After having lunch at Zhao's household, the family of three went back home.
On the way back, Li Mo silently calculated in his heart how much money the family needs now.
Their clothes were tattered and couldn't be worn. They must have two new sets of clothes to change; there are no pots and pans in the house, so we need to buy a new set; their house is on the verge of collapsing.
It is hard to stay there any longer, especially when it rains. It must be repaired. The most important thing is Song Dashan's legs, which need to be treated as soon as possible. It can not be delayed for too long.
Thinking about it this way, Li Mo discovered that there are so many things that needed to be fixed. And it is impossible to achieve these without fifty taels of silver. She only charges 15 yuan for makeup.
How long will it take to get rid of their current situation?
No, I still have to think about other ways to make money.
Li Mo racked her brains to think about what kind of product she could do by hand. At that moment, she accidentally glanced and found that there were clusters of blooming roses growing under the fence on the roadside.
Li Mo's eyes lit up, and she thought of an idea.
For a person who has devoted her life to researching beauty products, how could she not know how to make perfume balm and perfume? She only remembered it just now.
Women in this era also like to use incense. Some ointments were made for women. If you put a little bit on your body, it can exude a pleasant aroma.
This product is popular among women. However, this kind of product was regarded as a luxury. A small box of this product costs 15 yuan. Only wealthy families can afford this product.
Li Mo knows how to make a simple perfume balm. The main ingredients for making this perfume balm can be seen anywhere. Some materials that needed to be bought weren't expensive, there will be no loss.
Everyone loves to be beautiful. They were simply reluctant to buy an expensive product. If she sells it at a lower price, everyone would definitely be willing to buy it.
After thinking of this, Li Mo's heart warmed up again. She was immediately motivated. She ran to the clusters of roses. She lowered her head and smelled it. She thought about the steps on how to create it.
Xiaobao saw Li Mo smelling and touching the flowers and hurriedly ran over to her side and coped with what Li Mo did just now. He tried to smell the flowers. But with his short legs, he wasn't able to reach it. So he jumped anxiously.
Li Mo looked at Xiaobao's funny action. She bent over to pick him up and leaned closer to let Xiabao smell it. The little guy sniffed hard as if trying to suck all the fragrance from the flower into his nose.
Song Dashan also came over and asked Li Mo, "What's wrong? Do you like these flowers? "
Li Mo didn't answer but asked Song Dashan instead, "Brother Dashan, are there many roses in the village?"
Song Dashan shook his head. "There are not many roses in the village. Most of them were planted in their yards by some people. Usually, they don't grow much, but there are many in the mountains."
LiMo was happy and asked, "Does the mountain have any Jinhua flowers?"
Song Dashan frowned. In doubt, he asked. "What are Jinhua flowers? I don't seem to have heard of it. "
Li Mo thought to herself that this kind of plant is common in the modern era. Shouldn't it be absent in this period? Is it because the name was different in this period?

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