Zhao Yuanle opened the porcelain bottle containing rose essential oil and took it to Wang Yuxiang.

"This is rose essential oil, Miss Wang must know.

We picked the wild roses ourselves and made them ourselves, without adding anything else, so we ensure that the process is very clean, and the tools we need to use are washed clean and burned with fire."

Wang Yuxiang looked at Zhao Yuanle's fingernails without any trace, and after confirming that Zhao Yuanle's fingernails were clean without sludge, he reached out and gently picked up the small porcelain bottle.

She put the porcelain bottle next to her nose, slid her hand slightly, and after smelling the essential oil in the porcelain bottle, she slowly nodded.

“The taste is still very positive.”

It tastes the same as hers before.

However, it was still not good to smell it. Wang Yuxiang turned her body and saw the inside of the porcelain bottle in the sun. After looking at it, she shook the porcelain bottle lightly and determined the texture of the essential oils there.

Wang Yuxiang didn't expect that the things Zhao Yuanle brought were of good quality.

She originally thought that this was just a little girl who did it casually based on her interest, and at most she could look like a little bit. Unexpectedly, the things were pretty good.

Several sisters of the Zhao family, including Wang Xianjiao next to them, were observing Wang Yuxiang's expression. After seeing Wang Yuxiang nodding, several people also knew that this thing could be sold.

Wang Yuxiang put the porcelain bottle into the hand of the maid beside him and smiled at Zhao Yuanle.

"The stuff is pretty good, what price are you going to sell?"

To be honest, Zhao Yuanle really doesn't know what price this thing should be sold for.

So she laughed too.

"We did this for fun. We haven't bought this kind of thing in our daily life. The price is not clear.

So, it’s up to Ms. Wang to decide what price this thing should be sold.”

When Zhao Yuanle went from Wang Bao's house to the county magistrate's house, and when he saw Wang Yuxiang's words and behaviors, he was sure that a lady like Wang Yuxiang would disdain to take advantage of her.

Zhao Yuanle was right, and Wang Yuxiang would not take advantage of this at all.

In fact, when Wang Xianjiao and Wang Yuxiang talked about this, Wang Yuxiang was ready to spend money.

After all, Wang Xianjiao is her friend. For the sake of her friend's face, she would buy the things that Zhao Yuanle gave her out of courtesy, but she would not use them by herself after buying them.

But Wang Yuxiang also saw it just now. This thing is indeed OK, so you can buy it and use it.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Yuxiang spoke.

"In Rongcheng, this amount of essential oil is usually sold for three silver dollars. Since you are Jiaojiao's future relatives, then add those two bottles of pure dew, I will give you five silver dollars in total."

When Wang Xianjiao heard Wang Yuxiang's words, she immediately showed a gratitude expression on her face.

"Yuxiang, you are so nice to me."

Wang Yuxiang smiled at Wang Xianjiao: "We are friends."

She likes Wang Xianjiao, who is careless and can set off her beautiful friend.

After Zhao Yuanle heard the price quoted by Wang Yuxiang, he felt very acceptable.

Strictly speaking, the cost of this thing is only the burned firewood and the porcelain bottles used to pack them.

Selling five silver dollars is basically equivalent to earning five silver dollars in vain.

But at this time, Zhao Yuanlan pulled the corner of Zhao Yuanle's clothes and whispered: "Second sister, didn't you say that you would leave a bottle of pure dew for the aunt?"

When Zhao Yuanxi heard Zhao Yuanlan's words, he said, "No, if my mother knew that this pure dew could be sold for one silver dollar, you would still be left to her if you don't sell it, so she would definitely scold you.

Zhao Yuanle thought about it, but he also thought that this is the reason.

But she gave her Sanniang a bottle. If she didn't give it to the aunt, she would be afraid that it would be a little bad.

Zhao Yuanle expressed this thought.

After hearing this, Zhao Yuanxi looked at Zhao Yuanle like a fool: "How could my mother care about these things? They are all family members. She won't feel uneasy because of such a thing. What are you thinking?"

Zhao Yuanle was silent by Zhao Yuanxi's words.

Wang Yuxiang on the opposite side watched the people talking slowly. When the people discussed, she smiled and asked, "Have you discussed it?"

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly apologized.

"Sorry, we didn't explain some of the small things before, but now we have discussed it.

These things are priced at the price you said by Miss Wang. Thank you for taking care of us.”

Wang Yuxiang smiled and said, "You're welcome, your stuff is really good, I won't lose money if I buy it. And it was introduced by an acquaintance, so I can naturally trust it more.

However, I have an opinion, I don’t know if you want to hear it.”

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Of course I want to hear it."

Wang Yuxiang said: "This essential oil is the most famous of the Turkic territory since ancient times. The ones produced there are tributes sent to the Beidu Imperial Palace.

The people there are good at making glass. Well, according to the new saying now, that is glass.

I had the honor of seeing this oil once and found that it was better to look and look better if it was in glass.

If you have this thing again, you can buy it for me in a small glass bottle.

Don't worry, I will raise the price for you."

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Of course it's OK."

The deal was over. Wang Yuxiang looked carefully at the Zhao sisters for a long time and found that these sisters were all white and had tender hands.

It's just a farm girl. She also has to do laundry and cook on weekdays. Maybe she has to go to the ground. Her hands are as tender as hers, her face is even whiter and tenderer than hers. There is no red spot, and every inch is smooth.

What did you use?

Wang Yuxiang was curious and asked directly.

Zhao Yuanlan answered directly.

"Nothing is useless. It's just that well water washes our faces. We never apply things on our faces and hands."

Wang Yuxiang said a little enviously: "That's what you are born with."

Zhao Yuanle: "If you want to be white, just bask in less sunshine and apply some moisturizing facial cream.

But you still have to sleep well. Beauties all sleep. If you have acne, eat less sugar and less oil or salt."

Wang Yuxiang nodded.

"My cousin told me the same way, but I will still get acne from time to time."

Zhao Yuanle: "There is nothing to do. When you get older, you will grow. As long as you don't pick it, it will disappear in the future and there will be no marks at all.

If you go and pick it up, it will be a pit in the future and it will be difficult to eliminate."

Wang Yuxiang: "But it looks ugly when you grow up."

Zhao Yuanle has no choice. She is not a dermatologist.

After Wang Yuxiang finished speaking, she skipped the topic. She did not expect to get anything useful from several rural girls.

However, seeing that these girls are pretty pretty, I will save it for some refreshment and have fun.

It just so happened that she had new hair accessories, so she could show off her first in front of these girls. Wang Xianjiao usually praises her alone, and she was a little tired of listening.
Chapter completed!