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Everyone couldn't help but look at her with envy when they saw the bottle of perfume in Song Youan's hand.

It was because this bottle of perfume prepared specifically for Miss Zhu Er looked a size bigger than any of theirs.

Zhu Ling also noticed it and said in surprise, "Wow, such a big bottle?"

Others were too embarrassed to ask, but Li Xiangrong and Zhu Ling were close friends, so she asked curiously, "Miss Song, what's the difference between the bottle you gave Sister Ling and ours?"

Zhu Ling interrupted, "Sister Rong, don't you understand me? This bottle of mine is naturally the most expensive."

Everyone understood after hearing this. Her bottle obviously had a larger capacity, so it made sense that it was more expensive.

Song Youan said softly, "Like I just said, perfume has different tastes for everyone. What's most important is what you like."

"Miss Song is right. I like both of the bottles I picked. Even if the one Sister Ling has is the most expensive, I won't trade it with you."

"Me too!"

Many people echoed the words, as if they all understood what Song Youan had just said.

Perfume is very personal. It has little to do with price. The most important thing is that the fragrance can make you feel happy.

Zhu Ling was not annoyed when she heard these people say this. As long as her bottle was the most expensive, it was fine.

She couldn't let go of the cool touch of the perfume. The dark green glass was so clear, even better than the tribute that the Cila Kingdom sent to Dazhao.

Soon, the ladies paid their bills and said goodbye and left, leaving only Zhu Ling alone.

Song Youan knew the reason why she was reluctant to leave, and could not help but smile and shake her head helplessly. She turned to get a lunch box and packed up all the desserts in the pavilion.

"Miss, please remember not to be greedy."

"Got it. I'll go back and treat my greedy brothers." After saying that, Zhu Ling opened the top lid of the lunch box and took a look. He asked, "Can you sell me some of that milk tea powder?"

"I packed some for you, young lady. It can make eight to ten cups at most. You have to distribute it reasonably. I won't sell milk tea powder to you within a month." Song Youan said.

Drinking too much milk tea is addictive. She was afraid that Zhu Ling would be greedy, so she helped her control the amount.

Zhu Ling was speechless after hearing this, but thinking that drinking too much milk tea would make her fat, and that her self-control was indeed not that strong, it was a good thing to have Miss Song supervising her.

"Okay, then I'll just drink it once every three days to satisfy my craving."

After saying that, she gave the maid a look, and the maid took out a thick stack of silver bills from her sleeve pocket and handed it to Song Youan.

Song Youan took it and counted it, then looked surprised: "Miss, you won't need so much."

There are ten silver notes in my hand, totaling one thousand taels.

Zhu Ling said indifferently, "Miss, keep it. As long as you think of me first when you have something good in the future, I will not treat you unfairly."

Song Youan was terrified. She had already made huge profits from reselling these things from later generations. If she treated Miss Zhu Ling in front of her as a sucker, that would be too much.

She quickly pulled out seven bills and handed them back: "Miss, there is no need to spend money. Three hundred taels is more than enough."

Zhu Ling was stunned. It was the first time he saw someone who refused a reward.

But she changed her mind and thought again, the first time he wanted to reward her, she didn't ask for silver, but asked Zijinju for help; the second time he wanted to reward her, she still didn't ask for silver, but asked him to help buy the house.

Now she still refuses her money...

Zhu Ling's eyes changed slightly as she looked at Song Youan. She raised her lips in amusement and said, "Miss Song, I suddenly found you quite interesting."

Song Youan looked up at her in confusion.

Zhu Ling didn't elaborate further, but reached out and took back the seven hundred taels: "I like you. If you need my help in the future, just come to me."

Song Youan was stunned for a moment, then quickly bowed and saluted: "Thank you for your care, young lady."

Zhu Ling said nothing more. He looked at Song Youan twice with a smile on his face, then turned around and left.

The lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Song Youan was a little dazed for a moment. He stood in the yard for a moment before he came to his senses and turned around to clean up the mess.

After moving the table back to its original position and clearing the dishes in the pavilion, he was about to go forward to close the door and count the money he had earned today when a familiar figure slowly walked up the stairs.

Lin Sangqian's watery eyes looked into the yard curiously like a little deer. When she saw Song Youan, she was delighted: "Miss Song?"

Song Youan recognized the person in front of her at a glance. She was the lady who bought all her cakes on her first day setting up a stall in Dazhao.

Later, Miss Zhu Ling and Miss Li Chuyou happened to have the cake at the house of this lady, which helped her open up the market in the circle of noble ladies.

This is her true benefactor!

"I have met you, young lady."

Lin Sangqian stepped into the courtyard. The two maids behind her looked at You Anju curiously. One of them couldn't help but whispered, "Miss, it seems we are late."

"Really?" Lin Sangqian blinked, walked up to Song Youan and asked, "Miss Song, are they all gone? Am I too late?"

Just like when we first met, the person in front of me has a gentle temperament with a natural sense of dullness.

"It's not too late, what would you like to buy, miss?"

Lin Sangqian said, "I want to buy some cakes, and that... perfume!"

When talking about perfume, Lin Sangqian's eyes sparkled.

"Miss, wait a minute."

Without any hesitation, Song Youan turned around and went back into the front hall. Soon she came out with a bottle of perfume.

This bottle of perfume has a different scent from Zhu Ling's, but both have a capacity of 30 ml.

"There's also this bottle of perfume. I originally prepared it for Miss Li, but she didn't come today, so I'll give it to her first."

"The cakes are sold out. If you want some, please leave your address and I'll send some to you later."

"Really? Thank you so much, Miss Song." Lin Sangqian was overjoyed and then said, "I did steal Sister Chu's things. I heard she went to the palace. Sister Chu is very much favored by the Queen Mother. Whenever she comes to the palace, she stays for three or two days. She didn't come today, so I guess she's still in the palace."

Song Youan nodded in understanding.

"How much is this bottle of perfume?" Lin Sangqian asked. The maid beside her had already grasped her purse in her hand, ready to take out the money.

"For the young lady." Song Youan said.

Lin Sangqian was stunned when she heard this, and blinked her bright eyes: "Huh?"

Song Youan smiled slightly. "Miss, you are the first customer of my stall. It is because of you that the things I sell are known to everyone. So I give this bottle of perfume to you. I only ask that you promise not to tell anyone else."