Chapter 488: 488: Baobao is ill (part 3)_1
Afterwards, he took an envelope out of his breast pocket, containing a rough draft of a docunt.
Dong Huiying received the docunt and after reading it, she was montarily stunned, "You bought a shop?"
Liang Zhichen sat beside her, holding her hand and interlacing their fingers.
"I’ve given it so thought, and I can’t always rely on existing resources. Although our village does have so farmland, at best we can be self-sufficient. As for other ways of making money, they all involve so risk." But in reality, he just wanted to find sothing for her to do to keep her busy and stop her from overthinking things.
"Baobao, why not think about it, what sort of business would be good for us? You previously supplied the Sky Blue Building with a batch of rouge and face powder. I think this could be a good business, as the shops in town sell all kinds of goods, yet there seem to be fewer costic shops by comparison."
The main issue was that poor-quality rouge not only damaged the skin but also had an irritating sll, which led to people stopping using them.
However, the fragrant creams and powders that Baobao created had miraculous effects, and he believed that if they went into this business, it wouldn’t take long before it beca popular throughout Taihang Town.
Of course, this was just his own idea. The specifics of how to proceed still depended on Baobao’s opinion.
Dong Huiying had a peculiar temperant; at tis, she was slow to understand, but at other tis, she was quick-witted and clever, just like now.
It seed she saw through Liang Zhichen’s intentions, but neither of them acknowledged it openly.
"Rouge and face powder..."
She murmured, "Let’s go with that."
In fact, she especially loved things that were mixed with fragrances. She might have had a passion for scents, as a good fragrance could make her feel happy.
"There’s no rush for this, you should focus on recuperating first. This ti can also be used to think of a na for the shop."
She nodded, then truly took this matter to heart, treating it like a task.
Liang Zhichen didn’t only rent a shop when he went back to town, but also bought a set of the four treasures of the study. On one hand, he feared Baobao would be too bored while recuperating at ho; whether it be calligraphy or painting, either could be a pasti to entertain her and relieve the boredom. Additionally, it was because his white hair, despite being dyed with ink, faded too quickly, requiring him to reapply it almost daily to avoid exposing his secret.
Dong Huiying recovered quickly; it was just a minor cold, and added to her superior dical skills, she was spirited again by the second day. From her appearance, one wouldn’t have guessed she had been ill.
During the perfect noon sunshine, in the eastern room, she laid out the four treasures of the study, and before she knew it, she started writing so characters on rough paper. She was thinking about the shop’s na, but when she stopped writing, she suddenly beca startled.
"Baobao, it’s ti to eat,"
Liang Zhichen entered as he pushed open the door, but saw her hastily grabbing the rough paper, crumpling it into a ball.
She tried to hide it clumsily, placing the paper ball behind her back.
"Oh... oh! I’m coming!"
Afterwards, she shoved the paper ball into her sleeve and pretended as if nothing had happened before walking out.
Yixuan was in charge of cooking lunch, and life in the house was getting better and better. They hadn’t run short of rice or oil recently, and besides a balance of at and vegetarian dishes on the table, there was also an unexpected plate of preserved duck eggs cut in halves.
Yue Ning was carefree and ate ravenously, pausing occasionally to express her surprise, "How odd, where did these duck eggs co from? They seem to be from wild ducks, the flavor is different from the ones raised at ho."
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