After entering the book, he stole the heroine's charming attributes

Shen Li measured it with his hand and it was about three or four centimeters long.

The man lowered his head and began to look through the boxes nearby: "Found it, do you think this size is okay?"

Shen Li took a look and found that it was about the same size as hers, and it was also the white color she wanted: "Okay, how much is it?"

"Twelve articles."

“Can I get a cheaper deal if I buy more?”

"How many do you want?"

Shen Li thought about it and realized that the ointment he made now could be packed into about twenty boxes: "Twenty-five." Buy five more, just in case he made a wrong estimate.

"Ten cents, no less."

It can be seen that the man is also a straightforward person. Shen Li did not bargain again and readily paid one tael and fifty coins.

The man took the money and threw it into a wooden box, then opened a box on the ground: "Count it yourself."

Shen Li was helpless: "Second brother, you count them and put them directly into my basket."

Shen Liang squatted down and counted resignedly.

At this time, the man had gone back to his work.

"Shopkeeper, don't you keep an eye on us? Aren't you afraid that we might take two more?"

"I know that."

Shen Li pouted awkwardly and asked again: "Shopkeeper, will there be any stock next time I come to buy it?"

"If there are more, we definitely won't have them. You need to order them in advance. If the quantity is like today, we will have them."

At this time, Shen Liang had already put the things into the basket: "I'll carry it."

"It's not too heavy. I can handle it."

"I come."

Shen Li took the basket and said with a smile: "Thank you, second brother."

"No, let's go."

After returning home, Shen Li and Liu Dahua cut the prepared ointment into small pieces and put them into the rouge box.

There are twenty-three boxes in total. Because they are already in pieces, they don't fit tightly in the boxes.

Next time when making it, pour it into a box before there are any clots. It’s not a big problem, but it may not look as good. However, Shen Li did not reheat it because she was afraid that the aroma would dissipate a lot.

Holding a stack of papers, Shen Li went to his brothers' room: "Brother, please help me write something."

"Okay, what to write?"

"It's to promote my ointment."

"How do you want to write it?"

Shen Li couldn't think of any fancy words, so he decided to keep it simple and understandable: "Secretly made perfume cream, with its own body fragrance, fairy-like scent, limited edition."

As Shen Li finished speaking, Shen Han had finished writing.

"Brother, write it at the bottom, next to the Peach Blossom Rouge Shop."

There are three rouge shops in the county. Shen Li has already visited them today. Taohua Rouge Shop is not the largest, but it has a good flow of customers, and the street is full of stalls.

Now she has no capital, so she can only set up a stall to sell. When she earns enough money to open a shop, she can open a special incense shop.

"Is that all?" Shen Han asked.

"Just write like this, but you have to write more." Shen Li put the stack of papers she was holding on the desk. She also bought this paper today.

Shen Xing exaggeratedly said, "Do you want to tire my brother to death?"

Shen Li had no choice. Her calligraphy was not good enough to be seen by others. "How about your calligraphy?"

"I... am naturally not as good as my elder brother." Shen Xing said dejectedly.

"Then write one and see." Shen Li thought, it would definitely be better than hers.

Watching Shen Xing writing seriously, it was actually quite good. Although the handwriting was not as good as Shen Han's, it was also very decent. It looked like he had practiced writing, and it gave people a feeling of being chic and elegant: "Very good, Third Brother, you can help write too. It's really nice, but be careful not to be too unruly, or others won't understand."

Shen Xing was happy to be praised, so she was naturally happy to write: "Okay, I got it, let's see."

Seeing that his eldest and third brothers had already written, Shen Li looked at Shen Liang again: "Second brother, your handwriting is also good, right?"

“It’s watchable, but not as good as them.”

"Then you should write it too. It will be faster with three people."

Shen Han was sitting inside the table and Shen Xing was sitting outside. Shen Liang had no choice but to stand at the side, write a sheet, and then hand it to Shen Li.

"It's beautiful. The eldest brother's handwriting is professional, and you can tell at a glance that it was written by a scholar. The third brother's handwriting is generous and elegant, and the second brother's handwriting is neat and beautiful. They are all good."

Shen Han raised his head and said, "Yes, Ali's evaluation is very pertinent."

"Thank you for your hard work, my three brothers."

Shen Xing was writing with great interest, so she waved at Shen Li, indicating that she could leave.

Shen Li couldn't write either, so she just stopped standing there. She went to cook with Liu Dahahua.

The three of them finally finished writing the stack of papers before dark.

"Ali, where are you going to put these?" Shen Han asked.

"It's not posting, it's sending. I'll have to trouble the three brothers to help me send it tomorrow."

"How to send it?"

"Just stand in the crowd and give one to anyone passing by you." Shen Li explained.

"Ah? This... this is so embarrassing. What if the other person doesn't answer? Wouldn't it be awkward?" Shen Han said in embarrassment.

Shen Li knew that he was a scholar and couldn't lose face: "If you really feel embarrassed, then big brother, help me sell the ointment tomorrow and let mother help me distribute it."

"Then I'll go. How can I let my mother go?"

"Hey, don't be afraid, big brother. It's very simple. Then, second brother and third brother, are you okay?"

"Isn't it just handing someone a piece of paper? No problem."

Shen Liang also shook his head.

……

The next morning, in front of the Peach Blossom Rouge Shop in the county.

Shen Li, Liu Dahua and their three brothers were already standing here.

She set up the stall next to the rouge shop so as not to block the door. The stall was very simple, just a piece of black cloth with five bottles of ointment on it. The rest were in the basket, but Shen Li didn't take them out. She thought about selling while taking them.

Then he took out a flyer written by Shen Han, which had a price written on it: one hundred coins per box, and no bargaining. This way he would save a lot of trouble.

She also placed the paper on the black cloth and pressed it down with a stone, so that if anyone saw the flyer and came over, they would know that she was selling it.

"Mom, watch over the stall."

"Ali, isn't this too expensive? Will anyone buy it? People without money simply can't afford it." Liu Dahua said worriedly.

"Mom, I've calculated that after deducting the cost, we can save about half, which is fifty cents. However, the flowers are not bought this time, so there may be more left. It's not expensive anymore. If we sell less, we will lose money."

When Shen Li was thinking about the price before, he also wondered if it was too expensive, but this thing is not a daily necessity, only people with spare money will buy it, so it is not expensive.

What's more, we don't know the price of the flowers yet, and it takes a lot of petals to steam out that little essential oil. In the future, we may not even get half the profit left.

Liu Dahua did not let go of her worries, but just nodded reluctantly.

In her opinion, one hundred wen was really expensive, and she would never buy it. But she didn't know that it was because she had no money and vision. Good things would never have trouble selling, and there would never be a shortage of rich people.