Happy Little Scholar

Reality is always more cruel than ideal. In a whole day, only two bottles of Ruyi Lu were sold. If Li Yi had not seen the young woman who came into the store later, who was somewhat interested but obviously hesitant about the price, and decisively offered a 50% discount, he would probably have only made one deal today.

This time, the god of luck did not seem to be on his side.

In his two lives combined, he had not done much business. He had read a lot of books on marketing, but when it came to real application, he still had no idea.

In the afternoon, he thought of a problem. With only the three words "Ruyifang" hanging there, others had no idea what this store was doing. So he found a wooden board, erected it at the door, and clearly marked the effects and prices of Ruyi Lu.

After that, more people came into the store to look, but when they heard that they had to spend one or two silver coins to buy such a small bottle of mosquito repellent, they immediately lost interest.

For most ordinary people in the city, if they are bitten by mosquitoes, they can just spit and wipe it evenly. How much food can be bought with one tael of silver? Isn't it crazy to spend it on this?

Several people asked Li Yi if he would sell the sign at the door of the store. They seemed to appreciate the calligraphy on it very much, and even offered a price of ten taels of silver.

Of course, Li Yi did not agree. Could it be that he could only make a living by his talent?

A moment later, when he went out to check again, the board------was gone!

After getting angry, she could only curse the damn thief. Tomorrow, she would have to find another piece of wood and nail it to the door...

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Inside the shop, the maid held her chin with one hand and watched the pedestrians coming and going outside the door. After a long time, when she heard a strange sound from her stomach, her pretty face turned slightly red. She turned her head and looked at Li Yi, and whispered, "Son-in-law, I'm hungry..."

Since morning, she hadn't eaten yet. Even Li Yi felt a little hungry. He rubbed the maid's head and said, "Okay, let's go out for dinner first."

Although the room behind the shop had been cleaned up and there was a small kitchen, Li Yi didn't want to cook by himself. He closed the shop door and solved the problem of stomach with Xiaohuan at the noodle stall outside.

I originally wanted to take the maid to a high-end restaurant to eat something good, but the maid couldn't forget the street noodle stall last time. In the end, the two of them only spent a few coins.

After dinner, Li Yi did not return to the shop. There were some things that he had to think about at home.

Every industry has its own unique ways. I had taken it for granted before.

In Liuye Village, Li Yi was lying on the bed, digesting more business theories and sales knowledge books in his mind. In a high-walled courtyard in Qing'an City, a charming young woman took a bath and walked to the door of a room with the ginseng soup she cooked herself.

"Second Madam." The two servants at the door said respectfully.

"Is the master asleep?" The woman asked softly.

"No, the master hasn't come back yet. I just sent a batch of new documents in. They are still in the study." A servant replied in a low voice.

The woman nodded, holding the ginseng soup, and walked in a certain direction.

In the study, the middle-aged man finished reviewing a file, closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, revealing a trace of fatigue between his eyebrows. After a moment, he opened his eyes again and took another official document. Before he opened it, the door of the study was pushed open.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man frowned. He hated being disturbed when he was working on weekdays. If the servants did not get his instructions, they would never dare to come in at this time. After reading the official documents all night, he felt dizzy and irritated. He was about to scold a few words, but when he looked up, he saw the visitor and his face eased.

"Madam, why don't you rest?" He put down the official documents in his hand, walked over, took the tray from her hand, put it on the table on the side, and said softly.

His wife died early, and now there is only this concubine in the family. He is busy with official business on weekdays. The second wife manages all the affairs in the mansion in an orderly manner, never letting him worry, and can be regarded as a virtuous wife.

"Master, you are busy with official duties, but you should also take care of your health. I have made some ginseng soup for you. You should drink it while it is hot. It won't be too late to read those documents." The woman stretched out her hand to help him straighten his collar and said with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, Madam." The middle-aged man held her hand and patted it. He smelled a strange smell coming from her body, and his spirit was shocked, but he didn't care. He drank a bowl of ginseng soup and said, "It will take some time to finish reading the documents here. Madam, go and rest first."

"I am not tired. I will stay here with you, Master." The woman said with a smile.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man didn't say anything else. He picked up the documents on the table again and read them carefully.

The woman walked slowly behind him, stretched out her white jade hand on his shoulder, and kneaded it slowly.

From time to time, he could smell a faint fragrance. The middle-aged man felt his spirit gradually lifted. The fatigue he had just felt was swept away. He could not help but speed up the speed of reading the documents. When he reached out again, there were no more documents to take.

The night watchman's voice came from outside the study. Only then did he realize with surprise that the documents that usually took an hour to read just now took less than half an hour.

When he turned around, he found that the woman had fallen asleep on the desk beside him without knowing when.

Quietly looking at her slightly tired features, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a hint of guilt in his heart.

He usually concentrates on his official duties, so is he neglecting her?

He took a thin blanket from the bed in the study and was about to cover her when the woman slowly opened her eyes, stood up, looked at him, and asked, "Have you read the official document?"

"Madam, these years have been really hard on you." The middle-aged man held her hand, sighed, and hugged her into his arms.

"Master..." She had never seen such a tender side in him. The woman felt her nose was sore and almost shed tears.

The husband and wife talked about their love for a while. The woman lay in the arms of the middle-aged man and felt some changes in his body. Her pretty face suddenly turned crimson and she whispered: "Master, here is study……"

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A moment later, among the bed curtains in the study, the middle-aged man held the woman in his arms, smelled her scent, and asked doubtfully: "What other spices did Madam use tonight? I smelled it for my husband." Afterwards, I felt particularly energetic and even processed official documents much faster.”

"spices?"

The woman lay in his arms with a satisfied look on her face. After hearing this, she was stunned for a moment and said, "I haven't used any incense..."

Before she finished her sentence, she suddenly remembered that when she was taking a bath at night, with the attitude of giving it a try, she put a few drops of something called "Ruyi Dew" that she bought on the street today into the bathtub...

Could it be because of this?

Yes, the handsome shopkeeper seemed to have said at that time that this Ruyi Dew has the effect of refreshing the mind...

Could it be that the reason why the master was so excited tonight for the first time was because of this wishful dew?