Chapter 303 What is the code?

When Siming and the others came back at night, they saw a new bird's nest on the tree but didn't ask any questions.

"Achen, Juanjuan, what are you doing in the study?" He came back and asked around before he found out that the two children were in the study.

Miao Jiu and Si Tian also came over to join in the fun, wanting to see what the two children were doing.

"Dad, uncle, second uncle, I'm thinking about how to write more." Si Jinchen replied.

"Write more words?" The three of them looked at each other, not quite understanding.

"Our handwriting is too big and the letter paper is too small. We can't write a few words to Brother Mayang." Si Jinchen scratched his head and explained.

"So that's how it is. I thought it was something else." Siming had some other thoughts in his mind.

"Dad, do you know how to write as many words as possible on a piece of letter paper?" Si Jinchen turned to look at him.

Miao Jiu leaned on the desk beside him with his arms folded across his chest: "Why don't you try the code."

"What kind of horse is Dianma? Can it run fast?" Juanjuan looked at him curiously.

"Puchi!" The others all laughed.

When Si Jinchen was in Chu Zhaoning's class, he would occasionally teach them some other knowledge, but Juanjuan would always be absent-minded at such times.

"It's not a rideable horse, it's a way of writing. You can treat it as a riddle." Miao Jiu reached out and scratched her little nose.

"Juanjuan thought it was a big horse that could be ridden." Juanjuan was a little disappointed.

"Want to ride a horse?" Miao Jiu saw what she was thinking at a glance.

Juanjuan's big, sparkling eyes immediately looked at him, nodding repeatedly: "I do."

"It's not impossible. Your uncle will take you horseback riding some other day." Miao Jiu has a horse of his own, but he hasn't ridden one for a long time.

"Wow! Uncle is the best." Juanjuan immediately hugged his thighs.

Siming smiled and shook his head. This little guy is really...

He turned to look at Si Jinchen: "You and Ma Yang can create your own codes, symbols, numbers or simple patterns and see if the other party guesses it correctly."

"Once you can both understand each other, you will have your own code."

"This seems very interesting." Si Jinchen immediately became interested.

But what to set this up?

"Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly." Siming didn't intend to give him any hints. Sometimes it is better to use their imagination than to instill existing ideas into them.

"Okay." Si Jinchen was no longer in a hurry. It was just the right time for Peregrine Falcon to rest at home for a while.

"Brother, when are you planning to leave?" Si Tian remembered that they were going out.

"The day after tomorrow morning." Siming had almost finished the things on hand.

At night, after the two children fell asleep, the Si family gathered together again.

Bai Ling came back from outside at this time and saw that they had not yet rested: "Old Madam, Governor, Second Master, Uncle, and Great Aunt."

"Go and rest soon now that you're back. You've been busy all day and the only time you can have a good rest is at night." Mrs. Si said with a smile.

"Madam, I have something here and would like you to take a look." Bailing placed an oil-paper bag on the coffee table.

Si Tian reached out curiously and took the oil paper bag on the table. When he opened it, he saw a transparent object with some flower petals mixed in it.

You can still smell the floral fragrance when you hold it in your hand, which is a bit like the floral dew in rouge.

He turned to look at Si Ning: "Sister, this smells a bit like the flower dew in your workshop."

Si Ning took the oil-paper package he handed over, took the transparent block inside, lowered her head and sniffed it: "It really is."

"Second Master, Aunt, this fragrance is the result of adding floral dew."

Miao Jiu took the thing from Si Ning's hand. He couldn't tell what it was, but the feel was familiar.

Si Tian rubbed his fingers, he also felt that the touch was somewhat familiar, but when he looked up at what was in Miao Jiu's hand, he felt that it was unlikely.

All the things he had seen were white or yellowish in color, but he had never seen anything this transparent.

"This is soap." Bai Ling didn't keep the secret.

"Soap?" Old Madam Si became interested. It was the first time she saw this kind of transparent soap.

Si Tian turned to look at Bai Ling: "How did you do it?"

"Actually, I didn't make it. The lady said she didn't like the smell of modern Western soaps, so I remembered that some old craftsmen used to make handmade soap."

"I learned the production process from them, and thought I'd just add the floral dew from my great aunt's workshop at the end."

“As a result, the young lady and the young master went there yesterday and said it was not good-looking and wanted to give the soap sugar water.”

"Hu Zi originally thought that the young lady wanted to drink sugar water, but later he realized that she wanted to give soap a drink. The accountant even accused us of being wasteful because of this."

Bailing didn't know how to explain it to him.

Siming looked at the soap in Madam Si's hand and said, "There are some bubbles in it. It would be better without them."

"But this is already amazing enough." Si Ning said, turning to look at Si Tian and Miao Jiu: "Is there any workshop?"

"Sister, you don't want to make soap again, do you?" Si Tian felt that after Juanjuan came, did this open up a money-making track for the family?

"I'm not sure, but I feel Bailing is capable. It's a bit of a waste of her talent to be a shop owner." Si Ning leaned casually on the sofa armchair and looked at her with a smile.

"No, no, no. Managing a store is already difficult enough for me, and I really can't do anything else." Bailing waved her hands quickly.

She thought for a moment and said, "Aunt, I think this soap doesn't necessarily require a workshop. Children from charity halls and orphanages can make it."

"It's just that I don't know how to get rid of the tiny bubbles in this soap. It would look better if they were removed."

"There's no rush about this, but we need to find a way to deal with the bubbles first." Si Ning thought Bailing's suggestion was good.

"I think you can ask a questionnaire tomorrow to find out what else this soap likes to eat." Miao Jiu said casually.

"Okay, son-in-law." Bailing kept this matter in mind.

The next day.

Juanjuan saw Bailing was still at home: "Sister Bailing."

Bailing smiled and handed her the finished soap: "Look, Miss, this is the soap you made when you ate Tangtang last time."

"Hey! Why are there so many little bubbles?" Juanjuan frowned and looked at the soap in her hand.

"Miss, besides candy, what else does Zaozao like to eat? Is it because we don't feed him enough that there are so many bubbles?"

Bailing looked at her with a smile.

"That's right! Zaozao also likes to drink strong wine." Juanjuan looked down at the soap in her hand: "It got angry because it didn't get to drink strong wine, so it turned into a lot of small bubbles."

"Then Sister Bailing, go back and make it again and let it drink strong wine, so it won't be angry." Bailing agreed with a smile.