Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

"Perfume." Bei Qiu slightly raised her eyebrows.

"Perfume?" Fan Hanyi repeated with some doubts.

Bei Qiu nodded, "Yes."

"Is this leather that Qiu'er asked her husband to hunt and peel off?" Fan Hanyi carefully looked at the things in her hand.

Bei Qiu nodded again, opened the plug directly, and poured a drop on her hand.

immediately.

The aroma spread instantly.

A sweet scent of flowers spread into the nostrils of the three present in an instant.

The second child sniffed hard, and his eyes lit up, "Sister, it smells so good!"

Fan Hanyi also looked at the 'perfume' in Bei Qiu's hand in surprise, "Is this, the fragrance of flowers?"

"These days, Bei Qiu has been experimenting in the room, how to bring out the fragrance of these flowers, after matching to achieve the most satisfactory smell, and then purifying, so that the fragrance is more pure and can last for a long time." Bei Qiu also smelled it , the taste is sweet but not greasy, refreshing.

The second child wondered: "Then this soap from Huo's family?"

"Huo's soap is used when bathing. Although it smells fragrant at that time, the smell will disappear after the water is washed away." Bei Qiu raised the small bottle in her hand and continued: "But sister, this is different. , can last longer, and washing with water can only wash away part of the fragrance."

"Really?!" The second child's eyes lit up instantly.

"But the only downside is that." Bei Qiu frowned slightly.

Seeing her sad face, Fan Hanyi asked worriedly, "What shortcoming?"

Bei Qiu looked at the perfume in his hand, showing embarrassment, and said: "Although this product is fragrant and long-lasting, the process of making it is very difficult compared to soap."

Without these hundreds of years of strategy history, she would not be able to figure out a way to purify it. This time, she also found a shortcut after trying many times, but she wants to mass produce perfume in this era. This is simply delusional.

"This month, Qiu'er has been worrying about this thing?" Fan Hanyi frowned slightly, "Why does Qiu'er need to know as much as that woman?"

"Brother-in-law's words are wrong. This thing is a thousand times better than the soap made by that woman. Sister is really amazing!" The second child of the Wan family was very excited.

"Qiu'er wants to use this to replace the current teahouse business?" Fan Hanyi expressed doubts.

Bei Qiu nodded and said, "This bottle is enough to beat the teahouse's business for a year."

Fan Hanyi was a little surprised when he heard the words, and put his eyes on this little thing again, "This thing is so valuable?"

"Sister, if it's really so expensive, no one will buy it from ordinary people." The second child scratched his head, slightly worried.

Bei Qiu's thin lips curled up, eyebrows slightly raised, and said: "Our Fan family has never positioned itself as a low-end product since we entered this town. It's not easy to buy this? Besides, there is only one bottle in the world. .”

Her words made the two of them look at each other in blank dismay.

But Bei Qiu always said what he said.

She was wearing perfume, wandering around the places selling rouge powder, those ladies who bought rouge powder came up to inquire after smelling the fragrance, and wanted to buy perfume from her, but Bei Qiu faced this question with an air of avoidance. No matter how high these people bid, Bei Qiu smiled and shook his head.

Although the Huo family is a big family in the town.

But there are quite a few other rich people, and because of the effect of Huan Qiulan's soap, there are already quite a few wealthy guests in this remote town.

One pass ten ten pass one hundred.

This so-called perfume has been passed on miraculously.

There are even extremely exaggerated rumors that as long as this thing called perfume is sprayed on the body, the body will keep the fragrance until death.

Such rumors made Bei Qiu dumbfounded.

Every time Bei Qiu went out, she would be surrounded by maidservants of young ladies, just to buy Bei Qiu's perfume, and asked insinuatingly, where did Bei Qiu buy it.

Even some daughters sent people directly to Kyoto to check if there was such a thing for sale, but they all failed.

After half a month of fermentation.

Bei Qiu became almost everyone's name.

Huan Qiulan in Huo's family also heard about this matter, but she guessed that this was Bei Qiu's conspiracy. How could it be so easy to make perfume? It is extremely difficult for her to make soap. Want to make perfume? The refinement of excellence? wishful thinking.

Therefore, when those daughters of the Huo family are eager to make a move, when they gather together all day long to talk about perfume, she is extremely disdainful.

However, at this moment.

Bei Qiu released a news that was enough to shock the women in the town.

The perfume was made by Bei Qiu himself, and there was only one bottle in the entire dynasty. The one with the highest price would get it. Two days later, it would be auctioned at the Noon Tea House.

As soon as the news came out.

The women of the whole town were excited.

There were even some merchants who came here to buy soap, and when they heard the news, they were very curious and asked around. After hearing about the miraculous effect, they all wanted to take a look, and stayed in the town. After waiting for two days, the so-called auction.

"Qiu'er, did you really do it?" Huo Qingfeng came again shamelessly, he liked to pester Bei Qiu very much, and looked at Bei Qiu with a smile in his eyes.

Fan Hanyi grabbed Huo Qingfeng's clothes from behind and lifted them up, his eyes turned cold, and he said angrily, "Who allows you to call her Qiu'er!"

"Qiu'er is willing, can you control it?" Huo Qingfeng's face changed suddenly, he gave Fan Hanyi a look, and he still blinked at Bei Qiu, and said, "Really, Qiu'er."

An unknown fire ignited in Fan Hanyi's chest.

Huo Qingfeng was thrown out of the teahouse directly.

The wooden door slammed shut with a bang.

Huo Qingfeng has long been used to it. After being thrown out, he straightened his clothes in an instant, knocked on the door, and shouted inside: "Qiu'er, Master Japan will come to see you again tomorrow!"

"Get out!" Fan Hanyi frowned, his eyes were full of anger.

Bei Qiu shook her head helplessly, and said: "Husband, why bother to have the same knowledge as him, if you don't like it, then don't let him in."

"This person is impossible to guard against!" Fan Hanyi frowned, clenched his hands into fists, suppressing the anger in his heart, why didn't he want to block this person outside directly.

Seeing him entangle Bei Qiu, his heart felt extremely sour.

Bei Qiu stood up, stepped forward and put his arms around Fan Hanyi's waist, looked up at Fan Hanyi, and said playfully, "Your husband, you don't need to worry, Bei Qiu's heart is only with you, and no one can take it away."

Fan Hanyi looked down at Bei Qiu's slightly moving red lips, he pinched Bei Qiu's jaw, lowered his head and kissed the lips that moved him.

In the mouth, presumptuous plunder.

competition.

It seemed that he wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction in his heart, as well as the bitterness hidden in the depths.

a long time.

Fan Hanyi let go of Bei Qiu, a silver thread was drawn from the corners of their mouths, Bei Qiu's face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or restraint.

"Qiu'er..." Fan Hanyi looked at the corners of her pink lips, and murmured in a low voice full of lust, "My husband misses you."

Bei Qiu's heart trembled when he heard the words, Shui Yang's big eyes looked at Fan Hanyi for a moment, bit his thin lips lightly, shy, his eyes rolled around, and said: "Husband, what are you talking about!"

Unexpectedly, Fan Hanyi picked it up and put it on the table.

Bei Qiu held Fan Hanyi's shoulders tightly, her black eyes turned in panic, "husband, what are you doing, this is a teahouse!"

"Second brother is going back to the village today, and he won't be back for a while." Fan Hanyi's eyes were as deep as a wolf's, his throat moved slightly, and his rough and heavy hands gently stroked Bei Qiu's cheek.

This is…

want to be here?

So bold!

Bei Qiu became nervous inexplicably, shook her head in a panic, raised her blushing face, covered him lightly with her hands, and begged: "Don't, my husband, tonight, Bei Qiu..."

The words are not finished.

Fan Hanyi wrapped her lips eagerly, and directly swallowed all the words that followed her into his throat.

In the past six months, the two have been inseparable.

Fan Hanyi's kissing skills also became like fire and pure gold, intentionally or unintentionally arousing the fire in Bei Qiu's heart, and comforting her excited and shy heart with his hands.

When Bei Qiu reacted, he was already completely lying on the table, his coat was open, and he had already untied the string of the white obscene clothes, revealing the bellyband inside.