perfumer

In one night, not only turpentine was refined, but also some anti-dandruff hair oil was produced. There was no special container for hair oil at home, so I had to put it in a bowl temporarily.

The aunt was holding a bowl with a layer of oil in it, "Third brother, do you really want to use it for me? You should sell it? Sell more, and pay back the money for Young Master Cheng earlier." The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I used it In order to waste it, I put the bowl back in one go.

"It's not bad, you can use it, just take it as a test tube and it won't work."

The aunt was already moved. Seeing what Bai Xin said, she half-pushed, picked up the bowl again, held it tightly with her hands, and kept rubbing her fingers. She lowered her head, a little embarrassed, "Then I'll try it. "

After speaking, it seemed that he couldn't wait for a moment.

"The kitchen is also packed, let's go back."

The aunt went out first, said hello briefly, and then hurried back to the house. Bai Xin yawned, thinking that she would have to go to town tomorrow, so she also went back.

The aunt went back to her room and couldn't wait to untie her bun. Her hair was as dry as straw, messy, and had many knots. She pulled it for a long time, until her scalp hurt, and a pile of hair fell out on the ground before she pulled those hairs out. The knot was torn apart reluctantly, and she was so anxious that her head was sweating.

The aunt scooped some oil in the bowl, and the palm of her hand was shiny. She raised her hand and smelled it, and suddenly a scent of herbs wafted into her nose. Rubbing, I can't wait to let all the oil seep into the hair.

After kneading for a long time, I scooped it up again. I rubbed it on the top of my head. I ran my fingers through the hair and stroked it again and again. The aunt felt that she didn’t have to wait until tomorrow to feel that her hair became softer. She pinched her head Fafa took a look in front of his eyes, anticipating tomorrow's changes in his mind, and his face showed the gesture of his youngest daughter Jia Aimei.

The aunt didn't fall asleep until she applied a layer of pomade on her hair inside and out.

She went to bed late the first night, but woke up the first day the next day. Her heart was jumping with joy. After sitting up, she subconsciously stroked her hair. The hair was not as greasy as before going to bed. It was soft to the touch. The torn clothes under her head were covered with oil stains, and she looked regretful after seeing it.

The aunt put on her clothes, went to the kitchen to boil water, and then washed her hair. There was a layer of oil in the basin, and the water turned gray, but after washing her hair, it was much softer than every time, and she stroked it casually with her fingers. , can be stroked from the beginning to the end, the scalp seems to have become lighter, and it is not itchy anymore, it is very refreshing.

The aunt splashed the water, and then went back to the house. She couldn't put it down as she touched her hair, and she was almost obsessed with the smooth touch of her fingers running through the hair.

After drying her hair, she combed it beautifully into a double-ring bun, with her ears hanging down from her temples. She rubbed her hair unconsciously, imagining what she would look like now.

When eating in the morning, the aunt kept holding the bowl and giggling, or grinning at Bai Xin from time to time.

Seeing that she was happy, Mrs. Cao breathed a sigh of relief, then laughed and cursed, "You girl, what are you crazy about?"

Man Niang stared at Da Niang for a while, and then said, "Auntie, did you wash your hair this morning? Oh, it's so dark, so handsome."

The aunt was praised, lowered her eyes, blushed slightly, and then secretly glanced at Bai Xin, she was hesitating whether to talk about hair oil, for fear of being scolded by her mother.

Cao looked at Sanlang following the aunt's line of sight, suddenly remembered about the money, leaned forward, and hurriedly asked: "Sanlang, how much did you sell for that white turpentine yesterday?"

Everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at him in unison.

"Sold 110 papers."

Everyone gasped, Cao Shi didn't seem to believe it, and hurriedly asked again, "Is it really 110 Wen?"

"kindness."

Cao's joy blossomed, and everyone's faces were stained with joy.

Bai Xin put down his chopsticks at this moment, and said seriously: "I spent all the money I earned yesterday."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Cao was so anxious that sweat broke out on his head, and asked, "My son, why did you spend so much?"

Bai Xin said unhurriedly: "I got a prescription for hair oil. I grabbed the medicine and bought oil yesterday. I tried it and thought about going to the town to sell it today. If I can sell it, don't talk about the price." Turn it over."

Mrs. Cao was not happy when she heard this, but she looked worried, "How can this money be so easy to earn? Don't even lose the more than 100 Wen at that time, how about you honestly get some turpentine and sell it?"

"Mother, I have a sense of propriety." Bai Xin shook his head, feeling that it was really difficult to persuade her, Cao Shi was still nagging, "You don't know where you got a broken prescription, whether it will work or not? Besides, these rouge, gouache, hair oil, you think it is easy to make? There are many tricks in the stalls and shops, and there is no shortage of your kind..." Seeing that he didn't seem to listen, Cao coaxed: "Good boy, come on Don’t mess with these messy things for the next time, sell turpentine in a down-to-earth manner, and save some money to marry you in the future.”

"Mom, I have my sense of proportion!" Bai Xin's tone became tough.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant, and Da Lang hurriedly came to smooth things over, "Mother, the third brother has an idea, just listen to him."

Man Niang kept peeping at Auntie's hair, and seeing that it was combed so glossy, she secretly guessed that she must have used the hair oil made by her brother-in-law. She couldn't help feeling a little envious, and couldn't help touching her own hair.

Who doesn't want to make extra money?Everyone rushed to persuade a few words, Cao Shi saw that no one listened to her, she couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, "I also want to make more money for the family, isn't it because I'm afraid that he will pay for it?"

After eating, Bai Xin packed turpentine in a basket and went to the town again. Mrs. Cao looked at his back at the door and sighed.

Seeing this, the aunt came over and advised: "Mother, don't worry, the third brother is very capable, and he won't pay for it." She also said that there is no secret between mother and daughter, and the aunt told me about the hair oil last night. , "The third brother gave me some, it will be fine after using it, mother, you can feel it."

When Mrs. Cao heard this, she felt distressed at first, and yelled a few times, "Why did you use it? Let alone the hair oil worth a few pennies, so you just wipe it off?"

The aunt was not annoyed, "Mom, just touch and see!"

Cao Shi just stroked her hair twice, and it really felt smooth to the touch. She was half looking forward to it, and half worried, "That's good, but is there anything in the shop in the town? Can someone buy the hair oil he made?"

"Third brother said that this prescription is specially for treating dandruff, mother, see if I have less." After finishing speaking, he slightly lowered his head.

Mrs. Cao pawed a few times with her hands, and murmured: "It seems to be a little less."

When the aunt heard this, her spirits became even brighter.

Bai Xin went directly to the town, first sold the turpentine, then went to the woodworking workshop, bought a dozen small round wooden boxes at one go, and planned to use them for hair oil, and asked the shop to cut square and square little red boxes. The paper, which says "Anti-Dandruff Hair Oil", was taped to it.After shopping, Bai Xin strolled around the town for a while before leaving.

After returning home, he divided the hair oil into wooden boxes, and the ten boxes were neatly stacked together, which looked pretty.

Everyone looked at it together, praying in their hearts that it could be sold for a good price.

Man Niang looked at You Qi hot-eyed, regardless of whether this hair oil is useful or not, she also wanted to use some to wipe her hair.

Bai Xin also saw the desire of the sister-in-law, but the mother was watching by the side, and she would definitely not agree, why waste her tongue, but let the sister-in-law complain, and said that he was a little uncle, and he was too attentive to the sister-in-law, and he was a little awkward. So I pretended not to see it and fiddled with the box seriously.

The next day, Bai Xin not only carried the pine resin, but also those hair oils, and under the eager eyes of the whole family, he rushed to the town.

He sold the turpentine first, and the shopkeeper saw that he seemed to have something on his mind, so he didn't talk to him much.

Bai Xin came to the busiest street. He didn't intend to sell the hair oil to the shop, because the box outside was too plain, and the big shop might not like it. He paid attention to it these two days, so he directly found the best deal. a small stall.

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman with a thin figure, her temples were combed obliquely like a crow, her face was covered with the most common three-white makeup nowadays, her forehead, bridge of nose, and chin were smeared white, and she had a pair of dizzy eyebrows. Light, fragrant red lips, but also somewhat pretty.

Seeing Bai Xin approaching, the woman immediately said enthusiastically, "This little brother came to see, but do you want to buy something for your sweetheart?"

Bai Xin shook his head, "I have some hair oil, do you want it?"

The woman was not upset when she heard that the other party was selling but not buying. She still smiled, "Do I have any hair oil here? But you, what kind of hair oil are you selling?"

"I am a hair oil that specializes in treating wind dandruff, an ancestral formula."

If the woman still wanted to tease Bai Xin at first, she would hear the word "wind dust", and she would be really interested, "Oh? What kind, let me see!"

Bai Xin took out a box from the back basket, the woman frowned when she saw it, and murmured: "Your box is really poor."

Bai Xin ignored it and lifted the cover. The woman leaned over and glanced at the oily hair, then raised her nose to smell it, shook her head and said, "Your hair is too oily, it smells so good. It's not fragrant, no one sells it, and now all the ladies like fragrant hair oil!"

"I mixed it with medicine, so it's not fragrant, but it can remove dandruff."

"Can it really remove wind debris?" The woman hesitated.

"That's nature, it's my family's ancestral recipe."

The woman thought that most people have wind crumbs, and the white spots on the black hair, which flicks casually like snow, is really annoying. If hair oil can really remove the wind crumbs, it must be popular, but I'm afraid it won't work.

Bai Xin saw his concerns, "If you don't believe it, you can buy it yourself and try it yourself. I will only charge you the cost price. I will come back every now and then. If it works, you can buy more."

Seeing Bai Xin's clean appearance, the woman felt a little fond of her, and said that she was a businessman, so she naturally had the guts to try something new, so she nodded happily, "Okay, let's buy some and try, what's the price?"

"You also know that oil is not cheap. Although I don't have spices here, I have added a lot of medicinal materials. It's thirty yuan a box for you."

The woman giggled and said, "You are really a lion. How can such a little be worth thirty yuan? The fragrant hair oil here is only sold for fifty or sixty yuan. I bought it from you for thirty yuan. You said How much do I sell for?"

"My box is simple, but inside it is genuine."

"That's expensive too!"

The two lingered for a long time, and finally the deal was done for 25 Wen. The woman ordered three bottles, and Bai Xin told her how to use it.

After that, I went to a few more and sold the rest.