Bai Zhu returned to the house and handed over the drawings of the five-finger gloves to the embroidery girl in the house.

It's just a five-finger glove sewn with light and breathable kudzu cloth, not to mention the well-crafted embroidery lady in the house, even any grandmother can easily make it.

Within an hour, Bai Zhu had placed fifty pairs of kudzu cloth gloves in front of everyone.

"Madame knows that your fingers are choked with spicy enough, so she specially asked me to buy pig pancreatic soap for you to wash your hands."

Bai Zhu asked people to bring out a basin of water, and there was a piece of pig pancreatic soap next to it.

"Pig pancreatic soap? It's really pig pancreatic soap, it's a precious thing."

"The daughter-in-law of the Liu family at the corner of our street usually washes her hands with pig pancreatic soap. She said, this thing is 500 yuan a piece, expensive and easy to use."

"I've done menial work all my life, and I haven't enjoyed this precious thing. I didn't expect that after working in the noble man's house for a long time, I would be blessed to wash my hands with this thing."

"Yes, yes, I've heard that washing my hands with this is slippery and slippery, and my hands don't dry or crack."

The people who come out to work for others are all about to be unable to open the pot at home.

Everyone worked all morning, and their hands were spicy and painful, but no one complained about it.

With the oily pork belly on the dinner table, everyone felt that this pain was nothing.

"I don't need to say what a good thing pig pancreatic soap is, you all know it."

Bai Zhu was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, but he was afraid that everyone would be cheap and behaved, and felt that he should get these things for granted.

I couldn't help but open my mouth again, and then beat everyone again.

"Madame has a bodhisattva heart, and knows that you work hard, and you have good food and drink. I was afraid that your hands hurt and you would not be able to do anything when you went home, so I prepared gloves for you."

"A person like a living bodhisattva, I'm afraid I can't pick out a second one in this world. If you have a conscience, do your work well and don't get into trouble."

"If something happens, Madame is good, I'm not good at talking."

"You are all serious, and you have sinned against my hands, and you have taken care of your skin!"

Han Beiqing is the daughter of the county lord, and the business he has done in Huaining County in the past two years has been some convenient for the lives of ordinary people.

Although some people don't look down on Han Beiqing's daughter's family, who doesn't think she is a strange woman behind her back.

Everyone secretly paid attention to Han Beiqing, and there was nothing unclear about the few capable generals around her.

The steward named Bai Zhu in front of him is the first person in front of Han Beiqing.

Bai Zhu is the martial maid of the Marquis of Wuyang, and she is a ruthless character who has killed people on the battlefield. At the beginning, because Han Beiqing was young and could not manage the inner courtyard, Bai Zhu would appear in the Han family.

On the first day of Bai Zhu's tenure in the Han family, he cleaned up a few ignorant subordinates, which deterred the unhealthy trend in the Han family's back house.

This incident was rumored to be all over the city back then, and everyone was watching the jokes of the Han family.

Now Bai Zhu opened his mouth to warn, and none of the people in the courtyard thought that Bai Zhu was joking.

"Don't worry, steward, we will do things well, and we will never cause trouble."

Everyone lined up, washed their hands with pig pancreatic soap, and removed the chili peppers on their hands.

Then he took the five-finger gloves from Bai Zhu's hand and returned to his post to do things.

Bai Zhu saw everyone doing their jobs, stared at the tip for a while, and then turned to leave.

When everyone saw Bai Zhu leave, they became bolder. While doing things and chatting, everyone talked about the benefits of pig pancreatic soap.

"Alas, wearing this thing, fiddling with this spicy thing, my hands don't hurt anymore."

"I think it's the pig pancreatic soap that's all the work. Don't you think that when you rub it twice with pig pancreatic soap, your fingers immediately stop hurting?"

"Yes, yes, I also think that this pig pancreatic soap is really amazing, and it is very easy to use."

"It's a pity that a piece of pig pancreatic soap costs 500 yuan, and I really can't afford it. If it's only fifty yuan, it's not bad to grit your teeth and buy a piece back to save it."

Han Beiqing hid in the corner, silently eavesdropping on everyone's chat, and was excited.

Raised his head to the silent white beads on the side, and whispered.

"Early tomorrow morning, go to the market and buy some pig pancreas and come back."

Bai Zhu looked at Han Beiqing with a shocked expression: "Madam, don't you want to make pig pancreatic soap too?"

Han Beiqing smiled disdainfully: "That thing is simple, we can make it ourselves, why spend a lot of money to buy it."

Bai Zhu thinks Han Beiqing is crazy, the pig pancreatic soap thing can be made by saying it?

Soon, Han Beiqing proved it with facts.

Making a piece of pig pancreatic soap is really simple.