This is the case in chaotang, even more so in the market.


    Rumors of almost demonized perfume are flying everywhere.


    What can make men in the world obsessed and obedient.


    What can make women return to youth and charming.


    There are even different opinions on the theory of eternal youth and rejuvenation.


    But such absurd and bizarre rumors have attracted countless rich children to inquire around with different purposes.


    Wave after wave of guests came to inquire about the news, which only made Tang Hao unable to bear.


    After the news of the opening on April 20 was released, the Marquis house closed its doors and did not receive any more guests.


    Obviously, Tang Hao underestimated the strength of these fanatical women.


    Yu''s house, which had many guests, was almost full of friends from the day when Tang Hao closed the door to thank the guests.


    The women who carry the famous paintings are talking about calligraphy and painting. They only want to smell the perfume.


    I heard that the spies reported that they would change one in two days if it was only the threshold of the Yu house.


    When Tang Hao sighed and Tang women were so crazy, the opening day finally came slowly.


    April 20th.


    Tang Hao visited the "Tianjiao Pavilion" in person.


    The moment the red flowers opened, the plaque was displayed, and the most luxurious shop in Chang''an city officially opened.


    The endless sea of people surged up and down, and the noisy noise covered the Hawking of other vendors in the whole street.


    The seemingly weak woman aroused the ferocity lurking in her heart. Regardless of her petite body, she pushed her way to the front.


    The maid who was sent out to buy perfume by the concubines, grabbed money bags, instead of the master, once played a lesson in the power of people, so as to grab the most advanced position.


    Seeing the scene in front of him, Tang Hao sighed in his heart.


    I have often heard that the Tang Dynasty advocates martial arts. Until today, I really realized it.


    After the small hammer hit and made three muffled sounds, the whole venue was quiet.


    Tang Hao looked at the aristocratic family lady sitting in the shop and the monk in the crowded crowd outside the shop and said with an arch of his hand.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, the sons of noble families, the ladies of the government, and the daughters of aristocratic chaebols."


    "Thank you very much for your love."


    After a pause, Tang Hao raised his wooden hammer and said.


    "Today is sold with rouge water powder, and more pressed perfume."


    "There is no price for everything this time. Distinguished guests present can make a price. The small hammer is settled as a transaction, sign a pledge, pay money and get the goods."


    "These things have complicated processes and little output. I hope you can seize them for a long time after they are sold again for at least three days."


    After that, Tang Hao clapped his hands three times. A beautiful woman in beautiful clothes came out with a silver plate and stood in a line.


    Princess Changle, Li Wanqing, even more lightly painted Dai Mei, red lips and peach cheeks, appeared in the shop.


    Under the bright colored glass lamp, the beauty is like a fairy in the painting, walking with a lotus, coming slowly.


    I was stunned by the ladies and rich people present, and I was even more stupid to see these Chang''an people.


    With his two wives present, all the gorgeous language introductions have become pale and powerless.


    Seeing is believing, which has become the best basis for judging Rouge powder.


    The clear sound came out and the auction began.


    "Rouge, the reserve price is 50, start shooting."


    "A hundred passes."


    "One hundred and fifty."


    "Double the price!"


    A higher price cry drowned the sea of people.


    On the other side of the corner.


    The hurried carriage was stopped by the groom.


    The attendant who ran back stood in front of the carriage and respectfully rushed at the curtain shaking on the window.


    "Old Zhang, ahead, blocked."


    "Let''s go another way?"


    The old voice came from the carriage with a little fatigue.


    "What''s blocking the road?"


    The entourage seemed a little uncomfortable, pondered for a moment and answered truthfully.


    "Dingbei Hou sells Rouge powder again, and the princes and ministers of the Imperial City bid for it."


    The curtain was silent, like thinking and forbearing.


    Finally, a voice full of loss came out.


    "Take a detour."


    The carriage shook again. In the carriage, the old man looked dignified and a little angry.


    "The Duke of Dingbei was an important official of the Tang Dynasty. He leveled the north, chanted good sentences and changed to ploughing."


    "I think this young man must be the future hope of Datang."


    "But... He''s... He''s... Obsessed with his daughter''s things and greedy for money!"


    Zhang Xian''s face on the other side turned red, his thin fist clenched tightly, trembled faintly, and squeezed out a line of words between his teeth.


    "There is no way to govern the country, and the officials are lazy. Where is the principle and usual? Where is the fighting spirit?"


    "Dizzy gentleman! Dizzy gentleman!"


    The old man''s face changed slightly. He grabbed Zhang Xian''s arm and showed a touch of panic in his eyes.


    "Old Zhang, don''t say this outside!"


    "Now that we have entered the Imperial City, this will cause great trouble!"


    Zhang Xian brushed his sleeves angrily, shook off the old man''s arm, and two cold flashes shot out of his eyes.


    "It''s difficult for the people of Qingzhou to eat porridge. Should they allow the people of the imperial city to indulge like this?"


    "You set up a high position, not for the people, but to carry out violence. The officials are in important positions and the corpses are vegetarian."


    "Should the people of the Tang Dynasty let them go, indulge wantonly and indulge in debauchery?"


    Zhang Xian pointed to the direction of the palace, glared at the old man and sternly scolded him.


    "Sage Kong preached the state of Qi, was surrounded for five days, preached the state of Chu, and cut off grain for seven days. Why did he shrink back?"


    "As descendants of Confucianism and Taoism, we should follow suit!"


    "When I come here, I will reprimand the foolish king who killed his brother and forced his father! Let the people of the Tang Dynasty see what an inhuman emperor is."