Countess Youngae’s Money-Sweeping Makeup Shop - Chapter 18

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18

What suddenly came to mind while I was lost in other thoughts was foundation ingredients.

I brightened up when I saw the young boy coming with a paper bag.

When Felix finished paying, he handed over the paper bag.

As soon as I received the bag, I immediately took out the ointment and applied it to the back of my hand.

As expected, it had a similar texture to the ointment I knew.

Cream texture!

While Felix was seriously applying the ointment to the back of my hand, I turned my head to look at the young boy.

“By any chance, do you have other types of ointments like this, not just this one?”

“…Huh? Ointments?”

The young boy looked at me with wide, surprised eyes, then turned around and went into the shop.

Not long after, he brought out glass bottles containing two different types of cream.

He lifted up the glass bottles with tight-fitting lids and showed them to me.

“This is an ointment for applying to wounds. It’s effective for most small wounds. For big wounds, it’s better to apply herbs directly rather than ointment.”

“Is that what he bought?”

“Yes. And this is an ointment to apply when your skin isn’t good. Rather than for wounds, you know those days when your face seems dry? That’s when you use this.”p>

What?

A moisturizing cream?

If the ingredients are decent, this is it!

I opened my eyes wide and stared intently at both ointments.

“What are they made of? Do they have medicine in them?”

“Huh? No. They’re all made with honey, beeswax, oils and such… Only things we can eat are in them.”

“This is it!”

The young boy, who looked burdened, flinched and pulled back slightly when I grabbed the bottles with both hands.

Tap tap.

I felt a tapping sensation on my back.

When I whipped my head around to glare at Felix, he shrank back.

Looking at the young boy again, I made my pink eyes sparkle as I held the bottles preciously.

“How much would it cost?”

“Huh, what?”

“How much to buy both of these?”

The young boy hesitated for a moment, then pulled the bottles back and set them down on the ground.

Then he wiggled his fingers on both hands.

After finishing his calculations, he held his chin in thought for a moment and glanced at me.

After pondering a bit more, he nodded his head.

“I can’t sell all of them.”

“Why! I mean, why not?”

“We need to keep selling ointments too. Ointments are what sell the most normally. But from procuring ingredients to making them takes two days. So.”

So?

No? Can’t sell?

Kid-!

“Half. I can sell half. But I’ll charge expensively. Since I’m giving up half of our customers’ share.”

I blinked my eyes.

But soon I grinned and nodded my head.

When I accepted the proposal, the young boy held up 4 fingers on his left hand.

“4 gold. That’s my condition. Absolutely nothing less than that.”

“Are you crazy? This is a scam!”

Felix, who had been quietly standing behind, came in front of me and shouted.

Though attention was drawn to us, the young boy looked at me as if it didn’t matter.

“If you don’t like it, I won’t sell. Find another shop.”

“Are you certain there are no ingredients harmful to health?”

“I’m certain. Unless you have allergies, I’ll stake my neck that you won’t die even if you eat it.”

The young child was quite bold.

That’s why I liked him.

Rather than meeting someone who would scam me by putting in strange things, it was better to buy from someone who had pride in their shop’s products.

I pushed away Felix’s face with one hand as he was making a fuss beside me and took out my gold pouch.

“If the ingredients are certain, there’s no reason not to buy. But next time I buy, make it a little cheaper.”

“If I have extra stock, I’ll do that.”

When I handed over the pouch, the young boy looked at me with a gentle smile that hadn’t been visible before.

He immediately went into the shop with the two bottles that were about the size of Felix’s two fists.

Was it about 3 minutes like that?

He came out with 2 glass bottles about the size of small jam jars.

“Here they are. You can check them. The white one on the right is the healing ointment, the one on the left that’s slightly yellowish and has a firmer texture is the skin ointment.”

When I received the bottles and checked them, they were definitely the ointments I had seen earlier.

When he also handed me a paper bag, I thanked him and put the bottles in the paper bag, holding them preciously in my arms.

Because I mustn’t forget about this.

As I was about to leave after saying goodbye, I turned my head at the young boy’s voice calling “Excuse me.”

“Miss, you shouldn’t just hand over gold like that. It becomes dangerous if you go around showing that you’re rich.”

“Huh? But you asked for it.”

“That’s true, but be careful. Oh, and you need to store it tightly sealed to use it for a long time.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you.”

After nodding my head, I waved my hand gently.

Then the young boy bowed and saw us off.

From what I could roughly see, he seemed to be about the age of a 4th grader in elementary school.

Even at such a young age, being so smart was both enviable and impressive.

I walked along wondering if I could raise a child like that if I ever had one someday.

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“Here we are.”

The carriage stopped in front of a huge manor painted in black, though it wasn’t obsessive-compulsive level.

To be precise, things like windows, roof, and gate here and there were dark navy blue.

At least to my eyes, it was no different from those top 1% “spot the different color” tests.

The sky-blue hem of my dress, without any lace or patterns, fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, I looked down to check my appearance.

The most simple yet sophisticated sky-blue dress I had carefully chosen since yesterday had only a white ribbon around the waist and some lace around the neck as decoration.

When I stuck my feet out from under the skirt, I could see the white shoes I had worn to match the dress.

The only accessory was a silver flower brooch on my left chest.

It was perfectly formal and matched today’s me very well.

Finally, seeing the pile of papers and basket that came into view, I couldn’t help but grin.

Business plan – okay.

Cosmetics – okay.

Makeup – okay.

But have I ever written a business plan before?

As if.

I joined a makeup shop right after graduation and worked like crazy, so there’s no way I’d have that experience.

But I’m experienced from writing countless reports in college!

I don’t know the exact format, but I wrote down cosmetics research results and what kind of business I want to do, so it should be roughly right.

…That’s what I want to believe!

“Well then, shall we go now?”

Whew, after letting out one deep sigh, I walked toward the manor with a confident expression.

Since I’m going to change the world anyway, let’s make tons of money while I’m at it!

Come on, let’s go!

The only future left for me is a successful deal!

As I walked closer to the mansion entrance, something as tall and dark as a telephone pole…?

That’s Ricardo!

Seeing Ricardo standing in front of the door waiting, I stopped walking and quickly turned around.

I immediately pulled out a hand mirror from my basket to check my face.

Unlike last time, today I did sharp-looking makeup.

Using strawberry milk color as a base, lightly layering pink on top, with sharp upward eye corners and sweeping triangular zones.

But I made sure to draw fake under lashes to make my eyes look bigger downward.

This time I used minimal blusher, not for a shy feeling but just enough to give life and say “I’m human, don’t be scared.”

For lips, overlining would look bad, so I matched my natural lip line, but with a slightly smiling shape.

Originally I was thinking of going for a more sophisticated lukewarm feeling.

But today my hands wanted to create a “lively but somehow shows insurmountable ability, manager-nim” vibe!

When my hands want to do something, how can I not do it?

I have to. It has to be perfect.

After confirming my makeup hadn’t smudged or run, I turned around as if nothing had happened.

Pulling up the corners of my mouth into a bright smile!

Rule number one of corporate life.

Smile first! People develop good feelings toward those who smile!

Ricardo just looked in my direction.

He didn’t approach or give any reaction.

Somehow Ricardo didn’t do anything, but I felt strangely offended.

Still, that feeling was quickly forgotten.

There are plenty of customers like that, and if I worry about every single one, I’ll only tire myself out.

It’s all because of that mask covering his entire face.

I need to take off that mask so I can see his face! Read his thoughts! Have a conversation! Right?

Most importantly, I can tell if he’s planning to embezzle my money during business.

Let’s see if you’re wearing that wolf mask again today!

I approached the mansion again, quietly greeted Ricardo, then tried to enter through the open door.

Thud.

Something grabbed my wrist.

And so tightly that I worried it might bruise.

I turned my head to look down at my wrist.

It was a long, large hand.

Following the hand to find its owner…

Ricardo?

“Who are you? This is the first time I’ve seen someone enter the ducal family’s mansion without permission.”

It was that voice I heard when we first met.

Lower than at the ball, sounding annoyed, irritated, like he was dealing with a bug – that damn unpleasant voice.

This isn’t Ricardo?

Does he have a twin or something?

I blinked and pondered, then rustled.

I pulled out the blue letter from my basket.

“I’m Sillia Ebennain…? Aren’t you Ricardo Jesuert Youngsik?”

“Huh?”

What came back was the confused voice of Ricardo from the ball.

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