Ruo Lan couldn't help but say, "Sister, are you joking?" How could there be such a secret recipe, and it ended up in Yueyao's hands.
Yueyao pulled a thin booklet from her sleeve and handed it to Ruo Lan: "Cousin-in-law, this is the recipe for the dye. If cousin-in-law doesn't believe it, you can have someone try it first." As for saying something about finding a reliable person to test it and such, Yueyao didn't bother saying that—she believed Zhuang Ruo Lan knew well enough.
Ruo Lan was somewhat tempted; she had a cloth shop included in her dowry. But this workshop had been losing money every year, and Madam Bao had specifically added it to her wedding list to save face. She had even considered selling it after a while, but if it really worked, that could change everything...
