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Some people came to wait in front of Youanju early in the morning, fearing that they would miss out if they came too late.

In Kyoto, there is nothing that normally attracts these noble ladies so much. It turns out that girls understand girls best.

"Everyone, please wait a moment and let me in. I've been looking forward to this for a long time. I've been eagerly waiting until today, the 28th."

"Sister, what are you talking about? Who among those who came today isn't eagerly looking forward to it?"

"I'm still envious of Sister Chu You. She got a bottle at the Duke's wife's birthday banquet, and Sister Chu You used it in advance. I heard that when she went to the palace yesterday, the fragrance on her body attracted the attention of the emperor. Who knows..."

"If you can't say for sure, then don't say anything for now. How can you randomly speculate on the will of the Holy Spirit?"

This sentence silenced everyone, but they couldn't help but grumble in their hearts. Li Chuyou's family background, appearance, and talent are all outstanding, and it is probably only a matter of time before he enters the palace.

"Huh? Why isn't Miss Zhu Er here?"

At this time, someone noticed that Zhu Ling had not arrived yet. How could she be absent from such a thing?

"That shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't she be the first to arrive?"

"Stop nagging me now, be careful, she might become... "

Halfway through his words, he saw from afar a gorgeous carriage pull up at the entrance of Fuhua Alley. Zhu Ling's meticulously dressed face peeked out from behind the curtains. Seeing the huge crowd at the entrance of You'an Residence, he couldn't help but smile, "These people are really impatient."

She slowly got off the carriage and walked over at a leisurely pace.

"Sisters, you're here really early. Miss Song hasn't even opened the door yet."

Those whose family backgrounds were not as good as hers came forward and saluted. Zhu Ling glanced at them and then exchanged salutes with several young ladies whose family backgrounds were similar.

"Eh? It smells so good."

"Really? Why didn't I smell it just now?"

"The light citrus scent is really refreshing."

The crowd was inexplicably stirred by the aroma. Zhu Ling raised an eyebrow in satisfaction, then deliberately walked to the side and leaned in front of Li Xiangrong, saying, "Sister Rong, how are you these days?"

Li Xiangrong smiled and nodded. Suddenly, she felt the smell become much clearer. She was immediately startled: "Sister Ling, is that your smell?"

Zhu Ling blinked in surprise. "Really? So everyone was talking about the smell on me?"

Upon hearing this, the others came closer and could smell Zhu Ling's fragrance more clearly.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ling, why do you smell so good today? Did you take a flower bath before going out?"

Taking a flower bath is the simplest way for women in Dazhao to let the fragrance of flowers stay on their bodies, but generally speaking, people only bathe at night.

Moreover, the natural floral fragrance stays on the body for a very short time and the aroma will not be so distinct.

Zhu Ling covered her mouth and chuckled: "Sister, you are joking. I am using the perfume that Miss Song gave me."

This one sentence caused everyone's eyes to widen in surprise.

"Sister Ling and Miss Song are acquainted?"

When Zhu Ling held a flower viewing banquet at the Marquis of Fuyang's mansion, he only invited a few people with whom he had good relations and high social status. Many people did not know that Zhu Ling and Song Youan had met before.

Zhu Ling nodded. "Do you all remember the cake we had at the Duke's wife's birthday party? That was also made by Miss Song. Miss Song and I first met because of that cake."

"Oh, right." Zhu Ling raised his hand and pointed at the newly renovated You'anju in front of him: "I also helped Miss Song with her house."

No one present knew about this.

However, they didn't care much about these things. At the moment, they could feel the effect of the perfume more intuitively.

As everyone was getting excited, the door of Youanju behind them slowly opened.

Song Youan walked out slowly in a crimson skirt. Her black hair was tied into a bun, and a few strands of hair hung lazily at her ears. A gust of wind blew by, and her hair and skirt fluttered to one side, making her look gentle and lively.

"Sorry for the long wait, please come in."

She smiled and turned slightly to the side. Everyone was not clear about Song Youan's sales model, so their reactions were a little slow.

Zhu Ling was much calmer. She took Li Xiangrong by the hand and said, "Sister Rong, let's go in."

Zhu Ling and Li Xiangrong went in first, and the others followed.

Youanju is small and elegant. The space in the front yard is not too big, but the exhibition booths in the yard are eye-catching to everyone who enters.

"Miss Song, what does this mean?"

On the booth, nearly fifty perfumes were arranged one by one, and there was a box next to it with many perfume trial cards.

Song Youan walked to the front of the exhibition stand, and the others subconsciously gathered around, their eyes fixed on the exquisite little bottles, unable to move away.

"Ladies, perfume is a very personal thing. Everyone has different sensitivities to different scents, so different people will smell different things from the same bottle of perfume. This is why different people have different tastes."

After hearing what Song Youan said, someone asked, "With so many bottles, how do we know what they taste like? Do we like them?"

Song Youan picked up a scent test card and said, "This thing is called a scent test card. Let me demonstrate it to you."

She then picked up a bottle of perfume, sprayed a pump onto the scent test card, shook it twice, and then put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently.

The classic No Man's Land Rose is also one of the perfumes she likes to spray on a daily basis.

"A perfume test card only needs one pump to retain the essence of the perfume for the longest time. People can pass it around and smell it. If someone likes it, they can buy it."

This novel method attracted everyone's interest.

"Miss Song is really smart. This method is very efficient and won't waste perfume."

Song Youan smiled faintly. Using a fragrance test card to try out fragrances is a basic operation in perfume counters, and using it at this time can really achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But he also reminded everyone: "Remember, don't touch your nose when you smell the fragrance card, otherwise the fragrance will remain on the tip of your nose and the smell will be mixed with other smells."

After she finished speaking, she took a few steps back and raised her hand to invite everyone: "Welcome to You'anju, please feel free to choose."

Seeing this, everyone started to move.

"Wow, this bottle is so exquisite."

"Smell this, I think it smells good."

"Let me smell yours, too. Hey? What scent is this?"

"This smell is too strong. I like something lighter."

"Oh, this bottle seems to smell like ebony agarwood..."

Everyone was very excited, and the more than forty bottles were enough to make them dizzy.

Only one person did not step forward to join in the fun.

It’s Zhu Ling.

She looked at Song Youan with a smile and asked, "Miss Song, you haven't forgotten what you promised me, right?"

"Of course." Song Youan nodded. "Don't worry, miss. I've prepared some delicious desserts and milk tea in the pavilion. You can have a try."

"Milk tea?" Zhu Ling's eyes lit up with interest. "Miss Song has come up with something new? I have to try it before everyone else."