Infrastructure: I Raise Little Ones in Great Qin

As a handicraft blogger, Chu Yuening originally thought she would live a plain and ordinary life. Unexpectedly, a moment of kindness caused her to transmigrate to the Great Qin Dynasty over two tho...

Chapter 119 Pig Pancreas Soap

A few days later, business school students gathered around the square bars of soap and marveled at them.

I didn’t expect that after a ball of pig pancreas paste was molded and dried, the finished product actually looked quite good.

Qian Duo grabbed a piece and looked at it carefully. The soap was light yellow in color and had a hard and smooth texture. Although there was still some fishy smell left, it was not a problem.

"Who of you wants to try this soap?"

"Brother Qian should try first."

Recalling the sticky and terrible touch, the students shook their heads repeatedly, their faces full of resistance.

Qian Duo glanced at his classmates with disdain. Why were they all so timid and shy? They were not as decisive as the female students in the medical school.

He remembered that when those female students were dissecting frogs, they didn't even blink, let alone change their expressions.

But no matter how disgusted he was, he still had to give it a try. Qian Duo specially ran to the canteen's kitchen to wipe the dirty rice bowl.

Such strange behavior made the aunt in the cafeteria look confused. Has this child become stupid because of studying too much?

When Qian Duo came back with his dirty hands, the other students had already diligently prepared a basin of clean water.

"Come, come, come! Brother Qian, we've got some water for you."

"Here's the soap, come and try it!"

Qian Duo did not hesitate either. He wet his hands, smeared them with soap a few times, and then rubbed his palms together vigorously.

After a while, a layer of white foam slowly emerged, and finally put them into clean water to wash, and the hands became refreshed and extremely clean.

The students witnessed this magical scene with their own eyes, and came over to take a look, and some even touched it.

Qian Duo was so scared that he got goosebumps all over his body. He pulled his hand back suddenly and screamed in despair at everyone.

"You guys should try it yourself, why are you touching my hand?"

"I didn't touch your hand."

“It’s not me!”

"It's not me either!"

The students denied it one by one. How could they do such a hooligan act? Besides, Brother Qian is a man. This is too perverted...

Thinking of this, someone secretly looked at Qian Duo's round face, shuddered unconsciously, shook his head quickly, and ran to try the soap.

After a while, after experiencing the effect of the soap firsthand, everyone stared at the only ten bars of soap.

Most scholars like cleanliness. No one wants to be unkempt and dirty, and even less does he want to dirty precious books.

"Brother Zhang, didn't you swear before that you would rather die than use soap?"

"Yes, I heard that too. We gladly accepted the soap."

"I... that was just a joke, don't take it seriously... Besides, didn't you say that, Brother Li?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

Looking at the chaotic and noisy scene, Qian Duo was speechless. He stopped two classmates who were about to fight and tried to persuade them in a cold voice.

"Stop messing around. We still need to develop soap. Time is urgent and we can't delay any longer."

"Also, if you want soap, you can make it yourself in your spare time. Now you have to hand it in to the teacher."

"ah?!"

Instantly, the students began to sigh. Who would want to experience that sticky and terrible feeling again?

But the soap-making process shouldn’t be that scary, right?

In the afternoon, in Qinian Palace.

Chu Yuening looked at the pale yellow pig pancreas soap and nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that these students in the business school are quite capable. They are so efficient and figured it out in just a few days.

Chu Yuening picked up the pig pancreas soap and prepared to try it, but her nose detected a faint fishy smell, and her stomach immediately began to churn.

"yue..."

He retched uncontrollably in his throat, and the pig pancreas soap slipped from his hands and hit the ground with a dull "bang".

The palace maids were terrified when they saw this. Did the Queen suddenly fall ill?

"My lady, what's wrong with you?"

"My lady, can you still hear me?"

"Go and call the imperial physician!"

The chaotic noise diverted Chu Yuening's attention. She took a breath and waved her hand to ask the palace maids to quiet down.

"Nothing, it's just that this soap smells fishy."

"Your Majesty, why don't you call the Imperial Physician?"

"No need, I am fine."

Looking at the concern on everyone's face, Chu Yuening felt warm in her heart, but she was not feeling unwell and did not want to cause any more trouble.

The palace maids were finally relieved to see that the queen had a rosy complexion and looked normal, but they still thought about reporting to His Majesty later.

The fishy smell of pig pancreas soap was unbearable, so Chu Yuening had no choice but to give up and let a palace maid try it.

When she saw a pair of hands as smooth as new, her eyes lit up. The effect was no less than that of modern soap.

Once the soap is developed, it will surely be good. If we design some beautiful packaging, it will surely sell for a good price!

Thinking of this, Chu Yuening's little hands began to get restless in painting.

"Get some paper and pen."

"Yes, my lady."

Considering that the main customers of the soap are women, Chu Yuening designed four patterns of "Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum".

The plum blossoms that defy the snow and frost, the orchids that bloom in the valley, the bamboos that stand tall and clear in the breeze, the elegant and beautiful chrysanthemums...

Gazing at the sections of bamboo, Chu Yuening suddenly had an idea. She moved her pen a few times and a cute panda appeared on the paper.

Hehe, no Chinese person can resist the cute panda! Although it is still as ferocious as a tiger or leopard, it is not a big deal.

Just as Chu Yuening was immersed in the painting, a familiar baby voice sounded in her ears.

"It's an iron-eating beast!"

"Well... and bamboo."

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