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Chapter 36 The Magnetic Fields Gradually Match
The pavilion is not large, only enough to fit a stone table and four stone benches. Semi-transparent curtains hang around it, swaying gently in the wind.

Small and exquisite desserts are arranged on delicate plates, while a golden birdcage-shaped dessert stand sits in the center of the stone table.

Zhu Ling was immediately amazed when she saw it: "Miss Song, you've done a really beautiful job. All the flowers in this flower garden pale in comparison."

"Miss, you flatter me. Enjoying tea and appreciating flowers is a leisurely and elegant pursuit. These little things do serve a decorative purpose and are enough to make everyone happy."

"I really like it. Miss Song, could you make me a set too? The price is negotiable."

Upon hearing this, Song Youan smiled and said, "If Miss likes it, I will prepare an even more exquisite set for you later."

Although this dessert stand was a novelty in Da Zhao, it could be completely replicated once a model was available, thanks to the craftsmanship available in Da Zhao today.

Therefore, Song Youan wouldn't try to make money from such things. Since Miss Zhu wanted it, she would just give it to her and be happy to do her a favor.

Zhu Ling was delighted to hear this and became even more friendly towards Song You'an: "How could I possibly accept this? Everything that comes from Miss Song's You'an Residence must be of high quality. If I were to take it for free, wouldn't I be losing out?"

“Miss is too kind. Everyone in Kyoto knows that what you use is the best. I’m giving it to you without any discount,” Song You’an said.

Zhu Ling was overjoyed by what Song Youan said; she loved hearing such things. And the way Song Youan said them sounded so natural, without a hint of flattery.

Song Youan opened the porcelain jar on the table; inside was fine powder.

Zhu Ling asked curiously, "Miss Song, what is this?"

"Milk tea powder".

Nestlé.

She scooped two small spoonfuls into a cup, then added hot water and stirred to brew. After the milk tea powder was fully dissolved, a peculiar aroma of industrial creamer wafted out.

"smell good……"

Zhu Ling had never smelled this fragrance before; it was a domineering and aggressive scent.

"I don't usually drink tea, so I don't know what kind of milk tea this is?" Zhu Ling asked.

Song Youan smiled and explained, "Miss, you don't need to treat it as tea; just treat it as sweet water."

Sweet water?

In Dazhao, there is a saying about sweet water, and sweet water shops can be seen everywhere on the street. The most basic ones are sugar water, red bean water, and the like.

Zhu Ling picked up the porcelain cup, and as she brought it closer, the aroma became even more intoxicating. She took a small sip, and her mouth was instantly filled with a rich milky flavor.

Delicious!

tastes good!
"This milk tea and cake go perfectly together, Miss, please enjoy."

At that time, some people had already chosen their favorite perfume, but they still refused to leave, crowding into the crowd to smell the others.

Dozens of bottles; it would take quite a bit of effort to smell them all.

"Miss Song, I want to buy this."

"I've made my choice too."

"I've chosen two, is that alright, Miss Song?"

Someone waved to Song You'an in the pavilion, holding the perfume they had chosen.

Song Youan smiled and replied, "No rush, we'll settle the bill together in a bit."

Turning her head, she saw Zhu Ling preparing to get a cup of milk tea herself.

"Miss, please wait." Song Youan stopped her, "Milk tea is delicious, but you can't overindulge. The same goes for these cakes and desserts."

Zhu Ling looked at Song Youan with confusion.

The concept of calories is difficult to explain now. Song Youan simply said, "One should be self-disciplined and moderate in eating and drinking. Miss should also know that eating too much meat and drinking too much alcohol will make you fat. Even if it is just plain food, eating too much will still make you gain weight."

"This milk tea and cake dessert all contain sugar, and sugar is one of the easiest foods to gain weight from, so you understand what I mean, Miss?"

Upon hearing that it would cause weight gain, Zhu Ling quickly withdrew her hand, but her eyes lingered on the milk tea powder. It was truly delicious, and the lingering aroma still filled her mouth.

“Miss Song is quite frank. I’ve never seen a dessert shop owner tell someone to be moderate,” Zhu Ling said.

"I'm afraid that if Miss really gets fat one day because of the things I sell, she'll blame me," Song Youan said truthfully.

It's a well-known fact that sweets can make people fat. Since sweets are fresh and delicious, and most girls love them, it's true that they will gain weight if they don't control themselves.

Gaining weight is easy, but losing weight is difficult.

One of the reasons she controls production and sales is this.

Zhu Ling rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "If I really gain weight from eating too much of your food, I'll probably be really angry with you."

Her honesty at that moment was somewhat endearing.

Song Youan said, "So I'm telling you upfront, if Miss can't control her mouth, don't blame me."

Zhu Ling pouted upon hearing this: "Forget it, your production is always limited, so I can't ask for so much every time. Last time I thought you could save a few more for me, but there were only four. I only ate two bites, and the rest were divided up by my brothers."

After saying that, she scooped up a large spoonful of mango mille-feuille and stuffed it into her mouth in a fit of anger.

The feeling of having plenty of light, fluffy cream in your mouth is simply wonderful.

Song Youan looked at her. The trepidation and restraint she felt when they first met had long since dissipated. The two of them had gradually become more compatible.

"How many cakes did you prepare today?" Zhu Ling asked, swallowing what was in her mouth.

"Thirty dollars."

"That's too little." Zhu Ling shook her head helplessly, then looked at the desserts on the shelf in front of her and asked, "These aren't for sale, are they?"

Song Youan paused for a moment, then nodded: "These are for entertaining the ladies."

"Don't give them any. Pack it up for me later, I'll take it with me."

Song Youan was dumbfounded. Why did they need to pack it up?

How could the daughter of the Marquis of Fuyang be so greedy as to freeload?

It took a full hour for the nearly fifty bottles of perfume to be sold out after being selected by the ladies.

Everyone got to choose their favorite, and basically everyone got two bottles.

"Miss Song, when will Youanju reopen?"

"Yeah, it's not the 28th of next month, is it?"

"Does that mean it will be a month from now?"

Upon hearing this, Song Youan said softly, "It's not certain yet, but ladies, don't worry. This perfume may be small, but it's very long-lasting. Remember not to spray too much at once. Everything in excess is bad. Use the techniques I've taught you to spray it to maximize the perfume's effect."

Everyone nodded.

At this moment, someone noticed that Zhu Ling's hands were empty, and she hadn't even picked out a bottle of perfume.

"Sister Ling, aren't you going to buy anything?" Li Xiangrong asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling couldn't suppress the smugness on her lips. Although her voice was soft, everyone present could hear it clearly: "Miss Song specially reserved a bottle for me, and she's still keeping it a secret, refusing to give it to me."

Some people disliked Zhu Ling's showy behavior and secretly grimaced.

Song Youan turned and went into the front hall. A short while later, she came out holding a bottle of dark green perfume.

"This bottle is called 'The Wizard of Oz,' and it was specially reserved for you, Miss." Song Youan presented it with both hands.

Double monthly passes at the beginning of the month! If you have any monthly passes, give them to Miss Song!

(End of this chapter)