Chapter 893

"Where?" The fourth prince sat up and pulled the quilt onto his lap. He really wanted to know what to do and what to do in this Prince Shuo mansion.

"In Madam's incense room."

Mo Fei rubbed his hands, he came back this time because he wanted to make money, but the one who didn't come went into his wife's incense room, so he started saving one here, one there, and helping Shen Qingrongsheng I have a child, and now I have to serve this person again. I am really busy, and I don't even catch my breath. How can I make money?

He hadn't posted the account for several months, and he had been eating his old money all the time. If he didn't make money, he might have eaten up his old money.

"Your wife's incense room?

The fourth prince was quite surprised, "What is there to do in the incense room, do you want to smell the incense?"

"Make money." Mo Fei is an honest man. When people asked him, he said. Besides, he didn't believe it. The Fourth Prince didn't know about it.

It seems so.

The fourth prince pressed his forehead. I wondered why, it turned out that you were making money.

"Can I go over?"

He has nothing to do now, and he also wants to know how Shen Qingci makes spices, but this is related to Shen Qingci's secret, so he uses the word "if" instead of "go".

He was inquiring. If he could go, it would be the best. If he couldn't go, he didn't force it.

After all, there is no reason for him to forcibly know the secret of others.

"I have to ask Mrs. this."

Mo Fei can't be the master, so he has to ask Shen Qing's remarks. If Shen Qing's remarks are successful, then it will be done. If she can't say it, then even the son will have no choice.

"Oh, he's coming?"

Shen Qingci put down the spices he was making, took the time to pick up the cup on the table, and took a sip of tea.

"If he's bored, come here."

"Ma'am, then these..."

Mo Fei pointed to the room full of spices, "Do you need to clean up?"

"Need not."

Shen Qingci put down the cup. If he wants to know, he will know one day. The results of hiding and opening are the same, and as the future emperor, he also needs to know how Yipinxiang's spices are made. , because she had a word with the emperor first, at least to donate 20 years of military expenses to the court.

And such military expenses, if there is no accident, when the fourth prince becomes the emperor, the money will naturally be handed over to him.

It's to take a good look. It's not easy for her to earn money. Don't think that her money just fell from the sky, and don't think that their royal family will be so splendid if they take her money.

When the fourth prince heard Shen Qingci agree to let him go, he was very happy, that is, he touched his legs, his leg meridians were injured, and it wasn't that easy to heal, so he couldn't move yet.

"This is easy to do."

Mo Fei snapped his fingers and wanted to go out. It wasn't easy. He let the Fourth Prince be lifted onto the chair, and then lifted the chair and walked away. Anyway, just bring your eyes and hands. what do the legs do?

The chair was carried into the incense room. When the fourth prince entered, he smelled a subtle aroma. It seemed that many incense had been added together, but it was very fresh and could always be found. What I want most is what I want.

At this time, all the spices were in it. Mo Li was also sitting on the side, making the spices. The process she did was very simple, but she just divided the large pieces of spices made by Shen Qingci into various parts, and then Then put it in the bottle.

Seeing her standing there, she took out her sword and chopped like this. In just a few seconds, the spices were divided into several points. This knife work is really excellent. I don't know if I have practiced this way before. From the spices she divided, you can see that it is almost exactly the same. Each serving is a very average fit.

The Fourth Prince was simply amazed.

So many spices, it seems that it is not too difficult to make spices.

As a result, just when he thought so, it seemed that Shen Qingci also noticed the ease in his eyes, she gave him a faint glance, and this glance was inexplicable, making the fourth prince feel a little unspeakable, well, that guilty conscience .

But he didn't lie, this spice seems to be very easy to make.

At this moment, Shen Qingci opened the drawer on one side, and took out a long needle from it. The needle was about three inches long, and the needle tip was also very thin.

And this is obviously not used to tie spices. Since it is not used to tie spices, what is it used to tie?

Shen Qingci held the silver needle swayingly, and seemed to hear the squeaking sound, and the needle penetrated into the flesh.

She put down the needle, and it was also possible to see beads of blood oozing out of her fingers.

Then she suddenly smiled at the fourth prince, and the fourth prince swallowed his saliva involuntarily, like a cold wind blowing on his body, which also made the back of his hand wet.

This, this is...

Not only him, but other people, almost all gasped.

"You know now, why no one can imitate my spices?"

Shen Qingci dropped this drop of his own blood on the raw materials, "It's not because of anything else, just because some fragrances need my blood as a guide."

And she just wanted to let them know that spices are not that easy to make, and that everything is not homeopathic.

These spices are so easy to sell, and they also make money, but you also need to know how the money is earned, yes, how is it earned, she earned it by selling blood.

All the money they spent was sold by her blood.

How much blood does a person have, and with the money she got from selling the blood, she provided the royal family with military expenses for more than ten years free of charge, starting when she was six years old, and when they were six years old, they were all doing it. What, she was rolling and acting like a spoiled child, and she was happy under her parents' knees, but when she was six years old, she wanted to save her father, to make money, and to live.

She carried countless lives on her body, how could it not be heavy, and over the years, she has used her blood to feed countless people.

Changqing's face turned pale, and even Jia Moli frowned, sitting there without moving.

"My God!" Mo Fei covered half of his face, and then peeked around to see if there were other people, why he had never heard of it, and he had to use his own blood to make spices. For cited?

Only in his herbal medicine, sometimes there is a need for such a blind herbal medicine. Unexpectedly, even the spices are the same. This medicine can use human blood, why can't Xiangyin be used?

It's no wonder that Lou Jiaxiang has been lost for a long time. Who would dare to use this method to make incense?

And he remembered again, back then, Shen Qingci was inexplicably always losing both qi and blood. He took so many blood-replenishing medicines, but he didn't see any blood, and I was afraid that was because of this.