Chapter 40: Work Hard, and Young Master Will Find You a Young Mistress! (Please Follow!)

【Chunzhi, Xia Chan】 "Young Master."

Seeing Ning Mu arrive, the maid Yuzan, who was busy working, hurriedly bowed and curtsied.

"Mm, how is it going?" Ning Mu nodded, signaling for Yuzan to rise.

Yuzan hurriedly replied, "Replying to Young Master, the distillation is fine. With Steward Zhang's guidance, there haven't been any mistakes, but the maid and my sister are unsure about the mixing ratios and don't know what to do."

At this moment.

Yuhuan also walked out from the inner room, holding two Glazed Bottles in her hands.

Upon seeing Ning Mu, she hurriedly bowed to greet him.

"It's fine, just try a few more times and keep records. Whichever ratio produces the most fragrant and comfortable scent, just age a small batch of the finished product. Make a few more sets and then compare. Don't rush, just follow the steps I taught you!"

What he had exchanged for was the complete set of perfume-making techniques, not a specific recipe.

In this world where only upper-class people like young ladies of wealthy families, prestigious clans, and imperial nobles can afford sachets and spices, the appearance of perfume is undoubtedly a dimensionality-reducing strike.

Never mind the recipe, just mess around with it.

A blind cat will eventually run into a dead mouse.

The main thing is that cultivation points are too precious, and it's not as if the perfume must be finished immediately, so there is no need to waste cultivation points.

Ning Mu picked up the Glazed Bottle in Yuhuan's hand, opened it, and took a sniff.

The effect is not bad, but it should still be improvable.

Perfume is not an ordinary thing; it is not just about getting a few flowers and messing around with them. The room must be kept dry.

There are many cumbersome steps.

It is not something that can be achieved overnight or finished in two or three days.

The main thing is the final aging, which requires a long time.

Another thing is that there are not enough flowers; they are all seasonal flowers, and since no one grows them on a large scale, gathering them is difficult.

One is brewing, the other is perfume.

Just these two things alone, Ning Mu can imagine how many upstream and downstream industrial chains can be driven once large-scale production begins.

"This bottle is okay, I'll take it first."

Ning Mu picked up one of the semi-finished perfumes with a faint scent of gardenia and said to the two maids, Yuhuan and Yuzan, "You two keep researching. Work hard, and once the research is successful, Young Master will find you a Young Mistress!"

Putting the Glazed Bottle into his pocket, Ning Mu teased them while playfully pinching the two maids' chubby cheeks.

"Yes, Young Master, this maid will definitely work hard."

Yuhuan and Yuzan didn't react for a moment, their faces flushing as they nodded excitedly.

……

Just as he was leaving.

He happened to run into Liu Qingmei, who was also preparing to set off.

A horse team was getting ready in front of the mansion gate.

Lao Zhangtou was already holding two horses, waiting at the corner.

"Master, have a safe journey."

Ning Mu greeted Liu Qingmei.

Liu Qingmei looked back at Ning Mu, her mind involuntarily recalling the intimacy by her husband's sickbed at the Mountain Dwelling Sword Tower just moments ago, and her peach-blossom eyes suddenly became unfocused.

"Mm, you must cultivate diligently and not be lazy."

"If anything happens, go find Xiaoya. If she can't resolve it, have Xiaoya take you to find Second Aunt and let her decide!"

Liu Qingmei gave a soft 'mm', gave her instructions, and then turned her head away, saying no more.

Second Aunt? Ning Mu was stunned for a moment.

But seeing Liu Qingmei pretending to be calm as she turned her head away, and with many eyes and ears around, he wisely chose not to ask.

"Second Young Master, are you going out to play?"

And just as Ning Mu was planning to leave to meet up with Lao Zhangtou.

He saw Feng Zhien suddenly approach from the team.

"I've stayed at home for too long, it's time to go out and get some fresh air. I wonder where the Second Young Master is planning to go for fun?"

Without waiting for Ning Mu to reply, Feng Zhien took the initiative to curry favor.

He leaned in a bit closer and said mysteriously, "If you don't have a place in mind, Zhien knows a good spot. In the Sishui Workshop of Jinshui Town, there is a Meilan Garden. Hehe, that is a paradise on earth. Although it can't compare to the grand scenes in Yonghang, in this nearby territory, it is definitely one of the top treasures!"

The corners of Ning Mu's mouth curled up slightly. He who offers favors without a reason is either a traitor or a thief.

He wasn't that close with this Senior Brother from Cangjian Villa!

In fact, this guy had even shown faint hostility toward him a while ago.

Now that his attitude has changed so drastically, there must be a problem.

But he was not afraid.

Soldiers come, the general blocks; water comes, the earth covers.

Although his own strength is low, the strength of his 'tail' is high!!

Ning Mu raised his eyes and glanced vaguely at the roof in the distance.

Under the scorching sun and layered clouds.

A figure in plain clothes stood quietly, holding a Whisk. Her deep gaze, as if containing endless vicissitudes, was staring this way.

With confidence in his heart, Ning Mu immediately smiled and pretended to be familiar, saying, "Many thanks for the recommendation, Brother Zhien. I will definitely try it next time I have the chance, but I'm afraid I don't have time today. I have an appointment to go horseback riding at Fuyang Plain."

He deliberately exposed his destination.

Sure enough.

Hearing Ning Mu's words, Feng Zhien's eyes lit up slightly, but he immediately put on a look of regret, shook his head, and said, "Is that so? That's a pity. But it's fine, when I return with the Master's wife this time, I'll invite the Second Young Master again to go to Meilan Garden for some fun?"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"Then it is settled."

"Good!"

At this moment, Liu Qingmei had already begun calling for Feng Zhien, and the team was about to set off.

Feng Zhien offered an apology, turned around, and jumped onto his horse.

Ning Mu, however, gave him a look that was neither a smile nor a frown, then walked toward the corner of the alley to meet up with Lao Zhangtou.

……

Fuyang Plain is a stretch of pasture.

It is located not far to the west of Jinshui Town; after passing through a dense forest and rounding a bend, one arrives here.

In the third month of spring, the grass grows and the orioles fly.

Many residents from near Jinshui Town come here for spring outings.

However, they mostly stay on the outskirts.

The core area of Fuyang Plain is the private pasture of the Ye Family, and ordinary folk are strictly forbidden from entering.

Leading the Xuezhui Treasure Horse, Ning Mu and Lao Zhangtou arrived deep within Fuyang Plain to practice horseback riding.

Unlike his previous life.

In this world, horses are almost the only means of rapid transportation.

A good steed can even travel a thousand li in a day.

That is a literal thousand li, not just a figure of speech.

But this also tests the rider's physical strength and horsemanship skills.

To facilitate his future travels, he must master the skill of controlling a fine horse as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, he has a small foundation.

Coupled with his current Cultivation Points, which are already at the perfection of the Qi Sensing Realm, controlling an ordinary mortal horse is, if not exactly effortless, quite easy once he grasps the essentials.

"Lao Zhang, are these stirrups new?"

Ning Mu, riding on the horse, turned his head and shouted to Lao Zhangtou, who was not far behind.

Lao Zhangtou replied, "They certainly are! I specifically grabbed a new pair when I brought the horse!"

Ning Mu frowned, moved his toes, and said, "They feel a bit loose!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than, suddenly.

The stirrup snapped, and Ning Mu, caught off guard, fell straight toward the right.

The Xuezhui suddenly accelerated; Ning Mu almost hit the ground, but just before making contact, he pressed his palm against the earth, exerted force from his waist, vaulted into the air, and landed steadily on the grass.

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