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Chapter 63 Inquiring about Tiger Balm

At noon that day, the weather in Kyoto was gloomy and the air was somewhat humid, as if it were about to rain.

The Minister's wife is going to set up a stage in the mansion to watch a play today. I wonder if the weather will cooperate and if we can still watch the play.

But Song You'an didn't dare delay the cake order, so she left You'an Residence carrying an insulated box and an umbrella.

“Miss Song…”

Just as they stepped down the steps, a man dressed in plain gray clothes suddenly darted out from the side.

Song Youan was startled. Luckily, she wasn't holding the cake, otherwise it would have definitely slipped from her grasp and fallen to the ground.

Seeing Song Youan's reaction, the other party realized that he had been too abrupt and quickly bowed and apologized: "Please forgive me, young lady. I did not mean to offend you."

Patting her chest to calm the lingering shock, Song You then looked at the other person.

A fair-skinned and handsome scholar, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, appeared somewhat uneasy and embarrassed, his head slightly lowered, not daring to look directly at Song You'an.

"It's alright, may I ask who you are?"

Sensing that the other party meant no harm, Song Youan asked.

"My surname is Tang, and my given name is Yu." Tang Yu introduced himself first, and then said, "Miss Song, please don't be offended. I saw that there was a sign in front of You'an Residence that said 'No guests,' so I didn't dare to knock on the door and disturb you. I could only wait at the door and try my luck until you came out."

Upon hearing this, Song Youan subconsciously glanced at the sign hanging by the door that read, "No guests today."

She initially hung up the wooden sign to prevent people from knocking on the door of Youanju when she was not in Dazhao. Fortunately, the people of Dazhao were very well-mannered and would not disturb her upon seeing the sign.

"Young master, have you kept me waiting? Is there something you need to see me about?"

Tang Yu was a little nervous and didn't dare to look at Song You'an's face. He just lowered his head and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, I'm sorry for being so bold, but I saw some medicated oil at the young marquis's place a couple of days ago. I heard that it has the effect of refreshing the mind and all of us students in the academy need it. After discussing it, we sent me to ask Miss Song if she still has any medicated oil. If we want to buy it, how much does it cost?"

It turns out they came to inquire about medicated oil.

She thought that since the young master was engrossed in his studies and rarely left his home, the medicated oil wouldn't be known to anyone so quickly.

As a result, Zhu Zhe couldn't wait to take this new product, the medicated oil, out to show it off that very afternoon. The news spread quickly among the students in Kyoto, and the miraculous effects of the medicated oil made everyone eager to try it.

With it, you'll definitely achieve twice the results with half the effort when studying.

Song Youan thought for a moment and said softly, "The only bottle of medicated oil we have right now is the one that the young master has."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu's expression visibly showed some disappointment.

But Song Youan added, "However, if anyone needs it, please give me some time."

Tang Yu was startled, then delighted. She subconsciously looked up at Song You'an, but her face flushed red when she saw Song You'an's beautiful face, and she quickly lowered her head again.

Regardless of anything else, he simply cannot make eye contact with unfamiliar women at close range; it makes him blush and his heart race uncontrollably.

"Miss...you're right. It must take time to make something like this," Tang Yu said, her voice trembling slightly.

Seeing his appearance, Song Youan couldn't help but find it a little funny: "Then young master, please go back and tell everyone to wait a few more days."

"Okay." Tang Yu nodded, then asked shyly, "Then... what about the price?" "It won't be too expensive," Song Youan blurted out.

The reason she made the other party wait a few more days was to prepare some cheaper medicated oil.

There are countless students in the capital, but not all of them are as wealthy as the young master of the Marquis's mansion. Most of them are students from ordinary families or even poor families. Let alone dozens of taels of silver, they can't even afford a few taels.

Song Youan's main concern is that most medicated oils are packaged in glass bottles. In Dazhao, glass is called "liuli," which is a very expensive material. If she sells medicated oils in glass packaging at a very low price in Dazhao, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

Although perfume is also made of glass, its high price makes it seem like a reasonable price. These young women also love these colorful and uniquely shaped glass packages and are willing to pay for them.

Unlike medicated oil, it has a much larger market demand and is suitable for almost everyone. Song Youan will not limit its market to the high-class and noble families, but will make it affordable for ordinary people.

But how exactly to proceed still needs to be decided by her.

Upon hearing the words "it won't be too expensive," Tang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked up again, Miss Song had already left.

As they approached the entrance of Fuhua Alley, just past noon, there were still a few customers at the steamed bun stall. The shopkeeper saw Song You'an and greeted her warmly, "Miss, you haven't left the house for two days."

Song Youan smiled and nodded, then looked towards the eaves of the pawnshop across the street, only to find that the little beggars were not there today.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper explained, "They came at noon, took the buns, and left. Perhaps they saw that it was going to rain soon, so these children didn't come out to beg."

"Twice a day, the shopkeeper hasn't missed a single time, has he?" Song Youan asked.

"Don't worry, young lady, I always give away a few bowls of soy milk with each serving." The shopkeeper said with a smile, "The weather is getting warmer, and the soy milk will spoil easily if it's not sold. Your kindness has actually affected me. I thought it would be better to give it to these children to drink, as it can help them recover."

Upon hearing this, Song Youan smiled, chatted with the shopkeeper for a few more minutes, and then headed to the Minister's residence.

The dark clouds were heavy, but the rain was slow to fall.

It was common knowledge in Kyoto that the Minister's wife loved watching operas. The Minister, who doted on his wife, built a stage in a separate courtyard in the mansion and often invited famous opera troupes from Kyoto to perform.

Because the Minister held a high position and great power in the court, many wives of officials in the capital would try to curry favor with the Minister's wife in order to establish a connection with him. Whenever there was a play at the Minister's residence, the wives would always go with great enthusiasm.

Today, dark clouds obscured the sun, and a storm was brewing, as was the case.

Laughter and chatter filled the courtyard. A rain shelter had been erected over the area where the opera was being performed, clearly indicating that rain wouldn't prevent the Minister's wife from enjoying the show.

"Madam, Miss Song has come to deliver the cake."

An old woman quickly walked to the Minister's wife's side and whispered.

She was dressed in luxurious clothes and had a graceful figure. When she heard this, she only slightly raised the corner of her eye, and her charm was undeniable.

"Oh? Madam also ordered a cake?"

"Is that the thing we ate at the Duchess's birthday banquet last time?"

The two ladies standing nearby looked surprised upon hearing this, and then asked in unison, "Which shop made this?"

When the words reached the ears of Lady Fuyang, she chuckled and said, "Lady Wang, Lady He, don't you know? This cake isn't from any particular shop, but rather made by Miss Song from Youanju. My Ling'er has bought it several times, and I've eaten it several times myself. It's truly unforgettable."