Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

"Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and doing good is great."

The corners of Xia Bai'an's eyes were stained with a smile, and her slightly raised fox eyes were a soft water color, but she took the heavy long knife from Qian Mingshu's hand, and calmly and slowly landed on the side of Zhou Lan's face. .

The sharp blade swept across Zhou Lan's face like the wind, and a few strands of hair fell down.

In an instant, Zhou Lan almost held her breath, fearing that even breathing would cause the blade to hurt herself.

The onlookers were also shocked by what they saw, and the noise gradually subsided.

Xia Bai'an's voice was still steady.

"But if there is someone who doesn't have eyes next time, and wants to find trouble in my Chenxiang Pavilion, the blade does not recognize people, and the law of the court slanders the crime of slandering others, I will definitely investigate to the end, understand?"

As she spoke, she bent over, holding the long knife in one hand, and supporting Zhou Lan's head in the other, so that she could look up and meet her eyes.

"What about the answer?"

The three words "Qianbaan" followed, but Zhou Lan felt that her tongue was tied in fear.

The woman in front of her didn't look like she was joking at all.

It seems that the next time she appears in front of Chenxiang Pavilion, she will be dealt with by the woman in front of her immediately.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lan slowly regained control of her tongue.

"I, I was wrong. Next time... there will be no next time! Please don't report to the official this time!"

"Well, then I'll let you off this time."

Xia Bai'an let go of her, picked up the long knife and threw it back into Qian Mingshu's hand, while clapping his hands to the guys in Chenxiang Pavilion, looked around at the quiet passers-by, and smiled.

"Today's farce is just for everyone to watch. Thank you for rectifying the name of Chenxiang Pavilion in the cold wind, and please drink a cup of hot tea before leaving."

After speaking, the guys all came out with hot tea knowingly.

Liu Pipa just glanced at Zhou Lan lightly, and immediately took Xia Bai'an's words.

"There are different symbols under each cup of tea. If anyone drinks lily of the valley tea, please come to me and take away a bottle of hibiscus clear dew. If you drink wisteria, please take away a bottle of chilblain ointment."

Passers-by came to ask for tea one after another.

All of a sudden, the people who watched the farce in front of Chenxiang Pavilion poured into Chenxiang Pavilion.

Xia Bai'an took the opportunity to walk with Qian Mingshu into the alley of the small gate in the backyard.

Qian Mingshu put the long knife back into the scabbard unskilledly, his eyes darkened: "The things you secretly ordered before are going well."

"That's good." Xia Bai'an nodded, listening to the bustle outside, "The situation here is also good. Fortunately, Pipa and sister Xiuhong are capable. When I said that there might be a problem with this matter, they were ready to borrow money soon." With this farce, there is a wave of marketing."

Qian Mingshu looked sideways: "That Zhou Lan, did you just let her go?"

"Of course not."

When Xia Bai'an pushed open the small door in the backyard, he looked towards the narrow alley.

Qian Mingshu followed her gaze.

I saw two figures, one big and one small, nimbly squeezed out from the crowd, following the direction Zhou Lan left, closely following the wall, without making a sound.

"Aren't you afraid that something will happen if you let the two children follow you?" Qian Mingshu frowned.

Although Mo Qian and Mo Yu practiced martial arts every day, their age was their age.

"Don't be afraid. The person behind it can make the rotten sores so lifelike, and the lip balm used is specially selected. It is semi-solidified but thick like blood. It must be a good hand in making rouge."

"A good hand at making rouge? So what?" Qian Mingshu was puzzled.

"That must be a good craftsman, and a craftsman who does this kind of business must not be from a wealthy family, but a businessman. Moreover, she specially sent someone to come early in the morning when there are few people. I'm afraid... she didn't want to do things so badly. Today's Zhou Lan is just taking the lead to test the waters."

After Xia Bai'an finished speaking, he took Qian Mingshu into the backyard and continued, "Let's talk about Ergou and Tie Zhu first..."

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Pinxiang Pavilion.

Business is sluggish in winter, and there is no one at this time.

In front of the gate of the backyard, Zhou Lan wrapped herself tightly in a cloak, revealing only a pair of flustered eyes.

As soon as the back door opened, she staggered in and went straight to the room on the second floor.

In the room, there are two warm pots and a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Song Yuchu, who was dressed in elegant attire, was warming the wine, seeing her come back in such a hurry, her expression was indifferent.

"I have already heard about the farce in front of the Chenxiang Pavilion."

"Boss." Zhou Lan stepped forward tremblingly, "That Xia Bai'an in Chenxiang Pavilion is definitely not a good person, with good eyes and a clear mind. I just said a few words casually, but I was caught by her. And... She seems to be very confident in her own things, and I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with."

Song Yuchu slightly raised his eyebrows: "Is there really nothing wrong with her things?"

"There is no problem at all, and I don't know what else is added to it. The face is smooth and tender, and then a little sticky, but only for a while, and the stuff seems to melt into the face."

As Zhou Lan said, she touched her face with some lingering fear, "Boss, I am also a craftsman. Even if I put the rotten sores in the courtroom, the officials would be ugly, but she can see it at a glance." , this seems to be on the right track!"

Hearing this, Song Yuchu finally couldn't sit still.

"Miss Xu and Miss Yun say that she has no roots, but she is from the countryside, how can she have such great abilities?"

Zhou Lan shook her head again and again: "No matter where she came from, her hibiscus dew is only for protecting the skin now, and her boss is also a tough nut to crack. Our rouge and gouache are all externally applied, and there is no conflict at all. There is no need to forcibly fight against Miss Xu for the sake of business, and it will disrupt my own business in the future."

Song Yuchu listened, and calmly poured himself and Zhou Lan a glass of wine.

"I'll think about it again."

Zhou Lan nodded, and asked again: "Then today, it seems that there are still a few merchants coming, do you want to meet?"

"Although I haven't met, I heard that they came all the way from the south by water. Regardless of whether the business is successful or not, let's meet first." Song Yuchu said, seeing Zhou Lan's embarrassed appearance, "Go wash your face, I have wronged you today."

"Boss... No, sister, what are you talking about. If it weren't for you, I would have lost my life. I was just scared today, and Xia Bai'an didn't really kill me."

"Don't say such unlucky things, go down." Song Yuchu was a little strict.

Outside the eaves, two figures fell down together.

Mo Yu's hands and feet hadn't grown yet, and when he landed, he was gently supported by Mo Qian, barely standing still. He grabbed Mo Qian's hand: "Brother, I look at this boss Song Yuchu, he is not bad."

"Not bad?" Mo Qian said helplessly, "If it's really good, how could he think of a way to slander others."

"That's true."

Mo Yu rubbed her head with a smile, followed Mo Qian back and told Xia Bai'an about it.

After Xia Bai'an listened, he hooked the corners of his lips with great interest: "This Song Yuchu is not bad."