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Song Youan's intention was not difficult to guess, and she knew that Miss Li would definitely be able to see through her purpose.

So she put some thought into today's dessert, as a gesture of goodwill to Li Chuyou, hoping that she would be willing to help her.

In just one day, thanks to the birthday banquet of the wife of Duke Su, the cake became completely famous in Kyoto, and the perfume, as a new product, became even more popular. All the ladies asked Li Chuyou where this thing came from.

The next day.

"No visitors?"

At the Marquis of Fuyang's Mansion, Zhu Ling's face darkened when he heard the maid come back to report.

The maid Cuizhu nodded and said, "I saw a sign hanging in front of Youanju's door, saying that it will be open to guests on the 28th."

"Didn't you knock on the door?" Zhu Ling asked.

Cuizhu said, "I went up to the door and knocked. I thought the young lady was anxious, so I knocked for a long time, but it seemed that there was no one inside."

As a result, Zhu Ling's face became even uglier.

It's not that she has any resentment towards Song Youan, but she saw that rare thing called perfume at the Duke of Su's Mansion yesterday, which made her long for it all night. This morning, she ordered her maid to go to Youanju to buy it, but was turned away.

Cuizhu hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I... I also met Xiangyu, Tong'er, and Qiuyu."

These people are all maids serving the noble ladies in Kyoto.

Obviously, Zhu Ling is not the only one who wants the perfume.

"You haven't seen anyone, right?" Zhu Ling asked.

Cuizhu nodded quickly: "No, Miss Song doesn't seem to be at home."

"Well, tell Xiao Tao to guard the entrance of Fuhua Alley. If she sees Miss Song, tell her to come to your house immediately."

"Yes, slave, go right away."

Zhu Ling rarely felt so uneasy, and her hands unconsciously twisted the handkerchief in her hands.

It's not a life-threatening matter, but the noble ladies in the capital compete with each other for these flashy material possessions. This perfume is very rare, and she is mainly worried that Miss Song doesn't have much of it.

No matter what, she had to get a bottle so that she could hold her head up high in front of others.

As a result, until noon when Xiao Tao returned home, she did not see the door of Youanju open.

"Miss, don't worry. The house is still there. Miss Song will come back eventually. I will go there in person to check it out in the afternoon." Cuizhu said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Tao ran in hurriedly, holding up her skirt: "Miss, Miss Song is here."

Zhu Ling stood up excitedly upon hearing this. She didn't even realize how obviously her attitude towards Song Youan had changed. She just said excitedly, "Please invite her in."

Song Youan didn't know that Miss Zhu had been waiting for her all morning, so she walked into the house slowly with the lunch box.

"I see..."

Before she finished her greeting, Zhu Ling raised her hand and said, "Miss Song, you're welcome. Please sit down."

Song Youan was slightly startled, then handed the food box to Cuizhu and sat down before saying, "I promised Miss that I would keep a portion of this batch of cakes for you, so I brought it to you."

Zhu Ling then remembered this matter. She was so distracted by the perfume early in the morning that she completely forgot that Miss Song was supposed to come to her house to bring her a cake.

"Miss Song, you've worked hard."

Zhu Ling pretended to be calm and gave Cuizhu a wink. Cuizhu understood and took out the silver bills from her sleeve pocket and put them on the small tea table next to Song Youan.

Song Youan was stunned and asked in confusion, "What do you mean, Miss?"

"A little gift to Miss Song to celebrate her new home. I heard that the renovated Youanju is beautiful and elegant. I would like to go and see it if I have the chance." Zhu Ling said with a smile.

This time, she put away her arrogant attitude, and even the tone of her voice was much softer. She did not glance at Song Youan while she was talking, but looked at him seriously.

Song Youan is not stupid, so how could she not feel the changes in Zhu Ling? In fact, Zhu Ling was already different from the first time she came to Fuyang Marquis Mansion.

Last time she came for this cake.

So today...

Understanding the situation, Song Youan remained calm and said softly, "I am overwhelmed. How can I accept such a generous gift, young lady? Besides, the fact that I was able to acquire the house so smoothly was entirely due to your help, young lady. I should be the one thanking you."

After saying that, Song Youan took out her purse and took out a dark blue glass porcelain bottle from it.

When Zhu Ling saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I have prepared a bottle of perfume for you as a thank you gift. I hope you don't mind."

The perfume is small and exquisite, about the size of a dumpling. This is a perfume sample with a small capacity of only 15 ml.

Even the bottle given to the wife of Duke Su yesterday was only 30 ml, which is considered a small-capacity formal bottle.

Song Youan knew very well how durable a bottle of perfume could be. If she took out a large amount of perfume at the beginning, it would not be long before it became unsalable.

"Is this what the Lady of Duke Su received yesterday?"

Song Youan smiled lightly and nodded, then explained, "But the fragrance of this bottle is different from the one that belonged to the wife of Duke Su. Miss, try it."

Gently press the pump head and the water mist with fragrance will spray out.

Even the green bamboo beside him took a deep breath subconsciously.

"Can you tell what it smells like, miss?"

Zhu Ling tasted it carefully and shook his head: "It's quite complicated, but I think I can smell the scent of citrus."

Song Youan smiled when she heard that. "Miss, you're amazing. This perfume is a complex citrus fragrance with top notes of bergamot and grapefruit, middle notes of mint and bergamot, and base notes of pink pepper and orange."

Zhu Ling couldn't let go of the small and exquisite glass bottle, and was amazed at how Song Youan could make this little thing so cleverly and beautifully.

"Miss Song, do you have any other perfumes?" Zhu Ling suddenly asked Song Youan.

Hearing this, Song Youan said softly, "There are still some."

"Can you sell it to me?"

"Of course." Song Youan replied, "But perfume is something that lasts a long time. Miss, don't underestimate this small bottle. Even if you use it every day, it will last for quite a while."

"It's okay. I just want to change it up every day. After all, the scents are different." After saying that, she looked at Song Youan, blinked, and asked, "How much does this perfume cost per bottle?"

"To be honest, the price of this perfume varies depending on the scent. For example, the bottle in your hand costs one hundred taels, but there are cheaper ones and more expensive ones."

Song Youan said it very clearly, this was what she had thought of early on.

Perfume is bound to become an indispensable fashion item for ladies, and perfume has different characteristics such as materials, capacity, and packaging, which gives it a natural pricing advantage.

The more precious the ingredients, the larger the volume, and the more exquisite the packaging of the perfume, the more expensive it can be sold.

As for the 15 ml perfume sample in Zhu Ling's hand, Song Youan actually didn't intend to sell it for one hundred taels. Because it was a gift, she deliberately raised the value of the sample.

Anyway, she has the final say on how much this thing costs in Dazhao.

"I want the most expensive bottle." Zhu Ling said without hesitation.