After trying slowly, Sister Hu Chun took a long breath, her temperament was already tenacious, and these obstacles aroused her competitiveness even more.

There are still some wild plums in the sun, and Sister Hu Chun originally planned to use them to make tea and eat them, but the amount is not too much, but now they are enough to extract the fragrance of flowers.

Sister Hu Chun found out the green iron pot at home and prepared to make the most basic and simple steamed wild plum.

She put the plum petals into a green iron pot, added water, covered the lid and began to cook on high heat, after the water was hot, let it stand for a long time, and a layer of ointment condensed on the water surface.

This layer of ointment is the plum balm after steaming.

In order to improve the purity of the plum balm, Sister Hu Chun repeated this step three times, and finally arrived at a small jar of plum balm, the fragrance is mellow and fragrant, which smells much better than the flavors sold in the world.

Sister Hu Chun found an old dress and covered her mouth and nose, only showing two eyes that were as bright as stars, such as the enemy burning quickwhite lime in the downwind, almost to be burned, add water, just listen to the pull, the huge white mist rose, Sister Hu Chun hurriedly closed her eyes and turned her back, and the white fog was not so thick, only then did she turn her head, holding a huge wooden stick and mixing it, and now the quickwhite lime in the pot has turned into white lime slurry. Sister Hu Chun took out the flint nitrate she bought in the county pharmacy at the beginning, estimated the approximate dosage, and put it in the white lime slurry.

Sister Hu Chun's heart is also bottomless, because there is really no measuring instrument, the purity of the material can not be guaranteed, she also does not take a lot of matching is not right, only try slowly, thanks to Sister Hu Chun's good luck, it was successful after a few attempts, and the purity of quickwhite lime and flint nitrate was made of threon.

She had a rough idea of what it would be like to use these things.

Su Su's thing is corrosive, and Sister Hu Chun carefully touches the utensils with her hands with a cloth, for fear of burns.

Previously, there was a flowery senior sister in the chemistry department of their college, and it is rumored that during an experiment, she pushed the ill-intentioned senior sister down, and her face touched the aggressive chemical raw material...... Although he was sent to the hospital in time, his face was also disfigured, so don't mention that he would be distressed.

Sister Hu Chun didn't want to encounter any experiments in the ancient times when medical wrists were low and drugs were lacking......

The basic chemical equation of soap is to add water to the ointment and NaOH, and to synthesize the soap plus phospholipids.

Now NaOH, that is, Su alkali, has been refined, and Sister Hu Chun has used the steaming method to make the steamed water, plus the melon seed oil purchased from the county government, Sister Hu Chun is angry, carefully mixed one by one, and when the soapy water becomes thick from the watery liquid, she took out the plum balm she had refined at first, dropped a few drops, stirred well, and finally carefully poured it into the mold - that is, the small porcelain jar of the plum.

Sister Hu Chun was overjoyed, and tried to make soap with firewood ash as an alkali raw material, and also poured the prepared soapy water into the small porcelain jar of Lamei.

She wasn't sure where to grow the soap better. But she knew that the experiment could set up a control group, so she could simply make both types of methods and see which one was better.

After all this, it was almost late at night, and Hu Xia's sister Hu Bincheng was already asleep. The tired Sister Hu Chun wrapped the two small porcelain jars in a quilt and rested them on the earthen kang head of the warm kang, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Sister Hu Chun boiled water and simply took a bath, and fell asleep with good expectations.

The next night, Sister Hu Chun calculated that it was almost 12 hours, which was converted to 24 hours in the 21st century, and her plum soap should also be demolded.

Holding down her excitement, Sister Hu Chun took out the two small porcelain jars from the quilt and buckled them upside down on the table, and two small and cute artificial soaps with the fragrance of plum came out on the table.

For those who have never made soap, it's hard to imagine the thrill of such a round and cute little knack made from a bunch of things. Sister Hu Chun sighed with satisfaction, and carefully compared the two pieces of soap against the small oil lamp.

Obviously, the soap made of firewood ash as the raw material has a lot of impurities, and it looks like it is not as clear as another piece of ice and clear, and the artificial soap made of soda alkali, Hu Chunjie also doesn't know if it is the effect of the heart, not only is it more mellow, but the fragrance seems to be more elegant. Sister Hu Chun clutched it in the palm of her hand, and she couldn't put it down.

Sister Hu Chun immediately made a decision, and used the extracted thonorine as the raw material to make soap.

Who wants her to use this soap for a wide range of beauty-loving women? For women, the appearance of skin care products is also very necessary.

Sister Hu Chun brought a box and wrapped the plum soap in straw paper, which is still a semi-finished product, and it needs to be saponified at least in January to be regarded as a real artificial soap. Sister Hu Chun counted the remaining silver coins in her palm, and there were still 3 taels of silver coins, which was enough for their sisters and brothers to spend a year.

Sister Hu Chun made several batches of soap in full swing, and after demolding, they were all wrapped in straw paper and put into a box that was picked up on a special trip, and stacked in a corner of the adobe house, waiting for it to be completely soaped.

After dealing with the problem of making money with "big troubles", Sister Hu Chun was obviously much more relaxed, and began to discuss with her younger brother and sister about the New Year.

This is the first time she has celebrated the New Year in ancient times, and in the memories of the original owner, almost all of them eat a slightly better dish in their own room every New Year, and their mother sews new clothes for each of them, even if it is the New Year.

Now that they have a separate room, they don't have to look up to people anymore, although there are only children, Sister Hu Chun also wants to make this year lively.

In the end, the year has a unique meaning in the hearts of every Chinese people.

Hu Bincheng came up with an idea: "Eldest sister, you buy some fireworks, I want to set off fireworks, I haven't let go of fireworks." The 4-year-old baby muttered, and her eyes lit up when she mentioned the cannonball. In previous years, he always watched Hu Lucheng in the long house light the cannon battle, covered his ears, held a stick of incense, lit it and ran, and then waited for the cannon to blow up and develop a boom, which should be the most exciting and fun game in the world in the eyes of Xiao Bincheng.

Last year, he squatted on the bottom frame of the door, and saw Hu Lucheng screaming happily and setting off artillery battles, but Hu Lucheng deliberately scared him, lit a cannon battle and threw it at the foot of Xiaobincheng and exploded, Xiaobincheng was frightened and cried, and reprimanded Hu Jiangshi for saying that crying in the New Year was unlucky. However, children have always been good scars and forgot the pain, and they were shocked last year, and this year they have forgotten last year's fright, and they still have to set off their own firecrackers.

Sister Hu Xia remembered this, about girls are always less courageous than boys. She didn't agree: "Brother Bin, that firecracker is so scary, once it burns yourself or others, it won't be good." Hu Lucheng also threw artillery under Sister Hu Xia's feet, the little lady was very frightened, and she always felt that the cannon would blow up people.

Hu Bincheng argued: "Brother Bin'er will be careful." Brother Bin'er played in the courtyard and didn't blow up others. ”

Almost every boy was addicted to artillery when he was a child, and Sister Hu Chun remembered her younger brother in the 21st century, and she was like this, every Chinese New Year, she would install a bag of flower cannons with a bunch of children in the village, and look for land to set off artillery battles all over the village. She even remembered that the bear children once threw the flower cannon into the manure pit and blew up the dung water all over their heads, which was very embarrassing......

This is probably some kind of New Year's flavor.

Sister Hu Chun immediately made a decision: "Okay, this year, the eldest sister will buy some for Brother Bin." But there is a little bit, you are not allowed to throw it into the haystack, you are not allowed to throw it around people, you must be careful. ”

As soon as Brother Bin heard that the eldest sister was approved, he immediately cheered. Sister Hu Xia saw that the eldest sister agreed, although she disagreed, she still didn't say anything, just said: "Then I'll go to see Brother Hao Bin." ”

There are people in the village who sell firecrackers and fireworks, although they are simple and abnormal at a glance, but in the end, it is the New Year, no matter how poor the people in Hujiazhuang and the next few villages are, they also want to smash the pot and sell iron for a good year, and this thing is not expensive, there are still a lot of people who buy it, Hu Chunjie led Xiaobincheng to squeeze for a long time before squeezing to the front and provoking.

There was a little girl with a round face who happened to be next to Sister Hu Chun, and when she saw her coming, she was relieved.