After the fight, Yan Bei went to his house, took the kitchen knife as if he was going to go to the court, pushed open the door, and saw that the soap in the container had been set, it looked green, and there should be no big problem, so he immediately used the cloth and kitchen knife he got back to cut and load, and shouted to the courtyard: "It's over, send two pieces of soap to Uncle Wang's house, and send two more pieces to Aunt Yang and Aunt Zhang's house." Let them take a shower with this and tell us how it feels. A red shadow "whoosh" came in and went out, Yan Bei said with a wry smile: "Hold it steady!" "I thought: I have to take it out tomorrow to sell it, I hope I won't eat it behind closed doors, that woman seems to be from a big family, I don't know if I can meet it tomorrow.

Yanbei spent more than an hour in the room to cut the soap and wrap it with embroidered cloth, it seems that there is already the capital to sell at a high price, Yanbei calculated, it took five times to buy so much seaweed, half a bag of lime spent two, the cloth used more than three times, the cost is about ten consistent, the price of soap has to be sold a little higher, first to the upper class of the old man to use, the price is high, and then to the people to use, the price naturally benefits the people, Yanbei's goal now is to open a restaurant in the local area, opened a women's cosmetics store, Yanbei in the previous life understood that women's money is still very profitable, and when the assets are enough, they will shelter the poor people in the world and recruit a group of soldiers who can also go into battle to kill the enemy.

"The three aunts all praised the senior brother's soap, and there was a faint fragrance of seaweed on his body after taking a bath." said happily.

"There are also some dried sour jujube kernels at home, the lady helps grind them into fine powder, and there are grass ash, lime water and lard that can make more than a dozen pieces of soap at home." After Yanbei finished speaking, he thought: If this "medicinal soap" is sold, it is definitely a strange commodity to live in, and it is definitely a good thing to treat insomnia and dreams and calm the nerves.

After going out, Yanbei began to put the soap neatly into the bamboo basket. Yan Bei thought while cleaning up: Qizhou Linhai can go to the market tomorrow to buy some hijiki and artemisia and bring some honey back, and prepare to make seaweed masks at home to sell in large quantities.

"Senior brother, I've finished grinding, what should I do next?"

"According to the method of making soap, pour in the sour jujube kernel powder and stir well during the stirring process. Tomorrow this soap will sell for a good price. The girl nodded, and went to the kitchen to make soap. After Yanbei dealt with the matter, he went to the master's yard alone to practice the gun, a silver gun was Yanbei danced by the tiger and the tiger, although there is no kind of gun is the realm of the gun, but there is still the feeling of a martial artist, the master in the distance saw it, stroked his beard, and said: "This son has such a high talent in martial arts, it is really the talent of heaven and earth, I only practiced it again in the afternoon, and he has been able to figure out a seven, seven, eighty, eight." ”

A few days later in the morning, Yanbei carried a bamboo basket alone, and went to the county in Uncle Li's donkey cart, this town is called Fugui County, although it is rich and noble, but there is still a slight gap, there are four big households in the county, namely Li, Wang, Chen, and Yan. And the Yan family is still today's left minister Yan An, the power is monstrous, even the county master in the county does not dare to say anything, every time the son makes a mistake, the county master can only be sent home with a smile. With good physical strength, Yanbei took a bamboo basket of soap to the county seat, which took more than an hour. When he arrived in the town, Yan Beiquan went to the early stall to buy some steamed buns and prepare to pad his stomach. I heard the people in the back room talking about the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting.

"You know what? This year's poetry party even participated in the eldest lady of the Chen family, and I heard that her skin was as white as snow...... There must be a lot of sons pursuing her, just look at it from a distance for a flat-headed person like me. The old brother immediately drank a cup of tea, as if the bitter wine had entered his throat and his heart ached.

"Yes, I heard that at last year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, Miss Chen won the poem and became our famous talented woman for a while. I don't know if it's her ...... this year."

“……”

People were talking about it, Yanbei didn't care too much, so he went to the "old man" house in the town to sell soap, Yanbei as a "talent" from 21c naturally looked down on these wine bags and rice bags, but had to pay for the smiling face, alas, it was really forced by life. Yan Bei knocked on the door of the Li family, only to see a man who was thicker than Da Zhuang walking out, and said viciously: "Boy, our Li family doesn't give porridge and rice, let's go somewhere else to ask for it." "Yan Beigang wanted to say something, the door has been closed, it's really unfavorable. Immediately, he ate more than 20 closed-door soups one after another, and the last one was the Chen family in the north of the county. After walking for more than 200 meters, Yan Bei knocked on the door absentmindedly, thinking that the plan for "soap" to land in Fugui County had failed.

"Knock knock!"

A man opened the door and said to Yanbei: "There is still a place next to the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting that has not been built, hurry up, if it can't be completed, the old man will be unhappy, and your kid is not enough to cut off ten heads." He pulled Yan Bei in front of him over, and Yan Bei didn't even have a chance to say a word, so he went to work. Yanbei put down the bamboo basket and was about to say something, but with a "snap", he saw a person rolling in the place next to him, and a fat-headed and big-eared "rice bucket" walked out with a whip, and said something on his lips: "If you don't work hard, this is the end." Although Yanbei is full of martial arts, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, Yanbei has no gun in his hand, so he can only endure it silently beside him. Time passed slowly, Yan Bei's heart was cold and thorough, and he thought: The soap was not sold, and he was still used as a volunteer during the day. There was already a bright moon hanging up, only to hear the people next to me shouting: "The time has come, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will begin." Immediately, he was about to be pushed off the field by the big men next to him, and Yanbei shouted: "Bamboo basket, my soap." The eyes of the audience were focused on Yan Bei's body, and the second ancestor of a rich state walked out: "This lowly slave, what are you shouting, it's really insulting." The men and women next to him laughed, except for one woman who looked at him silently from a distance. Yan Bei didn't notice her, just stared at the second ancestor viciously and said, "You keep saying something insulting to Sven, I don't know where to insult your Sven?" The second ancestor waved his sleeves and said to the warblers, warblers, and Yanyan: "A person like you wearing coarse linen clothes is insulting to appear in this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting. Yan Bei sneered and said, "What's wrong with coarse cloth linen?" The coarse linen clothes and the gorgeous silk on your body are all created by the people, this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting is organized by the town, everyone can participate, I am a human being, you are also a human being, then I can't participate in it, then don't you say that everyone present is not a human being? "Yanbei bit the words to death again.