Han Ling lied with his eyes wide open: "Cuibi Mountain is not high, just a little taller than the taverns in the capital city. Plus, we’re currently at a bit of an elevation. Once we pass this slope, we should be able to see it!"
Lin Shuang was truly in awe of Han Ling’s ability to lie with a straight face.
However, since she ca out with him today, she was determined not to expose him at this mont.
The two chatted intermittently, and the carriage unknowingly ca to a stop.
Xiao i made a gesture, speaking in a deep voice: "It’s indeed that little village!"
As they spoke, both Xiao i and Xiao Li tensed up, constantly on guard against any unexpected incidents.
Du Ruo and Lian Qiao had also been inford in advance about what was to happen today, and luckily, neither were inexperienced girls now, so they were quite calm at the mont.
"Miss Lin, please co down!"
Lin Shuang jumped down from the carriage, looking at the village before her in surprise: "This, this isn’t Cuibi Mountain, how did we end up at a village?"
Lin Shuang’s perfectly tid suspicion and unease were seen by Han Ling as helplessness and confusion. To him, this was exactly how a lady should appear!
Han Ling smiled considerately: "Miss Lin, don’t worry, this village is one of Ling Frost Pavilion’s places for making rouge, it’s not dangerous. I just wanted to bring you to see our rouge today."
"To show , your rouge? This, isn’t it inappropriate?"
Lin Shuang was even more surprised.
It’s no wonder Lin Shuang was suspicious, as the two of them were in the sa business, and although they had a good relationship, they were ultimately competitors.
If the shop is the face of a costics store, then the village where rouge is made is a secret hidden within, not easily revealed to outsiders.
Yet today, Han Ling actually brought her to see his secret, which was truly baffling.
"Miss Lin, ever since I ca to the capital city, I’ve heard of your great reputation, but I never had the opportunity to et you. But now it’s great, those counterfeit sellers have given the chance; in a way, I’m sowhat grateful to them."
Han Ling gazed deeply at Lin Shuang, once again wielding his killer words, which indeed moved Lin Shuang deeply.
"Young Master Han, you, so you’ve always had such deep feelings for !"
Lin Shuang’s face was tinged with a perfect blush, her little head obediently hung low. However, those eyes were silently ticulous, darting back and forth, trying to see what was inside the village through the gate.
However, Han Ling was clearly not soone blinded by love, and he had no intention of letting Lin Shuang through the gate.
Lin Shuang silently called him a miser in her heart and awkwardly said: "Uh, Young Master Han, I, I need to go, uh, urgently..."
Urgent indeed!
Seeing a woman as perfect as a fairy saying she was urgent in front of him, Han Ling felt like his heart was going to break.
"Haha, Miss Lin, Miss Lin is truly a straightforward person! Such, uh, no fuss!"
Lin Shuang silently rolled her eyes, thinking how he called her unreserved just for saying she needed to go, luckily she didn’t say she needed to poop!
With that, the extrely urgent Lin Shuang finally got Han Ling to take her into the village.
From the outside, the village was unremarkable, but upon entering, Lin Shuang’s face imdiately darkened.
Is this really a place where rouge is made? Han Ling, are you sure you didn’t take the wrong path?
The village was filled with all sorts of rooms, each with doors but no windows, and all the doors were tightly shut.
Don’t even think about seeing inside; it’s hard even to get close!
Moreover, the open space in the yard was filled with all kinds of herbs.
To be precise, Lin Shuang slled them with her extraordinarily keen nose because thick cotton quilts covered them, making it impossible to see what was beneath.
Seeing these mounds of herbs, Lin Shuang nearly wanted to throw up.
Her nose was abnormally sharp, able to detect scents that ordinary people couldn’t, especially herbs.
But at this mont, she was troubled by this ability.
Because those herbs slt unbearable, having been left on the ground for a long ti and already moldy and rotten.
Even though they had hastily covered them with thick quilts, it couldn’t block the decaying odor.
"Cough cough, Young Master Han, these little houses, are they where you make rouge?"
Lin Shuang feigned ignorance and couldn’t help but point at the houses and ask.
Looking at these houses, Han Ling felt an inexplicable pride: "Miss Lin is right, these rooms are where we make rouge. What do you think, isn’t it plentiful? Our Ling Frost Pavilion sells boundless amounts of rouge every day, and this village is just one among them."
After speaking, he didn’t forget to ask Lin Shuang: "Miss Lin, your Frost Pavilion also has a booming business, I presu your village has many small rooms like this?"
Not at all!
Not only do they not have such small rooms, but Frost Pavilion’s production workshops are also clean with bright windows, otherwise, those herbs would rot inside.
These are things Lin Shuang wouldn’t discuss with a bad person making counterfeit goods like him. She just nodded perfunctorily and smiled without speaking.
But in Han Ling’s eyes, such a smile was disrespectful to him.
I’ve even shown you my workshop, and you not only don’t reveal anything, you don’t even say a word!
Where in the world does soone get a deal like this?!
"Miss Lin? I’ve heard all the rouge at Frost Pavilion was developed by you alone, are you interested in collaborating with ?"
Without waiting for Lin Shuang’s response, Han Ling pointed to his many small rooms and smiled: "Look, in each of these small rooms is a variety of manufacturing workshops, with at least ten people working in each. With my large-scale workshop cooperating with you, I’m sure we could make Frost Pavilion’s business the biggest. Don’t just think of Dayong; we could even sell to Xiliang, to Dongling, and even Southern Border and Beirong would use our Frost Pavilion rouge!"
Han Ling said so much, but Lin Shuang didn’t pay attention to any of it, her focus was on the part about only ten people working in each small workshop.
Oh my! In an airtight little room, not only filled with herbs but also with people, how isn’t that lethal?
"Miss Lin, what do you think?"
Han Ling didn’t know she was lost in thought, and he thought she, like him, was envisioning the prosperous future of Frost Pavilion.
However, Lin Shuang ultimately disappointed him.
Only hearing Lin Shuang say with a slight amusent: "Did Young Master Han bring to your workshop to collaborate? I might have to disappoint you; our Frost Pavilion’s business never collaborates with others. Not to ntion you, even my elder sister wanted to open a store with back then and I refused, so why would I agree with you today?"
Han Ling squinted his eyes: "You an to refuse ? Do you not regret it?"
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