Facing the faint moonlight, Xin Xi closed his eyes.

Seeing that it has risen by more than 700 points again, and it is about to reach a prestige value of 1,000 points, my heart is happy.

In a day or two, by the time this Wuling Spring ferments tonight, it is estimated that there will be more than a thousand prestige points again, and when the time comes, it will be searched at least twice......

The future is bright!

He thought about it carefully, and it seemed that there was no need to send the first words to the painting girl, anyway, the advertisement had already been done, and besides, the poems he remembered, after deducting those before this era, there was really not much left! When you squeeze out what you remember, every poem is a thousand prestige......

Moreover, if you always copy the things of the ancients in later generations, you feel a little sorry no matter what!

Wait, why should Lao Tzu be upset?! Lao Tzu is in order to save the Great Song Dynasty, in order to preserve Chinese civilization, in order to avoid no China after Yashan, and in order to promote the progress and development of the entire human race......

When I think about it, my heart turns into infinite power......

All the way, I was thinking about something that didn't look for the edge, and my house appeared in front of me.

Before he could open the door, a smell of mutton fat mixed with the smell of firewood rushed into his nostrils, and when he entered the house, he saw that Thirty-six and Xiang'er were busy in the kitchen.

Half a cart of mutton fat needs to be heated and melted pot by pot, and those small soda powder also need to be mixed into alkaline water and then heated, and then the two must be fused, and then a box of about the same size is found and poured into it to condense......

Seeing that there was still half of the solidified mutton fat, Xin Xi couldn't help but sigh: What a huge project!

"Eleven Lang, you're back?!" Xiang'er heard the sound and looked over.

"It's amazing!" Seeing Xiang'er's face full of grease and exhaustion, Xin Zhen praised Xiang'er first, then mysteriously took out a small bag from his arms, and handed the tinkling bag to Xiang'er.

"Count!"

Xiang'er took the bag, and suddenly there was a heavy feeling in his hand, and when he opened it, he saw that there were six silver ingots in Baihuahua, four broken silver, two complete, and a full two or four dollars of silver!

"Eleven Lang, this is?!" Xiang'er's hands trembled a little.

Xin Zhen smiled faintly: "I took eight of the soaps I made yesterday, one for three hundred wen!" It's all sold! ”

"The money soap makes?!" Xiang'er's face was sluggish, and in the next second, the little girl suddenly jumped up excitedly, and threw herself into Xin Zhen's arms: "Eleven Lang is really amazing!" ”

Without waiting for Xin Xi to speak, Xiang'er ran away with excitement, and her little face was flushed: "Eleven Lang, today I made three hundred and sixty-three soaps with Brother Thirty-six, one for three hundred wen, a total of ......"

Three three gets nine, three times three gets one hundred and eight......

Xin Zhen made a silent calculation in his heart, and immediately said: "A total of 108,900 yuan, more than one hundred taels of silver!" ”

"Wow, a hundred taels of silver!" Xiang'er's face was full of excitement, and she jumped up and down to look at the oil that had not been processed, and her face was full of incredulity: "There is more than half of the oil, and if you make it all, you can earn another hundred taels of silver, and you can earn a total of two hundred taels of silver?!" ”

Seeing Xin Zhen nodding, the tiredness on the little girl's face was swept away, and her face was full of excitement, and she directly urged Thirty-six to speed up.

Thirty-six squatting in front of the stove turned around, his dark face was a little helpless, he glanced at the two of them speechlessly, turned his head, and continued to add firewood and blow the fire hard.

Xin Zhen shook his head, and the excitement in his heart slowly precipitated, he could earn two hundred taels of silver a day, which was almost equivalent to earning 200,000 or more a day in the future life, but if Xiang'er was so tired every day, he didn't want to.

Perhaps, should we find a big businessman to cooperate? Use the method of technology to buy shares, hand over the soap making method, and sit back and wait for the dividends. Or, gather the tenants in the Zhuangzi and set up a small workshop?!

Looking for businessmen, it seems a little unreliable, although the princes and grandsons of this era have cooperated with businessmen, and even many businessmen are actually equivalent to the white gloves of later generations, and the real owners are those who have great authority. But what are you now?

A seventeen-year-old child who has not yet been crowned may be difficult to convince.

If the tenants are asked to set up small workshops, the land has not been returned, and the tenants have followed the land, and there is no way to find the tenants themselves......

Gangsters in Bianliang City? Those scoundrels seem to be a good choice, especially these scoundrels in this era, although the hooligans are more hooligans than the hooligans of later generations, but they are enough to keep their promises, as long as they give money, there should be no problem.

Then let's decide this first, go to Bianliang tomorrow to take a turn, find a few market hooligans to communicate, and then, when the fields are returned, organize a part of the tenants to set up a workshop.

After clearing his thoughts, Xin Xi walked into the kitchen with a smile, but was kicked out by Xiang'er.

In Xiang'er's words, he is the son of a daughter who wants to be crowned a marquis, and he must not be contaminated with the chores in the kitchen, so as not to be greasy and blind his intelligence.

In this regard, Xin Xi could only smile helplessly, so he went out, rummaged through the cabinets and found two books, one Analects and one Zhuangzi, and read them under the oil lamp.

However, he is still the same as in his previous life, and he will automatically fall sleepy after reading for more than an hour......

When he got up early the next morning, Xiang'er was ready for the morning meal.

Seeing Xiang'er standing in the middle of the dense wooden box, Xin Zhen had a short circuit in his brain for a while.

The ground was densely packed with soap boxes.

I opened the soap I made yesterday afternoon, and I tried it, and the hardness was almost there.

Xin Xi raised his head and said to Xiang'er: "Xiang'er, today you take soap to the inner city, Ouyang Gong, Han Gong, Wang Gong, Shu Gong, these four ministers, one family will send three pieces of soap, and then Mr. Da Su and Mr. Xiao Su will each have two pieces of soap......

There was a lot of chatter, but everyone who had communicated with Xin Xi, as well as those with great authority in the court, all mentioned it.

Xiang'er listened, and her little face darkened: "Eleven Lang, I gave a hundred pieces of soap this time, and the thirty taels of silver will be gone!! ”

Looking at the little girl's anxious appearance, Xin Zhen was happy in her heart, and said: "There is a gift to get, if you don't send these thirty taels of silver out, the soap in the yard will be difficult to sell." ”

"Then you don't have to send so much, the four ministers are there, it's good to send one piece for one family, Da Su and Xiao Su are a family, and it's enough for two people to send one piece......

"Wait!" Xin Zhen was speechless, let this girl calculate that something will happen!

After thinking about it slightly, Xin Zhen's face was full of innocence: "Xiang'er, you don't listen to me?!" ”

While asking, Xin Xi gestured to Thirty-Six with a look in his eyes.

Xin Thirty-six was heartbroken, but he took a step forward and said with a cold face: "Eleven Lang, this maid sold her if she was disobedient, and she bought a new one who was knowledgeable and reasonable!" ”

Xin Zhen hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Who said that my family is disobedient?!" ”

Xiang'er blushed, glared at Thirty-six with hatred, and said weakly: "Yes, the slave is obedient, and the slave will go to deliver soap......"

When Xiang'er left, Xin Xi looked at Thirty-Six and said, "Thirty-six, bring ten soaps and come with me!" ”

The cold young man didn't ask much, just nodded, took ten soaps, and followed behind Xin Xi.