had drank a lot of wine tonight, so she drank this glass, and her face, which was already as bright as a peach blossom, turned red again.
"Your Majesty has shown such great kindness to Meiniang and the Zhao family, I wonder how Meiniang should repay..."
Let’s talk about it later, I like that the most!
Ji Lie stared at Zhao Meiniang with his deep eyes for a while, then pretended to smile indifferently,
"As long as Mei Niang serves me faithfully from now on."
Hearing his puzzling words, Zhao Meiniang was stunned for a moment, bit her red lips and said,
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Mei Niang will do her best to do things for Your Majesty from now on."
"That's very good."
Ji Lie glanced at the night outside the window and smiled,
"It's getting late, Mei Niang, please go back and rest."
Zhao Meiniang glanced at Ji Lie with some resentment, then bowed and left.
Looking at her slightly disappointed figure, Ji Lie couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
The affectionate patriarch once said that men must learn not to take the initiative, not to refuse, and not to be responsible.
After all, he is also the vassal king. If he acts too eagerly, wouldn't he lose his status?
Moreover, judging from Zhao Meiniang's attitude, she will be the one in his palm sooner or later.
In this case, why not wait for her to fall?
Zhao Meiniang on the other side had no idea what Ji Lie was thinking.
On the way back to her mansion in the carriage, Zhao Meiniang felt a little disappointed.
Is it possible that the prince is indifferent because of his old age?
Too.
The maid Xiu'er beside the prince is in her prime of youth.
Compared with Xiu'er, he is indeed a yesterday's flower!
Moreover, he is a vassal king with the blood of the emperor and a fiefdom.
She was just a ruined merchant's daughter, so it was reasonable for the prince to look down on her.
Thinking of this, Zhao Meiniang's bright eyes suddenly dimmed a little.
At this moment, the carriage returned to Zhao Mansion.
Zhao Meiniang opened the curtain and stepped out of the carriage. To her surprise, Liu Youxin was waiting in the courtyard.
Seeing Zhao Meiniang return, he quickly came forward to greet her and said with a flattering smile,
"Madam, you are back..."
"I'm a little tired. If you want anything, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Zhao Meiniang dropped these words, turned around and walked towards her yard.
Liu Youxin stopped where he was, and the expression on his face suddenly froze.
He knew that Zhao Meiniang was going to the palace for a banquet tonight, so he specially waited here.
Firstly, I wanted to find out what the dinner at the palace was about, so that I could report it to the Gongsun family in time.
Secondly, I was also worried that Zhao Meiniang would fall into the tiger's mouth and not return all night.
Smelling the lingering smell of alcohol in the air, and thinking about Zhao Meiniang's coquettish look, Liu Youxin's face became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth.
You stinky bitches are so indifferent to me.
But he drank and had fun with other wild men until so late.
I'm afraid that he has been possessed by Ji Lie in private and completely transformed into his shape!
And you, Ji Lie, just wait for me!
One day, I will definitely kill you to vent my hatred!
Liu Youxin glanced at Zhao Meiniang's yard hatefully, turned around and walked away.
…
Early the next morning, Ji Lie woke up from his hangover.
Xiu'er hurriedly brought hot water and wiped his face while saying with some distress,
"Why did your Highness drink so much wine last night?"
She paused and said sourly,
"It must be because of that Mrs. Zhao, right?"
This little girl doesn't learn well at a young age, so why is she so jealous?
Ji Lie stretched out his hand, lifted Xiu'er's chin, and said with a smile,
"Xiu'er, you have been with Gu for so long, and you are the closest person to Gu."
"In the future, I will inevitably marry several princesses. Xiu'er, you are in charge of the harem and have to learn how to unite all the sisters. How can you be jealous?"
A man's mouth is a liar.
Hearing what Ji Lie said, Xiu'er was surprised and happy, and quickly waved her hands and said,
"Xiu'er is just a maid, how can she deserve to be in charge of the harem?"
"However, Xiu'er saw that Mrs. Zhao is of great beauty and a business genius. She is the most suitable person to assist His Highness."
"It's just a pity. I heard that Mrs. Zhao has already found a son-in-law."
Alas, women are indeed changeable yet innocent.
A few words of obedience coaxed them into confusion.
Ji Lie secretly laughed in his heart, but on the outside he said seriously,
"As long as you swing your hoe well, you can dig out any corner!"
Before Xiu'er could understand the meaning of Ji Lie's words, Laifu knocked on the door lightly.
"Your Highness, Dong Yang's family is here!"
"Let him go out later."
Ji Lie nodded towards Xiu'er and motioned for her to get dressed.
After a short time, he finished dressing and came to the lobby at a fast pace.
"I've met the prince!"
Yang Dehou bowed to Ji Lie.
Following him were seven or eight men in ragged clothes.
After seeing Ji Lie, he bowed awkwardly.
"These craftsmen are all found by the villain according to the prince's instructions."
Yang Dehou introduced.
Ji Lie nodded and looked at the craftsmen.
They all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ji Lie or take a breath.
"Which one of you is good at blacksmithing?"
Ji Lie asked softly.
Several craftsmen looked at each other. One of them, an old craftsman with white hair on his temples and a face full of wrinkles, carefully raised his hand.
"Reply... report... Your Majesty, ordinary people know how to... blacksmith..."
