“Bring it to me.”
Hearing Meng Jiao’s words, Meng Yang couldn’t wait to extend his hand towards her.
Meng Jiao quickly walked up to him and gave him a piece. Meng Yang took it in his hand, turned it over and over several times, and then lifted it to his nose to smell it, which was smooth and delicate with a light fragrance.
The door curtain rattled and Qingzhu came in with a basin of water. Song Wangyue had already told him how to use the soap, and once he saw that the soap had taken shape, Meng Jiao sent her to fetch water.
The first thing you need to do is to put the water in the basin, and she rushed to the front of the room and put some of the soap in the hands of Qingzhu.
She finished wiping both hands and put the soap back into Qingzhu’s hands, rubbing both hands back and forth, surprisingly lathering up.
As she went to the water basin, the crowd all looked at her in unison and could barely contain their shouts of surprise at the sight of the lather. Meng Yang stood up in excitement and walked over in stride, Meng Jiao had already finished washing her hands, which were not only fine and smooth, but also lightly scented.
Her cheeks were red with excitement, “Grandfather, you are also trying.”
Meng Yang has long been unable to restrain himself and immediately stretched out his hands. Qingzhu wanted to remind her that this was what the young lady had used, but it was already too late, Meng Yang had already placed his hands in the water basin and, like Meng Jiao, casually dipped them in the water and began to beat the soap.
Gu Wen and Kong Qing both watched with bated breath.
Song Wangyue looked on and found it amusing.
“It works, it really works.”
Meng Yang praised the foam on his hands before he even washed it.
Meng Jiao had already run over and hugged Song Wan Yue, ignoring the presence of Kong Qing and Gu Wen, hugging her and bouncing and jumping, “Yue’er, I simply don’t know how to praise you anymore.”
In the past, if Meng Jiao had made such a fuss, Meng Yang would have reprimanded her, but now he did not reprimand her, and if it were not for her inappropriate status, he would have hugged Song Wan Yue and spun her around twice. Only two workshops are too few, at least five, six, seven or eight must be built.
Song Wangyue pulled Meng Jiao and sat her down on her stool, “Cousin has been complimenting me for days, if she does it again, she’ll be bald.”
The crowd was amused by her words, and Meng Yang dried his hands and walked over to sit down, his mood still not completely calm.
Song Wangyue then asked Qingzhu to fetch water again, so that Kong Qing and Gu Wen both washed their hands with the soap, and even Xiao Bao followed suit and asked for the used piece of soap after using it, making everyone laugh again.
The company is also confident that such a good product will not have any worries about selling.
Everyone was excited, especially Meng Yang and Kong Qing, and after some more discussions, seeing that it was getting late, Kong Qing got up, “It’s getting late, let’s go back today, I’ll come back tomorrow.”
Song Wangyue asked Qingzhu to wrap a few pieces of soap for them to take, sent them out and watched the carriage go far away before returning.
When she entered the courtyard, she found that there was a lot of soap missing, and Meng Yang and Meng Jiao were both gone.
She smiled and shook her head, took the oil paper she had prepared and wrapped a few copies and went to the old gentleman’s courtyard.
The old gentleman was reading a book, and on the table next to him Erma and Daya were practising their calligraphy.
“Grand-great-grandfather.”
Song Wangyue smiled and walked into the room, raising the oil paper bag in her hand.
Seeing her eyes glisten, the old man knew that the soap had been made. He put down the book he was holding and got up, asking Xu Liang to fetch water.
Da Ya and Er Ya were curious and put down their pens and came over, smelling the faint fragrance and seeing the old man’s hands lathering up, Er Ya asked in amazement, “What is this?”
“Fragrant soap, I just made it.”
Song Wangyue gave her a piece, “You can use it to wash your hands and face and take a bath.”
Saying that, she gave the rest to Daya, “You give one piece to Miss Huang Yu, and the rest to Song San and the others to share.”
Da Ya received it in her hand and went out quickly, while Er Ya followed in a hurry.
The old gentleman wiped his hands and took a special sniff, the fragrance had not dissipated. He was proud of himself, only Yue’er could have worked out something so good.
“All discussed?”
“Well, uncle grandfather and I each have 40% profit, and second brother-in-law has 20%, I only produce the recipe, I don’t care about anything else.”
The old man nodded his head.
Song Wangyue helped him over and sat down, “I plan to ship the first batch back to the capital to sell first after they are made, and open up the northern sales route from there.”
The old gentleman nodded again.
“It will also take some time to recruit staff for the workshop, so I can accompany you around these days.”
“Yes, I still remember all the places my great-grandfather visited here, so tomorrow we will go to those places again.”
……
From the old gentleman’s courtyard, Song Wan Yue went to the courtyard where the guards were staying, there was a lot of noise in the courtyard, Song San’s voice was especially noticeable, “Miss Daya, this soap was made by the East family?”
“Yes.”
“How do you think the Dongjia’s brain grew, how did they figure out so many good things?”
“It is, it is.”
“I’ve been washing my hands for half a day and it still smells good. If we use it to bathe, won’t we smell good every day?”
“It’s not that effective ……”
Song Wan Yue smiled as she walked into the courtyard, “The fragrance can only last for a burn of incense, and will almost dissipate after a burn of incense.”
“Dongjia.”
“Dongjia.”
……
Song Wangyue nodded her head and looked at them, her tone turning serious for a moment, “Remember, I didn’t figure out this soap, it was developed by someone from the Meng family.”
All the people also curbed their laughter and answered in unison.
Da Ya blushed a little, she was the one who told the people that the soap was developed by Yue Er, she shouldn’t have been so talkative.
Song San happened to see this, and with a smile on his face, he spoke, “Dongjia, we’ve been in the house for so many days, when can we go out for a walk?”
Song Wan Yue came over to say the same thing, “Tomorrow.”
A cheer went up from the crowd.
When Song Wan Yue turned around and left the courtyard, Jin Hao caught up from behind, “Miss Song.”
Song Wan Yue stopped her feet.
Jin Hao walked up to her, saluted and then asked, “Is the soap going to be mass produced here? ”
“Yes.”
Jin Hao scratched his head and asked tentatively, “Then can I come along and help with whatever it is I’m doing.”
After saying that, fearing that Song Wangyue would not agree, he hurriedly said, “I don’t know martial arts, so I can’t protect you and my family even if I go along, and I don’t like to wander around, I want to take advantage of these days in Jinling to learn something and go back, so it’s not a wasted trip.”
“That’s fine, I’ll tell my uncle and grandfather to arrange something for you.”
“Thank you, Miss Song.”
“How are you and Miss Huang Yu doing?”
Hearing Song Wangyue ask about him and Huang Yu, Jin Hao scratched his head once again, “Also, just like that.”