"Huo Qingfeng! Now that I'm here in Huo's family, I can only say what I say. Your good-for-nothing brother is lucky to be with me!" Huan Qiulan glared.
Huo Qingfeng snorted, looked at Huan Qiulan in disgust, and said: "You are just a tool to make money, do you really think that you can walk sideways in Huo's house?! Call my elder brother a waste? You treat me as my father He and Second Uncle are dead!"
Huan Qiulan clenched her fists tightly, her eyes flickered with gloom, and said, "Huo Qingfeng, I once helped you with kindness, and that's how you talk to me now!"
"Help me?" Huo Qingfeng sneered, "That day, you told me that Qiu'er came to the town just to use my hand to deal with Qiu'er. You target Qiu'er everywhere, do you really think I'm blind?"
Huan Qiulan's face was uncertain, and she said angrily: "Wan Beiqiu, Wan Beiqiu! Do you only have Wan Beiqiu in your eyes!"
"Hehe...what does it have to do with you?" Huo Qingfeng looked at the perfume in his hand and said, "I want to see what father and uncle will do when they find out what you have done."
Say it.
Take the perfume and turn away.
"Damn it!"
Huan Qiulan wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by the housekeeper's son, and said: "Eldest young mistress, the eldest master and the second master are not at the house now."
"Where are they now?" Huan Qiulan asked immediately.
The housekeeper's son turned his head and whispered something in Huan Qiulan's ear.
"For your credit." Huan Qiulan immediately changed into elegant clothes and left the Huo residence.
at night.
Huo Qingfeng was imprisoned in the house without even seeing the master of the Huo family. The old housekeeper came to convey the orders of the master. Without the order of the master, no one would allow Huo Qingfeng to leave. Anyone who dared to disobey Orders are never taken lightly.
Huo Qingfeng didn't know what happened, so he was placed under house arrest again.
He wanted to escape, but found that this time was more heavily guarded than any other time. No matter how he escaped, he couldn't get out of the yard, and he would be arrested and returned to the house.
In the afternoon, Huan Qiulan found the two masters of the Huo family and cried out about the grievances she had received and Wan Beiqiu's bullying towards her. The silver tattoos were all because Wan Beiqiu, a married woman, relied on Huo Qingfeng's love to do whatever she wanted.
Bei Qiu here.
Even at a high price of three hundred and eighty taels, the first bottle of perfume was sold.
Bei Qiu even left the lady alone and told her how to preserve the perfume correctly and how to use it.
In that one month, I researched the purification method, which is actually faster to make. That day Huan Qiulan stole the perfume, and she stayed up late for two days to make the new perfume.
now.
The teahouse is auctioned every five days.
Every fragrance tastes unique.
The starting price has also risen to two hundred taels, but many wealthy daughters still come to buy one after another.
It is also because perfumes cannot be widely sold. Some big households in the city deliberately found Bei Qiu and wanted to give priority to customizing perfumes, but Bei Qiu rejected them one by one and let these people participate in the auction.
Although private customization can expand business, but without the competition of auctions, it will be completely cold once the limelight passes.
Knowing that Bei Qiu earns a lot of money here.
Huan Qiulan's eyes were red with jealousy.
Soap, which sold well at first, has become a slow-moving product under the shadow of perfume.
She also desperately wants to know the method of purification, but after all, she was just a small white-collar worker before time travel, living in a daze, how could she want to learn such a high-tech thing?
Less than three months.
Bei Qiu has already bought her own house. She bought three houses one after another, opened them up, and then asked people to build them specially. After the whole house was built, it was on par with Huo's family.
Happy housewarming time.
She even specially invited people from the government, and according to their rank, they all wrapped up big red envelopes.
Part of the money was distributed to the second child of the Wan family who had been busy.
He even took out part of the money and gave it to the two elders of the Fan family so that the two elders could live a good life in the village.
And Bei Qiu is selling perfume.
While waiting.
The former dynasty raised troops to rebel, and the world suddenly changed.
That is, in an instant.
The imperial court was hit hard all of a sudden, and all the strong men from all over the place were arrested to fight. The originally peaceful town became a mess. There were scenes of officers and soldiers arresting people everywhere, and there was even more crying and the sound of weapons being handed over.
Even at night.
The sound outside is also very harsh.
Those strong men who refused to fight were stabbed to death by weapons, and their blood splashed on the long street...
The wailing sound lingered in this town, how many people cried for their father and mother, and how many people pointed at the sky and cursed the earth.
Once the war broke out, it seemed that the whole country lost a piece of pure land.
Bei Qiu shrank into a ball under the quilt. Today, she watched a person whose head was cut off instantly in front of her, and blood splashed all over her body.
"Don't be afraid, Qiu'er, I'm here for you." Fan Hanyi hugged Bei Qiu tightly, this little man was still trembling.
Bei Qiu shook her head and said, "Bei Qiu is not afraid."
He rubbed Bei Qiu's hair distressedly, and rested his chin on the top of her head, "Now that the war is in chaos, don't go out again, lest you encounter some dirty things again."
"Didn't my husband think about supporting the former dynasty?" Bei Qiu raised her head from his arms.
Fan Hanyi was slightly taken aback, and said: "Now in my husband's heart, no dynasty is important anymore."
"That's right..." Bei Qiu lowered her head slowly, "No matter what dynasty it is, there will be a day when the dynasty will change. You see, in our deep house compound, with a dozen houses, you can hear the screams on the street."
Fan Hanyi was very distressed, Bei Qiu worked hard to make everyone live a good life, and after only a few days, this happened again.
He raised Bei Qiu's jaw, kissed her lips lightly, and said: "Qiu'er, go to bed early, you won't be able to hear when you fall asleep."
"En." Bei Qiu nodded, buried her head in Fan Hanyi's chest, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the Huo family's side household, the Huang family, also has officers and soldiers coming to arrest people today. It seems that the poor are no longer enough. .”
Fan Hanyi frowned slightly.
The whole country is in chaos, and who cares about some so-called rich people in the town?
"Maybe when it will be our turn." Bei Qiu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the black eyes under his eyelids shrank.
Fan Hanyi's complexion is also a bit uneasy. Now the conscripts are all from the imperial court. If they are really taken away to fight against the former court...
Bei Qiu yawned, changed into a comfortable position and lay in his arms and said, "I'm tired, husband, let's rest earlier."
That night.
Although both of them had their eyes closed.
But the slightly rough breathing seemed to reveal the truth that these two people hadn't fallen asleep.
Early the next morning, Bei Qiu went out with the money and went directly to the yamen.
A stay is a morning.
The Fan family used to give the yamen a lot of money, but now Bei Qiu sends money to the door alone, the yamen is naturally very polite, after all the war is raging now, and the yamen doesn't have much money to turn around, this completely solves their urgent need.
And the yamen also agreed to Bei Qiu, this time to select a strong man, all members of the Fan family will not move, but the family must follow.
Bei Qiu agreed without saying a word. The county magistrate was very satisfied with such boldness, and even personally sent Bei Qiu out of the county government office, letting Bei Qiu come to the county government office to sit and drink tea whenever he had time.
The Huo family.
A house.
Huo Qingfeng sat at the desk, staring blankly at the snow-white paper in front of him, and the ink next to it had been grinded.
"Third young master, you haven't written a word in the past few months, the master must be in a hurry." The book boy urged.
This level lasted for several months. Huo Qingfeng tried to escape at first, but gradually gave up his willingness to escape, and became uninterested in anything.
Even if there is already stubble on his face, he is unwilling to take care of it, staying in the house, isolated from the world.
"Third young master!" The book boy called out again.
Huo Qingfeng slammed the bug in his hand onto the white paper, and stood up abruptly, "What are you arguing about! Your master has been imprisoned here for so long, you don't want to think about how to rescue your master, one bite at a time! Don't you know who your master is!"
During the past few months of being locked up, Huo Qingfeng's mood has gradually become unstable.
Scarlet eyes glared at the book boy.