Chapter 82: Don't pretend to be cool, or you'll get struck by lightning
The fire at Jintaixuan was very fierce and burned up all the inventory, including the paid ones and the ones with advance payment from the cloth shop. The landlord accepted the loss of their own cloth, but those with advance payment had not been paid for yet. When the suppliers learned about the fire at Jintaixuan, they rushed to express their condolences and to ask for payment. However, there was no other way as the landlord had no surplus food. The drama of providing timely assistance could only be performed under the premise that their own interests were not damaged and they were idle and bored.
It was two months later when Su Luo heard the news.
At that time, she was enjoying the spring sunshine in her mansion. The sky in the liberated area was clear. Since arriving in Nanjing, Su Luo felt that her waist was no longer sore, her back no longer ached, and her legs no longer cramped. She felt in great shape and enjoyed everything she ate. Her goal was to have no cavities!
While she was idle, others were not. Zhou Chongwen threw himself into intense study and work when he arrived in Nanjing, reciting beauty formulas with Wu Yong all day long. Su Luo advised him to leave such professional matters to experts. He agreed verbally, but he still followed her every day. Su Luo let him do what he wanted, because he would not be idle for many days anyway. Wu Yong had developed nearly ninety kinds of useful and useless beauty formulas. After he completed the goal of one hundred kinds set for himself, Su Luo would have to discuss with him the most popular products among them so as to determine his own marketing direction.
Su Yi had successfully transferred to the official school in Nanjing a month ago, but Bao Zixing and Su Shi had occasional disputes - they disagreed on whether Su Luo's current assets were 5,800 taels or 6,100 taels. For several days, one of them sat in the room with a scale and weighed the silver, and was very happy. Maybe some secrets that could not be told were weighed out, but Su Luo didn't know about this, but Bao Zixing did show a showy smile from time to time in the past two days, which made Su Luo guess blindly.
Everything was so harmonious and beautiful, Su Luo couldn't bear to destroy this harmony, so after hearing the news brought by the BMW, she was only stunned for a few seconds, felt regretful for a few seconds, and asked about the fact that there were no casualties, so she didn't mention it. Whether the Su family closed down, went bankrupt, or had the funds to make a comeback had nothing to do with her, so she didn't need to worry too much, let alone let the Su family know, so as to save her from being upset.
BMW came to Nanjing this time saying that he was delivering a letter to Su Luo, but in fact he was going to seek refuge. Hummer followed Yun Lang to apply for the military academy, and Volkswagen also stayed in Nanjing, leaving only him and Land Rover. He discussed that he also wanted to come to Nanjing, but Land Rover had elderly parents and young children to take care of, thought again and again that it was inconvenient to leave his hometown, and because of his temperament, he continued to work as the lobby manager for Fatty Xue at Qiangui, and BMW came alone.
That night, Su Luo prepared a welcome drink for BMW. With friends gathering together, Dazhong and Bao Zixing were naturally very happy and drank to their heart's content. Zhou Chongwen also got a little tipsy. Wu Yong had some autistic tendencies, so he had some difficulty communicating with others. He would often drink the cups as soon as others picked them up. When others were drinking, he could only pour more wine. After a few rounds, he couldn't tell the difference between north and south. Fortunately, they had a good time. Su Luo couldn't drink much. People gave her the nickname "getting drunk in one gulp". Others would get drunk after drinking one glass, but she didn't even need one glass. The smell of alcohol alone could make her fall down, so she just clinked glasses for the sake of courtesy.
The whole family had a great time. Su Luo and Su Shi settled the group of drunk cats down and then went back to the hall to clean up the dishes.
Originally, Su Luo wanted to hire two maids to serve Su, but Su refused, saying that she had good hands and feet and was used to doing things by herself, and was not used to being served by others. Su Luo knew that Su was afraid of spending money, so she just let her do it. Anyway, there were only a few people in the house, the courtyard had not been repaired, and the house was in a mess, so she might as well take care of herself, so as to avoid the difficulty of assigning maids when they came. Everything would be decided after the plan of the beauty salon was finalized and the office area and residential area were divided.
After returning the dishes to the kitchen, Su Luo wanted to say that she would wash them tomorrow, but she saw that Su Shi had already warmed the water, so she stepped forward to take over the work from Su Shi. However, Su Shi insisted not to let Su Luo do it, saying that she might as well wait until she got married to wash them, so as not to make her hands rough now.
Upon hearing this, Su Luo knew that her mother's long speech was about to begin, so she obediently moved a small stool and sat opposite Su, waiting to be taught.
Su Luo smiled dotingly. She didn't know since when her daughter changed. She was no longer cowardly, but became more responsible and became the spiritual pillar of her family.
"Mother knows you are annoyed, so don't tell me." Although she said so, Su couldn't help but remind her, "Isn't it time to deal with your matter with Chongwen?"
Su Luo actually thought about it seriously, and finally stood up and squeezed Su away, taking over the work in her hands, "We are not in a hurry yet."
"Why not?" Mrs. Su said anxiously, "Chongwen is a rare good boy. Mother likes him very much. Even if we don't have a grand ceremony, we will get engaged first."
Su Luo quickly washed the dishes, stood up and shook her hands, "Mom, don't you think... we are becoming more and more like a family?"
Su was overjoyed, "It's good to be a family."
"That's not what I meant." Su Luo wiped her hands casually on her clothes. "It's just... he now treats us as family, and we now treat him as family too, but this kind of family is not the kind of family that my husband and your son-in-law have, but a simple sense of belonging. Because he treats us well, we naturally feel that he should be our family. Do you understand what I mean?"
Su Luo felt dizzy after she finished speaking. She wanted to express the feeling in her heart with words but it seemed to be missing something. Unexpectedly, Su nodded. Su Luo asked in astonishment: "Do you really understand?"
Su nodded again and sighed, "Luo'er, you are still young and don't know how to cherish feelings. You think this kind of feeling comes too easily and too simply, so you doubt whether it is real feeling."
"O..." Su Luo looked at Su with an O-shaped mouth. She didn't understand what she said, but her mother did. She was really amazing.
"Some things cannot be decided based on a momentary feeling." Su took Su's hand and wiped it carefully with a handkerchief from her bosom. "Mother knows that you are a child with your own ideas. You may not listen to anything I say to you. But remember, there is no regret medicine in the world. You must seize the present moment and don't wait until you lose it to regret it."
"I know." Su Luo replied coquettishly. Then she took out a small bottle from her bosom, twisted it open, and took a little cream-yellow semi-solid from it and applied it to her hand. Su Luo took the bottle and looked at it. It said number 71. She was surprised and said, "Wu Yong said number 71 was lost the day before yesterday. How come it's here with you? "
Su was stunned at first, then took the bottle back and said in surprise, "No way? This was given to me by Shopkeeper Bao. He said it was a new product developed by Doctor Wu and asked me to help test its effects."
Su Luo choked up, this Old Bao, for his own selfish reasons, he actually stole Dr. Wu's great scientific research result - a bottle of hand cream. His intentions were extremely sinister.
"Mom, Lao Bao was afraid that you would get your hands rough from washing dishes, but you've even become a thief."
Seeing her daughter unable to hold back her laughter, Su was extremely embarrassed. She stuffed the bottle into Su Luo's hand helplessly and blushed, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Su put away the bottle in a good mood, thinking that she would have to make fun of Lao Bao tomorrow, otherwise she would have no chance when he became her stepfather.
The next morning, Su Luo went to Bao Zixing's door to warm up his voice. He sang "Eh-eh-ah-ah" for a long time. Zhou Chongwen, who slept next to Bao Zixing, came out rubbing his eyes and asked, "Are your relatives here? I haven't heard that you have an aunt?"
Su Luo felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Zhou Chongwen, but she quickly put her mother's advice behind her. In life, no one knows what will happen next. If you hold on to what you have in your hands indiscriminately for fear of losing it, Su Luo feels that it is not fair to anyone.
When she made a fuss at the door, the men living in the yard could no longer sleep and came out to find out what was going on. When Bao Zixing came out, Su Luo was holding up the bottle of hand cream to show off to everyone. Not only did she show it off, she also applied it in a very ostentatious manner.
Bao Zixing understood what was going on at a glance. With a red face, he pretended to be nothing, grabbed the small bottle, and tried to run away.
Before Su Luo could speak, Wu Yong came out of his room half-asleepwalking with his eyes still closed. Everyone was startled. Su Luo knew that a sleepwalker should not be frightened suddenly, so he quickly gestured for everyone to be quiet. He walked to Wu Yong and said softly, "Sleep well and don't wander around."
Wu Yong's nose twitched, as if he was looking for something. He sniffed and muttered, "Seventy-one, is that you?"
Su Luo stretched out her hand in front of Wu Yong, and Wu Yong really sniffed at her hand. When he was about to touch it, he opened his eyes and then tightly grasped Su Luo's hand, "Seventy-one, it's really you!"
Su Luo kicked Wu Yong off to travel to Mars, and when he landed, he leaned over to ask, "You're amazing! How did you see the light of day again at the age of 71?"
Wu Yong rubbed his waist and woke up completely. He took a deep breath and didn't exhale for a long time, almost suffocating Su Luo.
"Don't you smell this fresh citrus scent? It belongs to Seventy-Eleven."
Su Luo sniffed hard, and then he saw other people in the yard sniffing as well, all with embarrassed looks on their faces. BMW whispered, "That fart just now wasn't mine..."
On such a refreshing morning, this topic was obviously unwelcome to everyone. After beating up BMW, the classmates all rushed towards Su Luo's hand - they needed the refreshing citrus scent to cleanse their polluted respiratory systems.
Su Luo finally found the faint smell of orange peel on his hands. He turned around and looked at Wu Yong's room suspiciously. It was at least ten meters from here to there, and there was a door in between. Su Luo had reason to suspect that this kid was the reincarnation of Erlang's divine dog.
However, this fragrance also opened the drawer of Su Luo's memory. She suddenly remembered a certain beauty product that would be extremely popular among women in the future - essential oil.
Su Luo asked Wu Yong how he added orange peels into his hand cream. Wu Yong said that he had a hobby of collecting scents for many years. He crushed some flower petals or citrus peels, mixed them with water, and then steamed them using other BALABALA methods to retain the juice. Anyway, Su Luo thought it sounded delicious.
"Do you know how to distill?" Su Luo was about to give himself a golden finger, "Your method is close to distillation. As long as you improve it, you can make primary essential oils."
When it comes to beauty, Wu Yong immediately becomes excited and pulls Su Luo to his laboratory to learn what essential oils are.
To be honest, although Su Luo has used it, she doesn’t know much about this essential oil. She only knew that essential oil can be made by distillation when she checked it on Baidu when she first started doing essential oil massage. Later, she gave up because it was too troublesome.
However, although Su Luo didn't know much, he was familiar with the beauty salon's essential oil advertisements. He talked about how the essential oils could relieve fatigue and lower blood pressure, reduce inflammation, deodorize, regulate menstruation and detoxify. He talked about it in a very confusing way, like the leader of an essential oil pyramid scheme.
Wu Yong is indeed an expert in the beauty industry. He immediately knew the great significance of "essential oils" to the beauty industry. Although some plant medicinal oils have been used in traditional Chinese medicine, this is the first time he has heard of "essential oils" specifically used for beauty and skin care.
"How can we apply the 'distillation' you mentioned?" Wu Yong rubbed his hands excitedly.
"This..." Su Luo didn't know either.
May God forgive her. She only glanced at Baidu when she checked it. How could she know the specific operation method? She did read a time-travel novel, which said that a time-traveler got to the ancient times and made glass and a complete set of distiller. Here, she paid high tribute to him for being able to make glass and blow glass.
"It's like this... like that... BALBALA..." Su Luo did a scanning search in her memory, and finally talked about the distiller and basic principles that she remembered from the experiments in middle school. After she finished speaking, she saw Wu Yong looking at her, looking at her as if she were an alien.
"Are you sure this is the method?"
Su Luo nodded, "I know it's a little difficult, but if we can figure it out, it will be a major breakthrough in the beauty industry." Then he said arrogantly, "I didn't want to invent something to destroy the ancient balance. Alas, the times are pressing..."
Wu Yong wiped his sweat and said, "Isn't this a wine steamer? It's also called a steamer, a boiling pot, this pot, that pot... Although I haven't used it, don't tell me that it was invented by you. It has been used in distilleries for hundreds of years."
Where... where is that? Su Luo was shocked, and a sentence popped up in his mind... See the title of this chapter.
