I do beauty in Jianghu

Now that we've talked about this, Qi Ming really can't say no to it, so he can only resign himself to his fate and roll up the floor again.

Bai Muxi's aggrieved expression just now disappeared completely, and rolled into the bed with a happy face, making room for Qi Ming.

Qi Ming sneered in his heart, what are you pretending, isn't the rest of the night all yours?

Bai Muxi, who was unconscious, swore secretly that she must sleep honestly tonight and never toss around.

But this thing is not something he can control if he wants to. Not long after the two of them fell asleep, Bai Muxi began to arch towards Qi Ming in a daze, and a warm body pressed against his arm again.

Qi Ming has resigned himself to his fate, so he can do whatever he wants, go to sleep, go to sleep, and he won't know anything when he falls asleep.

So this sleep became deeper and deeper. In the dream, it was as if he was always being pressed by a huge boulder on top of his head. He tried his best to lift the boulder, so as not to let go and crush himself to death.

When he couldn't take it anymore, Qi Ming opened his eyes suddenly, and found that Bai Muxi's head was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Qi Ming: "..."

Qi Ming silently removed Bai Muxi's head, turned over, and faced out of the bed, Bai Muxi was in a deep sleep, and did not back down when his head was removed, just slid down against his shoulder, and finally pressed his forehead against his forehead. Back, continue to sleep soundly.

When Qi Ming woke up the next day, he was already lying on his side on the edge of the bed, wobbly and precarious, like an expert sleeping on a rope in some short stories.

As a result, when the morning was approaching, Bai Muxi was lying on the bed and sleeping unsteadily, stretching out her originally bent leg.

There was a muffled "boom".

Qi Ming propped himself on the ground with one hand, almost facing the ground.

Bai Muxi was woken up by the sound, sat up hurriedly, looked sleepily at Qi Ming who was almost half off the bed, and asked in a nasal voice: "What's wrong with you?"

How come you fell asleep and rolled out of bed?

Qi Ming put his arms on the ground, stood up, straightened his collar, and went to the yard without looking back.

Bai Muxi scratched his head, his eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, seeing the light outside, he continued to lie down to catch up on sleep.

The pre-order method makes selling pearl cream a little less stressful, and at the same time brings a small windfall.

Many customers who had asked Liu Chuyun here in the early stage but had not paid the deposit, most of them knew that the second batch had arrived at about [-] boxes. Liu Chuyun didn't hide anything about this, so they said they would go back and think about it.

Some go back and forget about it.

Some of them were really thinking about it when they went back, and some people who were really moved after thinking about it and decided to wait for the stock to arrive before taking a look. When they heard that the stock had arrived, they came to ask again.

When I asked, I found that there were only ten boxes left.

It will take about a month to order again, so the impatient customers simply pay for a box or two to use back.

In this way, in just seven or eight days, after removing the one box that Bai Muxi left for himself and Qi Ming, the nine boxes in stock in his hand were gone.

The 600 taels of silver that Liu Chuyun threw in like a gamble, quickly got back the original money, which lifted the two of them up, and felt that the way to pay the deposit in advance was feasible since they didn't have a shop yet.

At the same time, however, another problem plagued them.

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The most miraculous effect of this pearl ointment is that it has an excellent repairing effect on scars. According to Liu Chuyun's personal experience, there is no scar-removing facial cream on the market that can achieve such an effect.

The second is to moisturize the muscles, remove black spots and so on.

Most of the customers who come here to buy are daughters of small families. There are very few people with large scars like Liu Chuyun. Most of them buy it back to maintain their skin. In this way, the efficacy of the pearl cream will be greatly reduced. Compared with some facial oils that are expensive but have good skin care effects, they only have an advantage of being cheap.

After such a calculation, both Liu Chuyun and Bai Muxi felt like they were reckless.

However, this problem is currently secondary, and maintaining normal capital operations is their top priority.

Since the deposit is only five taels, the amount of deposits received in the second batch is only a dozen boxes, and the total cannot even exceed 100 taels. This price is not enough to invite the caravan to make another trip, so Liu Chuyun hurriedly took it back. The 600 taels of the principal was brought back and put into use, but it was not a long-term solution after all.

"Without some capital, it's really difficult to move forward." In the study, Bai Muxi used his abacus to settle accounts, while feeling emotional with Liu Chuyun.

Now that the materials have run out, the Westinghouse is empty again.

Liu Chuyun thought: "It's better to just use the 600 taels as the principal turnover. It won't be too late to return it to me when the net profit exceeds this price in the future. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to turn around in the short term with the deposit alone."

Bai Muxi thought for a while in embarrassment, but there was no other way.

Liu Chuyun patted him on the shoulder, and said in relief: "Don't be so sad, our business is getting better and better now, it's just that the foundation is too weak and it looks shabby for a while, this should be the distress of happiness."

Bai Muxi smiled, she was right, even if it was just twenty boxes of twenty boxes, sooner or later she would be able to save a considerable amount of money.

This time, the caravan happened to receive a big order and passed through the South China Sea, so this time the boss readily accepted their order of 700 taels.

When I got home, it was already dark, Xiaoyu prepared the ingredients for dinner according to Bai Muxi's instructions, and waited for him to come back to cook.

Qi Ming was watering the peach tree that had been moved over with a kettle in the yard. The leaves of the peach tree were lush and lush, and the flower buds had sprouted a lot, and it was about to bloom.

Stepping into the yard, Bai Muxi, who was tired all day, calmed down, greeted Qi Ming cheerfully, and went to the kitchen to cook.

Qi Ming responded, but he didn't want to go there, he had to eat in the past, he had to sleep after eating, and he had to go to bed when he slept.

Thinking of what happened last night, Qi Ming felt his eyes darken for a while, and his life, which had no light in the first place, became even more gloomy.

In the middle of the night, every household turned off the lights, and the sound of gongs playing the watch lingered on the streets.

After falling asleep for only half an hour, Bai Muxi entangled himself like an octopus again. He especially liked to hug something when he slept. He used to hug the quilt when he had a quilt, but now that Qi Ming was on the bed, he stopped hugging the quilt.

Qi Ming opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed. After staring at it for a while, he felt that his neck was about to be warmed by Bai Muxi, so he reached out to remove the wrapped hands and feet.

The force he pulled was a little too strong, and Bai Muxi, who was sleeping soundly with her face buried next to his neck, let out a dissatisfied moan, with a strong nasal voice, as if she was acting like a baby. Push gently into the bed.

Bai Muxi rolled on the bed in a daze, then rolled back, and wrapped Qi Ming's waist again. He felt that Qi Ming's shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, thin and powerful, and he was especially easy to hug.

He not only hugged, but also rubbed, his face rubbed against Qi Ming's back, and his hair was messy.

I don't know what good things I dreamed in my dream, but I still babbled.

Qi Ming couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled off Bai Muxi's hands and feet again, turned over, wrapped him in a quilt, and trapped him in his arms.

Trapped firmly by the quilt and strong arms, Bai Muxi felt a surge of security in an instant, and immediately became honest, buried her face in Qi Ming's chest and fell into a deep sleep.

Qi Ming was finally able to close his eyes safely.

This sleep was so deep that until the middle of the night, Bai Muxi didn't move, her whole body was wrapped in the quilt, nestled in Qi Ming's arms, it was as hot as a stove, very comfortable.

In the quiet courtyard, there was a soft 'poof' sound suddenly, very soft, like the sound of something falling to the ground.

In the darkness, Qi Ming slowly opened his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a series of rustling movements were heard.

Qi Ming let go of Bai Muxi who was like a burrito in his arms, sat up, listened carefully for a while, and found that the sound was coming towards Westinghouse.

As soon as he turned his face, he saw that Bai Muxi was still sleeping under the quilt with a happy expression on his face, so he stretched out his hand to pinch Bai Muxi's nose, and after a while, he succeeded in waking him up.

Sleepily, Bai Muxi broke free from his fingers, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing?"

Qi Ming's expression was clear, and he said calmly, "Someone is here."

Bai Muxi's mind was muddled, and she still didn't understand: "Who is here? A guest?"

Qi Ming sneered, got up and went out. After deliberately walking lightly, he walked on the ground, but he couldn't hear a sound.

He opened the door, looked towards the West Room, and saw a small black figure, standing in front of the West Room and tinkering with something. After a while, the West Room door was opened.

Qi Ming raised his eyebrows. He expected to be a thief again, but he didn't expect to be such a small thief, a head shorter than Xiaoyu.

The child sneaked into the west room, fumbled around the room for a while, then stood in front of the desk in embarrassment, probably didn't find what he wanted, and was unwilling to leave. After standing for a while, he felt a little Something was wrong, as if someone was staring at him, so he turned his head vigilantly and looked towards the door.

A tall, dark figure stood at the door with his back to the moonlight, looking at him coldly.

"Ah!!!!!!!" A terrified scream resounded through the roof, as if seeing a ghost.

Bai Muxi, who was still dozing off on the bed, was startled, and hurriedly ran out with his shoes on. The little fish on the other side was also awakened, and came to follow him to the west room.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Qi Ming standing in the room, holding a child in his hand, his posture was like carrying a little chick. The little chicken was still thrashing about, desperately trying to break free from Qi Ming's grasp.

But her strength is no match for Qi Ming.

Bai Muxi thought it was a thief at first, and got nervous for a while, but when he saw it was a child, he immediately relaxed, but Xiaoyu was clever, and hurriedly turned around and closed the door.

With a sound of 'bang', the door of the Westinghouse was locked. Seeing that he couldn't escape at all, the little chick stopped struggling, and was still carried by Qi Ming, shivering shiveringly.

Bai Muxi waved to Qi Ming, asking him to let go of the child.

As soon as the child was released, he scurried into the corner and stared at Bai Muxi in horror.

Bai Muxi said to her warmly: "Don't be afraid, we won't harm you, and we won't send you to the government."

The child was stunned.

Bai Muxi knelt down and looked at her: "You, how old are you?"

The child paused for a while, then whispered, "12 years old."

Bai Muxi asked softly: "What are you looking for?"

The child replied weakly: "Look, look for pearl ointment to heal your face."

She raised her head timidly, at this moment Xiao Yu happened to walk over with a candle holder, under the light of the candle, most of the child's face was covered with serious burn scars.

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