Transmigration: Prince, Step Aside

Mu Zhihuan retracted her gaze. Back then, she had also experienced such a life in the orphanage.

Before he left, Wu Miao even told the group of children around him a few times before he brought Mu Zhihuan to her house.

As soon as she entered, she caught a whiff of a faint fragrance. Mu Zhihuan looked around and found that there were a lot of things, but they looked very messy.

"Esteemed wangfei, these are my things, there's a bit more …"

Wu Miao was a bit embarrassed as he took out a table that took up almost half of the room behind him. There were many bottles and jars scattered on the table.

It was as messy as the yard.

Mu Zhihuan walked over to take a look. She picked out the most fragrant fat powder and wiped her hands with it.

The texture was exquisite. After wiping it with a handkerchief, the remaining color could also reach 17 out of 100 points.

As expected, they were all items that were better than the Falling Plum Pavilion.

"As I expected, you are a genius at making makeup, but not suitable for business."

After Mu Zhihuan saw through his plan in a few moments, Wu Miao smiled and asked, "So, wangfei, what was the cooperation you mentioned before?"

"Put all your fat powder in my shop to sell. Of course, before that, we need to sort your things by their texture."

"Then I will pay you silver. Find someone you trust and mass produce your powder for my shop."

When Wu Miao heard this, his eyes widened. He thought that Mu Zhihuan only said that her makeup was good, and that was only a symbolic compliment.

At the very most, they could only sell things there. Who would have thought that she would want to open up a show for them in one go.

He was even willing to spend money to study his makeup. This kind of good thing that could drop pie from the sky made Wu Miao dizzy.

"Esteemed wangfei, you … "It means …"

Mu Zhihuan laughed mischievously before replying, "I'll pay you silver and Pu Zi. You provide the skills and the people."

"We're going to start a partnership... "No, there are a lot of powder shops, how about that?"

Thinking about how his things could be used by many people, Wu Miao was so excited that his face turned red, "Royal Concubine … Are you sure you want to help me? "

Seeing Wu Miao's look of disbelief, Mu Zhihuan couldn't help but laugh. She didn't mind being suspected at all.

"This is called mutual benefit. To tell you the truth, my store is about to open. I originally wanted to buy some loose fat powder to sell as mothers."

"But those mothers aren't as skilled as you, I've taken a fancy to you now.

I'll come over and sort them out with you when I have time. I'll code them and put them on the market. "

Wu Miao frowned, "Code?"

After thinking for a moment, Mu Zhihuan explained, "Mhm …" "It's a way to make marks. You'll know when I come to teach you tomorrow."

"But …" "Workers …"

Wu Miao frowned, he had never thought that he would be able to find so many suitable candidates in such a short period of time.

"The children you helped, if I remember correctly, you said that they were homeless orphans, so why don't you let them help us with makeup?"

"Firstly, you can trust me. Secondly, you have to help me with my work. Naturally, it's not without money."

What Mu Zhihuan said caused Wu Miao to be unable to close his mouth.

She hadn't thought that not only had Mu Zhihuan helped her, but she had also saved those children.

Wu Miao immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times respectfully to Mu Zhihuan:

"Wu Miao is here to thank the Princess for her kindness to me and my children. In the future, Wu Miao will definitely serve the Princess until the end!"

Seeing her so solemn, Mu Zhihuan hurriedly pulled her up. "What are you doing? I've already said it before. We can mutually benefit each other. Don't always feel guilty towards me."

However, he didn't know that Wu Miao was just a man who would die just like that.

She felt that Mu Zhihuan was her savior. No matter what, she would not accept Mu Zhihuan saying that she had earned a full share of the money.

He said that he was just a commoner, how could he have the qualifications to sit on equal footing with Mu Zhihuan? In the end, there was nothing he could do.

Mu Zhihuan was able to say that she was willing to pay the salary, but in the end, Wu Miao only asked for 5 taels of silver as a monthly payment. And this was all because of Mu Zhihuan.

Speaking of which, Mu Zhihuan had a deep feeling that she had won this time's discussion. In fact, she was the one who had lost the most miserably.

"Alright, alright, I know how grateful you are now. Sigh …" I really can't win against you. "

Sighing, Mu Zhihuan picked up the small ball that had been smeared messily with her makeup.

"It's already getting late, I'll be returning soon. I'll come find you tomorrow morning."

Wu Miao stood up immediately and bowed, "My respects to you, Princess."

Mu Zhihuan helplessly sighed. Forget it, let her be.

When the two of them arrived at the market, the flow of people continued to increase, and the small group suddenly became happy.

"Mother, Sugar Man ~ Sugar Man ~"

Are you still thinking about Sugar Man?

Mu Zhihuan smiled as she stepped forward and held onto the hand of the little group. "Good, good, good. I'll buy it for you."

But anyway, when the two of them reached the old grandpa stall that sold candies, they realized that there was no one else around?

The little blob immediately pursed his lips. With red eyes, he pulled on Mu Zhihuan pitifully, "Mother …" "Sugar Man …"

"En..." That... "We …"

As Mu Zhihuan was racking her brains to think of a way to comfort this little bun …

A white figure appeared in front of Mu Zhihuan and Jiang Qinggran, emitting a faint herbal aura.

In his hand was a small lump of candy that he could not forget.

"Uncle Gu!"

The little blob's eyes shone brightly. He jumped up and jumped onto Gu Mingxuan's body, then reached out to grab the sugar doll in his hand.

After a careful inspection, Mu Zhihuan discovered that although Gu Mingxuan's face was still pale, it was clearly much better than yesterday.

He felt a bit more at ease.

With one hand hugging the soft body of the little ball, Gu Mingxuan's other hand tenderly handed the candy man to the little ball:

"Not for me? Why was there no trace of Ran Er? "Where did you go to play?"

"Ugh …" Nest... Everyone, have you seen it … "Big sister Xiao and our brothers …"

The little ball of sugar was still in his mouth, so he couldn't quite make out the words being spat out, but Gu Mingxuan could still understand most of it.

"Then why haven't you eaten lunch yet?"

It would have been better if Gu Mingxuan hadn't said this. Once she said this, Mu Zhihuan felt hungry.

"It's already noon?"

No wonder the carriage was so hungry, eating so many pastries.

Feeling pained, he playfully tapped the little ball of hair on his forehead. "You're hungry, why didn't you tell your mother? I thought the pastry was so delicious that you couldn't stop. "

The little blob smiled sweetly. "Mother isn't hungry, but so is I."

Mu Zhihuan carelessly rubbed the little bun's head, a doting smile hanging on her face.

Under the sunlight, the handsome and handsome Gu Mingxuan hugged a cute and foolish little ball, while Mu Zhihuan stood in front of the two of them with a gentle smile on her face.

Such a happy scene caused the passersby who were watching the scene to be filled with envy.