"Sister Jing, you are really asking.
I have always liked to carve something out of wood.
Just draw it and I will carve it out and see if it catches your eye."
Azhong said very humbly.
"God is really helping me.
If I can't make money, I will be sorry for the opportunities God has given me."
Jing Xiaotian smiled happily and quickly ran into the house and took out his pen and ink.
At this time, Ah Zhong had taken the wooden board to the yard, and Jing Xiaotian squatted there, drawing the pattern he wanted one stroke at a time.
A whole board is painted, large and small.
Seeing so much, Azhong couldn't help but ask: "Sister Jing, do you have to carve all of these?"
"Yes, Uncle Azhong, how long did it take you to carve all these out?"
Jing Xiaotian really hopes that Azhong can carve out the mold quickly, so that he can try to make good-looking and easy-to-use soap.
"If you are in a hurry, just one night will be enough."
Azhong saw that Jing Xiaotian seemed to be in a hurry, so he wanted to get these things out all night.
"Really?
That's great."
Jing Xiaotian couldn't help but exclaimed happily.
After all, he is still a child at heart, he only cares about his own happiness and does not take into account Azhong's hard work.
However, speed and efficiency are also the characteristics of entrepreneurs, so there is no need to say more.
After a night of silence, Jing Xiaotian opened his eyes early the next morning and ran to the yard.
He leaned against the wall and stood under the eaves with the carved wooden planks.
Jing Xiaotian couldn't help but giggle.
Uncle Azhong really did what he said.
Today, she can start making soap.
However, you have to look at the home first to know what kind of soap you want to make.
So Jing Xiaotian pestered Azhong again and asked him to take him to the basement to have a look.
"I'm afraid it's not good for a young lady to climb up and down."
Azhong tried to refuse politely.
"What kind of young lady am I?
I can't even eat enough, so I still pretend to be a young lady.
Isn't it ridiculous?
Just treat me like a boy from a poor family."
Jing Xiaotian told the truth and was not afraid to face this bleak life, but it made Azhong speechless.
He had no choice but to lower his head and lead Jing Xiaotian down to the cellar, then opened a very hidden door and walked into the cellar.
"Oh my gosh, I have such a good place at home, I didn't know it at all," Jing Xiaotian yelled as soon as he entered the basement.
This place seems larger than expected, and it is very clean.
There are ventilation vents and oil lamps.
The things Jin Hexi brought over are neatly arranged in categories.
At this time, Jing Xiaotian suddenly and inappropriately thought of the word "Jianbi Qingye", and he couldn't help but wonder: If the family was rich, wouldn't the fight be so fierce?
Then I thought about it again.
It is said that every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.
It can be seen that other people's lives may not be as good as imagined, and it is meaningless to envy others.
For now, it is more important to live your own life well.
So she concentrated her mind and carefully checked the things in the house.
Sure enough, she found the oil and caustic soda she was looking for.
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What made her even more happy was that she also found some dried roses and jasmine flowers.
He thought with some sigh: "After all, the lives of rich people are different.
If they have money and leisure, their quality of life is much higher than that of ordinary people.
In order to make this thing, it needs to be brought to them in the long run and get a good price." " As he said that, he carefully took out some dried rose buds and jasmine buds, and looked at the caustic soda.
Just as he was thinking about how to get some out, Azhong said: "Sister Jing, tell me what you want to get."
Yes, I’ll do it.”
Sister Jing suddenly laughed.
Whenever he saw what she was going to do, Ah Zhong always seemed to say something like this.
So, she quickly got out of the way and said, "Okay, I want half a pound of caustic soda and three pounds of sunflower oil."
"Okay, I'll bring the things up now.
You go up first.
It's so stuffy here."
Azhong urged Jing Xiaotian to go up quickly.
The air in the basement is not as fresh as the outside.
"Okay."
Jing Xiaotian agreed and walked out.
She had to get other things ready quickly.
Ikoda came to the kitchen, took a heavy ceramic basin, washed it clean, and took off the doenjang rake hanging there, looked over it over and over, and felt that it was suitable for stirring, so he washed it carefully.
After smelling it, there was no peculiar smell, so I put it in a ceramic basin filled with water and carried it to the yard together.
Because I was short and weak, the sloshing water almost spilled out.
With great difficulty, the water was brought to the yard, and Uncle Azhong also brought out caustic soda and sunflower oil.
He also thoughtfully brought a steelyard.
"Oh my God."
Jing Xiaotian couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.
It turned out that the steel scales he had seen in books when he was a child were also found here, and they were exactly the same.
Seeing Jing Oda staring at the thing in his hand thoughtfully, Uncle Azhong asked quickly: "Let me do what you want to do next."
Jing Xiaotian pointed to a corner that was sheltered from the wind, dry, and undisturbed that he had found yesterday in the warehouse, and said, "Uncle Azhong, can you build a shelf there where you can place molds one by one?"
Azhong glanced at Jing Xiaotian thoughtfully and said continuously: "Well, well, okay, okay."
After thinking about it, I still couldn't help but said: "Sister Jing, what new thing are you going to do?
I made too much at once, I'm afraid I won't have anywhere to put it."
Jing Xiaotian heard it.
Uncle Azhong was obviously a little worried about her new gadgets and advised her to do less.
After thinking about it, I think it makes some sense.
You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and you won't become fat after one bite.
Even if you want to make money again, you have to do it step by step.
Thinking of this, Jing Xiaotian nodded and said: "Well, okay, just follow Uncle Azhong.
Let's do less first and see the effect."
As he spoke, he made a rough calculation in his mind, estimated the dosage, took the scale, put it on a plate, weighed the caustic soda, filled a bowl with water, weighed it on the scale, and poured it into another ceramic basin.
Inside, I calculated the proportions and felt that it was almost done.
Then I poured the caustic soda into the ceramic basin little by little, and at the same time, I stood from a distance and stirred it up with a doenjang rake.
Azhong could see clearly from the side and asked: "Do we need to dissolve all the alkali into this water?"
Seeing Jing Xiaotian nodding, he then said: "Put it down and I'll do it."
As he said this, Azhong pushed Jing Xiaotian aside.
Azhong was afraid that the hot water dissolved in alkali would splash out and injure Jing Xiaotian.
It's just that he really thought too much.
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When Jing Xiaotian was in school, she liked to do experiments very much, so she was very confident about small things like dissolving caustic soda.
But now Jing Xiaotian didn't want Azhong to feel strange, so she He let go
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