Chapter 22

It was a new day, and the sun was slowly rising in the east.

It was a fine and sunny day, and there was absolutely no sign of the storm raging yesterday.

Master Zeng was sleeping righteously when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

He frowned and sat up, put on his clothes and went to open the door, "What happened in the early morning?"

The subordinate's face was full of urgency, "Head, someone on my side has fallen ill. The high fever persists. The situation is very dangerous."

The prisoners were divided into four groups, and they lived in different families. He was in charge of one group. What if he didn't report an accident?

Another official came quickly, "Head, someone is sick over there, what should I do?"

Vice-team Li also came, "I'm not in a good situation over there, someone burned badly."

Master Zeng rubbed his eyebrows, these people's bodies were too weak, and they fell ill when it rained. "Statistically, how many people are there in total? Gather the sick people together to facilitate management."

"Go and ask the village chief, where can I get a doctor? Hurry up and get one."

"Yes."

"No one is allowed to run around."

"Yes."

I don't know if don't check, but when checked, was shocked, and nearly half of the prisoners fell ill.

They are all pampered, enjoying the glory and wealth, and their skin is tender and fragile.

Like the old lady Mu, she couldn't get sick, and she was completely burned out. She took the eldest son's hand and wanted to eat some roasted venison, hehe.

Master Zeng gave an order and moved all the patients out, so as not to get sick.

While discussing things, everyone smelled the aroma of food and couldn't help looking right and left.

"It's so fragrant, where's the fragrant..." Deputy Li suddenly reacted and ran to the kitchen.

The others followed, scrambling to be one step ahead, for fear of falling behind.

In the kitchen, the smoke is full of smoke, the aroma of food is fragrant, and the smell makes you hungry.

"Miss Mu San, what delicious food did you make?"

A slender figure turned around with a bright smile, "Chicken porridge."

Open the lid, and a large pot of chicken porridge with all the colors and aromas comes into view, instantly awakening the taste buds.

Second Master Mu took a big spoon to make porridge for everyone, while mu Ziang was in charge of dividing the puff pastry, and mu Zicheng handed over the pickled radishes.

Vice Captain Li couldn't wait to take a big mouthful of chicken porridge, "Ah, it's so hot." He couldn't bear to spit it out when it was hot, but he swallowed it, it was delicious too.

Thick and fragrant, fresh and tender, going down the esophagus, the stomach is warm and indescribably comfortable.

The puff pastry looks as thin as paper, with a crispy outside, salty and delicious inside, soft and multi-layered, with distinct layers, and a particularly rich taste.

He drank two large bowls in one go, and the speed slowed down. The pickled radish was sour and sweet, which made people appetite.

He never expected that even the side dishes would be eye-catching.

"I never knew radishes were so delicious, I never touched them before."

"This puff pastry is so delicious with the delicious and smooth chicken porridge."

Mu Wanqing had already returned to the house with her own portion to eat, she deliberately took a little more, fearing that it would not be enough.

The second Mrs. Mu was sweating profusely and was full of praise.

There was a knock on the door, and Mu Wanqing got up and opened the door to see that it was actually Mu Rongxue.

"Third sister." Mu Rongxue said that she was really passing by, but she accidentally smelled the fragrance of the food. This foot took root as if it had its own consciousness, and it was stuck here and couldn't walk.

Her eyes fell on the tempting chicken porridge, and she couldn't control her inner desire any longer.

She can't stand eating dry food anymore! just want to have a bite!

Mu Wanqing was surprised, "Are you rich?"

"Yes." Mu Rongxue took out bits and pieces of silver from her arms.

Mu Wanqing didn't ask where the money came from, "A bowl of chicken porridge, a thousand-layer cake, thirty cents."

Mu Rongxue's eyes lit up, and she squeezed the money into the room, "Can I stay here to eat?"

Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, and Mu Rongxue couldn't wait to take a bite of the chicken porridge. The delicious taste buds exploded on the tip of her tongue, and she felt relieved.

Tears came down her face. This is what people eat.

"Good times." She slurred her strong affection.

She devoured her food and had no image of a lady at all. Mrs. Mu didn't see it very well. She used to be a beautiful lady of heaven and a famous lady with perfect dining etiquette.

After Mu Rongxue finished eating, before she could wipe her mouth, she looked at Mu Wanqing eagerly, "Third sister, I would like to buy some more to take home and give to the sick family members."

Most of the Mu family fell ill, but she and Mu Jinyao were all right.

It can only be said that Quhan Decoction is still useful.

Mu Wanqing prepared more, but the amount was limited, "My father and brother are still cooking, and they haven't eaten."

She is only in charge of cooking and nothing else.

With Mu Rongxue's arrogant personality, she would definitely turn her head away when she was rejected, but looking at the steaming food and thinking of the delicious taste just now, she... rushed over and grabbed Mu Wanqing's arm, shaking it stiffly. , again, again.

She got used to it by shaking it, and she was cheeky and coquettish, "Third sister, I beg you, I know you are a good person, little fairy sister, a kind-hearted little fairy, please help."

Mu Wanqing twitched the corners of her mouth. This is what she learned from those little brats. Now they are learning and selling.

It really couldn't be dealt with, so Mu Wanqing had no choice but to take out one portion, which was not much.

Mu Rongxue jumped up happily, "Thank you third sister, you are the best, I like you the most."

This familiar appearance made Mu Wanqing speechless. Wasn't she arrogant before? Sister, the character is broken.

Mu Rongxue carried the food and was about to go out. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Mu Erye and his son, their eyes widened and they looked like they had seen a ghost.

Her face flushed, and she walked over with her head held high and bowed respectfully, "I've seen the second uncle and the two brothers, I'm going back."

Mu Erye and his son silently made way and watched her leave.

"Why does this girl seem to have changed? In the past, her nostrils were pointed at us, and she ignored her."

Mrs. Mu smiled and put the food on the table, "Human, you will be sensible after suffering."

Second Master Mu thought about it too.

After dinner, Mu Wanqing asked her second brother to invite Master Zeng over.

Master Zeng was busy early in the morning, and when he was free, it was almost noon.

He stood by the well, a little dazed, "What's the matter?"

Mu Wanqing pondered for a while, "Master Zeng, how is the situation?"

Master Zeng frowned, "There are a few people who are seriously ill. Let's stay for three days to see the situation."

"Three days, then..." Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes, as cunning as a fox, "Master Zeng, do you want to make money?"

She decisively threw a bait.

Is not this nonsensical? The officers and clerks worked tirelessly to escort prisoners from thousands of miles, just for the sake of money.

Master Zeng knew that she was a smart girl and would not gossip. "Do you have any idea?"

Mu Wanqing glanced around, only Mu Er's father and son were standing aside.

"I have a soap recipe that I plan to make and sell..."

Master Zeng didn't understand, "What is that?"

Mu Wanqing looked at him in surprise, her face was full of writing, you don't know this kind of thing?

"It's a soap for decontamination. It's designed for washing your face and bathing, and it can also do laundry."

She thought about countless options, and finally settled on soap.

The entry is low, the cost is low, the size is small and easy to carry, and most importantly, there is a huge market.

Master Zeng knew the saponins and used them at home, so it was a little expensive for him.

"Who do you sell to? The poor use plant ashes for their laundry. That one doesn't cost any money. Ordinary people use saponin, and rich people use pancreas bath beans. What's special about your product, it must be yours?"

He thinks clearly and sees things sharply.

Mu Wanqing was not afraid of his shrewdness, but was afraid of his stupidity.

When she was buying supplies, she got soaphorn, which is ground from acacia.

Soap and soap sound similar, but they are not the same thing.

"Saponin is not strong in decontamination, and the cost is high. It is impossible to popularize it, but the soap I said is low in cost and strong in decontamination. It can be used by thousands of households, and it will be a huge consumer market."

She talked eloquently, with light in her eyes, "There are two kinds of soaps that can be made, one is cheap and easy-to-use soap, and we take the civilian route. Let's not talk about the rural people first, but let's talk about the market people in the town. It's inconvenient."

"When it is used in the city, the villagers will naturally follow suit. I fully believe in the life wisdom of the working people."

She paused, "There is also a soap made with expensive spices and shaped into beautiful shapes for the wealthy. I can make something better than their existing toiletries, and quality is the key. ."

Mr. Zeng was very moved, but he was cautious by nature, this is not a trivial matter, "I have to think about it..."

Before he could finish speaking, two square pieces of soap appeared in front of Mr. Zeng, a golden piece that was beautiful like a work of art.

One piece is much more common, and the lining is unremarkable.

"I made it last night, try it sir?"

Making soap is actually very simple, all you need are lime water, lye, grease.

The fat can be animal oil, such as lard.

Burning wood ash into water is lye water, and it is enough to adjust the proportion. She has made soap in the laboratory, and she knows it very well.

Master Zeng's eyes were stared, and he picked up the golden bar of soap with carvings on it. It was so exquisite that it had never been seen before.

He sniffed lightly, a faint fragrance, very nice. "What does this add?"

"Wild chrysanthemum." In autumn, there are wild chrysanthemums everywhere, which can be picked easily.

Master Zeng liked it more and more. If he had money, he would also like to buy a piece of this soap. "How much does such a piece cost?"

Mu Wanqing stretched out two fingers, "Twenty pennies."

Master Zeng gasped, the price was beyond his imagination, "What about this?"

Mu Wanqing looked at the normal version of soap, "Ten Wen."

Wild chrysanthemum does not cost money, but it is artificial.

Master Zeng's blood rushed to his forehead, his blood was boiling, he had a strong premonition that there was a huge opportunity right now.

However, he was very calm, "I'll try it first."

He took off his dirty coat and started doing it himself. After soaking the clothes in the well water, he rubbed a layer of soap and scrubbed them vigorously, and the clothes were as clean as new.

His eyes brightened, and it was indeed easier to use than saponin, "Okay, great, it really works better than saponin. Miss Mu San, this can be done!"

Mu Wanqing smiled and said calmly, "Then, let's talk about how to cooperate first."

She is targeting partners, not subordinates, and the implications are very different.

Master Zeng was stunned for a moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes, "Tell me about it."

Mu Wanqing had already thought about it, and tentatively said, "I will provide the recipe, you provide the materials, and we will divide it into three or seven."

When Master Zeng heard this, he immediately became unhappy. Does she mean that she won't give out a dime? Still want to account for three percent?

"You alone account for 30%. What about us 30? Do you think it's appropriate?"

Did she forget that she was an outlaw?

Mu Wanqing looked calm and pointed at her head with a slender finger, "I have a recipe, I have a sales idea, I have a brain like gold, it's perfect. Besides, how do you know, I only have one recipe? ?"

The last sentence completely moved Mr. Zeng, identity is not important, the important thing is to be able to make money! "I can only give you ten percent."

Mu Wanqing pouted, looking disgusted, "Twenty percent."

"One and a half."

Mu Wanqing pondered for a while, then frowned, "Deal."

Mr. Zeng's mood is very complicated, and he always thinks that he was fooled by a girl's film?

Mu Wanqing was not at all worried that he would go back on it, the core technology was in her hands.

"This time is an experiment. If the cooperation is pleasant, there will be another time."

This is just a part of her plan. She has to conquer these officials and use them for her use.

What she wants is the only and absolute right to speak to this team!

The author says:

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