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Chapter 37 Lin Sangqian

Everyone couldn't help but look on with envy when they saw the bottle of perfume in Song You'an's hand.

This was simply because the perfume bottle prepared specifically for Miss Zhu Er looked a size larger than all of theirs.

Zhu Ling also noticed it and feigned surprise, saying, "Wow, such a big bottle?"

Others were too embarrassed to ask, but Li Xiangrong and Zhu Ling were close friends, so she asked curiously, "Miss Song, what's the difference between the bottle you gave to Sister Ling and ours?"

Zhu Ling interjected, "Don't you know me, Sister Rong? This bottle of mine is naturally the most expensive."

Upon hearing this, everyone understood; her bottle was clearly larger, so the higher price was reasonable.

Song Youan said softly, "As I just said, perfume is subjective, so what matters most is that you like it yourself."

“Miss Song is right. I like both of these bottles. Even if the one in Sister Ling’s hand is the most expensive, I won’t trade it with you.”

"Me too!"

Many people echoed his sentiments, as if they now understood what Song Youan had just said.

Perfume is a very personal thing, and its price has little to do with anything else; what matters most is that the scent makes you feel good.

Zhu Ling wasn't annoyed by what these people said; as long as her bottle was the most expensive, that was all that mattered.

She caressed the cool touch of the perfume with great affection; the dark green glass was so clear and transparent, even better than the tribute that the Kingdom of Cilu presented to the Great Zhao.

Before long, the ladies finished paying their bills and left one by one, leaving only Zhu Ling behind.

Knowing why she was reluctant to leave, Song Youan shook her head with a helpless smile, then went to get a food box and packed up all the desserts in the pavilion.

"Miss, please remember not to be greedy."

"Okay, I'll go back and appease my greedy brothers." After saying that, Zhu Ling opened the top lid of the food box to take a look and asked, "Could you sell me some of that milk tea powder?"

"I've packed some for you, Miss. It's enough to make eight to ten cups at most. Please use it wisely, Miss. I won't be selling you any more milk tea powder for the next month," Song Youan said.

Milk tea can be addictive if you drink too much of it, and she was worried that Zhu Ling would overindulge, so she helped her control the amount.

Zhu Ling was speechless, but considering that drinking too much milk tea would make her gain weight, and that she didn't have much self-control, it was a good thing to have Miss Song supervising her.

"Alright, then I'll just drink it once every three days to satisfy my craving."

After saying that, she gave the maid a look, and the maid took out a thick stack of silver notes from her sleeve and handed them to Song You'an.

Song Youan took the money and counted it, then exclaimed in surprise, "Miss, you don't need this much!"

He had ten silver notes in his hand, totaling a thousand taels.

Zhu Ling said nonchalantly, "Please accept it, Miss. As long as you think of me first when you have something good in the future, I will certainly not treat you unfairly."

Song Youan was terrified. She had already made a fortune reselling these things from later generations. If she were to treat Miss Zhu Ling in front of her as a sucker, that would be going too far.

She quickly pulled out seven bills and handed them back: "Miss, there's no need to spend money. Three hundred taels is more than enough."

Zhu Ling was taken aback; this was the first time she had ever seen someone refuse a reward.

However, she thought again that the first time she wanted to reward her, she didn't want money but asked for chrysanthemums; the second time she wanted to reward her, she still didn't want money but asked her to help buy the house.

She still refused his money... Zhu Ling's gaze towards Song You'an changed slightly. She curled her lips with interest and said, "Miss Song, I suddenly find you quite interesting."

Song Youan looked up at her, puzzled.

Zhu Ling didn't elaborate further, but reached out and took back the seven hundred taels: "I like you. If you ever need my help in the capital, just come to me."

Song Youan was stunned for a moment, then quickly bowed and said, "This humble woman thanks you for your care, Miss."

Zhu Ling didn't say anything more. She glanced at Song You'an a couple more times with a smile in her eyes, then turned and left gracefully.

The lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Song You'an was a little dazed for a moment. She stood in the courtyard for a while before she came to her senses and turned around to clean up the mess.

After moving the table back to its original position and cleaning up the tableware in the pavilion, just as he was about to close the gate to count the money he had earned that day, a familiar figure slowly walked up the steps.

Lin Sangqian looked into the courtyard with her watery eyes, as curious as a deer's. When she saw Song You'an, she was delighted: "Miss Song?"

Song Youan recognized the person in front of her at a glance; it was the young lady who was the first to buy all of her cakes on her first day setting up her stall in Dazhao.

Later, both Miss Zhu Ling and Miss Li Chuyou happened to eat cake at the residence of this young lady, which helped her open up the market among noble ladies.

This is truly her benefactor!
"This humble woman greets Miss."

As Lin Sangqian stepped into the courtyard, the two maids behind her curiously looked around at You Anju. One of them whispered, "Miss, it seems we're late."

"Really?" Lin Sangqian blinked, walked up to Song Youan and asked, "Miss Song, have they all left? Am I too late?"

Just like when we first met, the person in front of me had a gentle temperament mixed with a touch of natural naiveté.

"It's not too late, what would you like to buy, Miss?"

Lin Sang said softly, "I want to buy some cakes, and that... perfume!"

When the topic of perfume came up, Lin Sangqian's eyes sparkled.

"Miss, wait a minute."

Without any hesitation, Song Youan turned around and went back into the front hall. A short while later, she came out with a bottle of perfume.

This perfume has a different scent than Zhu Ling's, but both are 30 ml in volume.

"There's still this bottle of perfume left. I originally prepared it for Miss Li, but she didn't come today, so I'll give it to her first."

"The cakes are sold out. If you would like some, please leave your address and I will send some to your residence later."

"Really? Thank you so much, Miss Song." Lin Sangqian was overjoyed, then added, "It was me who took Chu You's things. I heard she went to the palace. Chu You is very much liked by the Empress Dowager. Every time she goes to the palace, she stays for two or three days. She didn't come today, so I guess she's still in the palace."

Song Youan nodded in understanding.

"How much is this perfume?" Lin Sang asked softly, while the maid beside her had already clutched her purse, ready to take out the money.

"This is for Miss," Song Youan said.

Lin Sangqian was taken aback by what she heard, and blinked her bright eyes: "Huh?"

Song Youan smiled slightly: "Miss is the first customer of my stall. It is because of what I sell that everyone knows about me. So I am giving this perfume to you, and I only ask that you promise me not to tell anyone."

(End of this chapter)