After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Within a few days, Master Yang delivered the trial samples to Ning Miao.

Ning Miao was quite satisfied with the result and carefully looked at the cost recorded by Master Yang.

The cost is naturally higher than the original wooden box.

He immediately asked Chunlan to bring an abacus and started moving the beads.

Both Yang Fangzhu and Chunlan were stunned.

I didn't expect that she could use an abacus and was so good at it.

"Although the cost is higher than before, it is still profitable. Let's use this method to stand out and make small profits but quick turnover." Ning Miao said.

Master Yang nodded and said, "Okay, wait until I report this to the Madam, and if she agrees, we'll do it."

After all, the Jin family is the one who calls the shots.

Ning Miao also understood this very well: "Okay."

-

One day, when I was leaving the house, I happened to meet Jin coming back from outside.

Ning Miao and Chunlan immediately stepped forward and saluted.

"Mother."

Jin took Ning Miao's hand and asked about his well-being: "Are you used to running the shop? Don't get too tired."

"Thank you for your concern, mother. I'm fine."

"I heard about your suggestion about the rouge box. I originally disagreed with it. The rouge shop doesn't make money to begin with, and it's unnecessary to invest money in it."

Then he changed the subject.

"However, you are the eldest lady of my mansion, and that is the first shop you have run. It is reasonable for me to support you, even if it means a loss. It doesn't matter. I must help you establish your prestige and reputation."

"So, I agree, just go ahead and do it. Even if you make a loss, the Marquis' Mansion doesn't rely on the rouge shop to make money."

Jin patted Ning Miao's hand and smiled kindly.

Ning Miao nodded and smiled respectfully: "Thank you, mother."

This favor is sold...

It would be unacceptable for her not to be grateful.

From now on, I will think of her and remember her good points, and let her do whatever she wants.

-

All the rouge was repackaged, and Ning Miao rearranged the shop and arranged them by category.

The next step is to publicize it.

How to promote it?

Send people to the streets to promote it?

This is the most commonly used method.

She wondered if there was anything better.

Sitting in the second-floor room of the Rouge Shop, Ning Miao drank tea and meditated.

Chunlan ran up and said, "Madam, the second young master is here."

Yan Mobai?

Ning Miao almost choked on the tea in his mouth: "Who?"

"Second Young Master, there is another princess, and the Second Young Master is here to accompany that princess."

Princess?

Ning Miao's hand holding the cup paused slightly.

There are three princesses nowadays. The eldest princess is Emperor Zhaoqing’s elder sister. She is over 40 years old and obviously not this one.

That left Emperor Zhaoqing's two daughters, Princess Anyang and Princess Yongle, both of whom were in their prime, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

I don’t know who it is that could get Yan Mobai to accompany him shopping for rouge.

Isn’t it said that women should be kept away?

She put down the cup, got up and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Princess Anyang stood in front of the counter, picking out boxes of rouge one by one with a look of curiosity on her face.

Yan Mobai, wearing a jet-black gilded robe, stood not too far away, his face calm, waiting silently.

Shopkeeper Han and the three shop assistants all followed Princess Anyang respectfully, ready to take orders at any time.

Seeing Ning Miao coming in, Shopkeeper Han called out, "Madam."

Ning Miao raised her eyes and met Yan Mobai's gaze, who was looking over at her when he heard the sound. She looked away before him.

Then he walked towards Princess Anyang and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Princess."

Princess Anyang looked at her.

"Are you Master Yan's sister-in-law?"

"Yes." Ning Miao nodded.

Finally, she continued, "I wonder if Your Highness Princess has any rouge that you like? These have just been released recently, Your Highness Princess can take a look."

She pointed to a counter nearby.

Princess Anyang put what she was holding back, walked to the counter she pointed to, and started to choose.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ning Miao raised his eyes slightly and glanced at her.

She was wearing a goose yellow brocade palace dress and a cloak of the same color, looking lively and bright.

She is very beautiful. Although she is not stunningly beautiful, she is still pleasing to the eye.

She had heard of her in her previous life. Because she was born to Emperor Zhaoqing's favorite concubine, she had been favored by the emperor since childhood and had a somewhat spoiled personality.

A woman of this status and this kind of woman are a perfect match for Yan Mobai.

The kind of iron tree that doesn't understand romance has to be a woman of high status and a spoiled temperament. If the other party refuses to listen, he will take her by force.

"Your rouge box is very unique!" Anyang picked up a box, opened it and sniffed it.

Ning Miao collected his thoughts, lowered his head and looked submissive.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness! The flower on the lid of this rouge box is not just a decoration, it also represents the fragrance and color of the rouge in the box."

Anyang raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Not bad."

Ning Miao then respectfully introduced: "There is a fortune paper in every box of rouge in our shop. If you are lucky enough to pick a box, it is like drawing a fortune."

"Drawing lots?" Anyang felt more and more curious.

"Yes, just like drawing lots. If your Highness likes this box, you can open it and take a look at the lot."

"Where is it?" Anyang was excited.

Ning Miao pointed to the bottom of the box: "It's under the rouge. You can see it when you take the rouge away."

Anyang couldn't wait to do as he was told, and sure enough, he saw a tiny folded note.

Take it out quickly and unfold it.

“Don’t worry about having no friends on the road ahead, everyone in the world knows you.” Anyang read out each word.

Ask Ning Miao: "What do you mean?"

Ning Miao was about to answer when Anyang turned around and asked Yan Mobai, "Master Yan was the top scholar of that year and is very knowledgeable. What does Master Yan mean by that?"

Yan Mobai raised his phoenix eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Anyang and Ning Miao.

He said indifferently: "I thought the princess had been to the Imperial Academy, so she should know what it means literally."

Anyang was a little embarrassed by what he said, and immediately said angrily: "Of course I know, I just wanted to confirm with Master Yan, in case I misunderstood."

Retracting her gaze, she asked Xiang Ningmiao: "So, does this mean that I will be very famous?"

Ning Miao curved her lips and said, "That's right. This is a fortune-telling sign for a career in officialdom. It's perfect for the princess. Your Highness is the daughter of the emperor, a rare talent. You will surely become famous in the future."

Anyang raised an eyebrow.

She loved hearing this.

"Very interesting! Besides a career in politics, is there anything else?"

"Yes, there is also health, marriage, happiness, wealth, longevity and joy." Ning Miao replied.

When he heard about the marriage, Anyang's eyes lit up.

He put down the box in his hand, picked up another one, and went straight to the signature paper at the bottom of the box.

"Live a long and healthy life, and be as healthy as the wind."

Anyang frowned: "What does this mean to me?"

He threw this box aside and picked up another one.

Quickly remove the signature paper at the bottom of the box.

"I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind."

After Anyang finished reading, a look of joy appeared on his face: "I like this fortune."

Turning back, he excitedly asked Yan Mobai: "Master Yan, is there anyone who can think like you?"

Ning Miao also looked at him.

Because she wanted to know too.

Such an iron wall can be a sign of total detachment from love or a possible reason for the person to have someone in his heart.

"No." Yan Mobai turned his head to look outside the door and replied indifferently.