Chapter 82: Selling Cold Ointment (2)
Hearing Duan Yixin’s words, Tan Lindan’s eyes lit up in surprise. He smiled and said, "Of course."
After he said that, Duan Yixin opened the bamboo basket. She first took out the medicinal herbs, placed them on the tray prepared by the servant, and then took out four jars of cold ointment.
Tan Lidan saw the size of the jar and thought, ’It seems that one jar can be divided into fifty to sixty small ceramic jars.’
Duan Yixin opened one of the jars and said, "Shopkeeper Tan, this is the cold ointment that I made yesterday. Please take a look."
The moment Duan Yixin opened the lid of the jar, a scent of chamomile with a hint of sweet almond wafted out, filling the small side hall with a refreshing and fragrant aroma of nuts and flowers. Tan Lidan brought the jar closer to look at it. Inside the jar, he saw a pearly white smooth paste that looked like glittering clouds.
Looking at the smooth texture of the paste and the colorful, glittering particles inside, Tan Lidan couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Can Miss Duan tell me what the ingredients of this cold ointment are?"
"The main ingredients are chamomile and sweet almond." Duan Yixin replied calmly.
After hearing her answer, Tan Lidan glanced at her and thought, ’These sparkling, colorful particles don’t come from chamomile and sweet almond. There must be other ingredients in this cold ointment that she doesn’t want me to know.’
Thinking of this, he scooped up some cold ointment with the small spoon prepared by the servant. Tan Lidan took some cold ointment from the tips of his index finger and then rubbed it between his fingers. He took a sniff and examined the cold ointment carefully.