The liquid in the pot changed from dark green at first, to orange-red, and then to a soft milky white. Now it has turned into a crystal clear light yellow, emitting a faint herbal fragrance, just like high-grade essential oil.
Shen Qiqi carefully scooped up a small portion with a spoon and put it on the back of her hand to try it. It felt delicate and smooth, like a baby's skin.
"It worked! It really worked!" Shen Qiqi jumped up excitedly, like a child who had scored a perfect score on an exam. Her eyes shone like stars in the night sky, and the corners of her mouth were almost stretched to her ears. "Hahaha, I really am a genius!"
Lu Qing was also infected by her joy, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. Looking at her dancing with joy, his heart softened.
"Qiqi, you're awesome! I knew you could do it!" He walked over to her, gently held her in his arms, and felt her excited heartbeat, as if he had also experienced this wonderful formula journey.
"Let me try, let me try!" Lu Qing couldn't wait to grab the spoon, scooped up a little and tried it on the back of his hand. The touch was simply amazing, not greasy, not dry, and with a faint fragrance. "Wow, this feeling, I love it!" He couldn't help but sigh, like a curious baby.
Shen Qiqi raised her eyebrows complacently, her face full of pride, "Of course, don't you see who made the recipe! Humph!" After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. The laughter was crisp and pleasant, as beautiful as wind chimes, echoing throughout the kitchen.
Lu Qing looked at her beaming face and scratched her nose lovingly, "Yes, yes, you are the best, my talented little wife." He couldn't help but kiss her smooth forehead lightly, as soft as a feather, but full of love.
Shen Qiqi's cheeks flushed slightly, and her heartbeat quickened a bit, but she feigned composure and glared at him, "You're just a chatterbox! Come on, let's pour all this into the mold, and once it solidifies, we can use it!"
An ambiguous atmosphere flowed between the two of them, a warm breath spread in the kitchen, and the air was filled with a sweet smell, as if everything was still.
Lu Qing looked at Shen Qiqi stirring seriously, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to drip water. He suddenly said, "Qiqi, tell me, should we..."
Shen Qiqi paused holding the mold and looked at Lu Qing doubtfully, "Are we something?"
Shen Qiqi carefully poured the pale yellow liquid into each exquisite mold, treating it like a treasure.
The air is filled with a light herbal fragrance that is refreshing.
The solidified handmade soap has a warm color and delicate touch, just like pieces of fine mutton-fat jade.
"Perfect!" Shen Qiqi looked at her masterpiece and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
She picked up a piece of handmade soap and rubbed it gently on her hands. Rich foam emerged instantly, delicate and dense, exuding a charming fragrance.
"This foam, this texture, it's absolutely amazing!" She was as excited as a child, with joy shining in her eyes.
Looking at her cheerful expression, Lu Qing couldn't help but smile.
"Qiqi, you are awesome! This handmade soap will definitely be a hit!" He gave a thumbs up and praised generously.
Shen Qiqi raised her chin proudly, "Of course! Don't you see who made it?" She was full of confidence in her work, as if she had already seen the handmade soap selling well in the market.
"With this formula, we won't have to worry about making money in the future!" Shen Qiqi said excitedly, as if she had already seen a bright future waving at her.
"Qiqi, how do you plan to sell these handmade soaps?" Lu Qing asked. He knew that Shen Qiqi always had a lot of clever ideas and must have a plan.
"Hehe, the hermit has his own clever plan!" Shen Qiqi smiled mysteriously, keeping the secret.
She carefully packed the handmade soap, put it in an exquisite bamboo basket, and prepared to take it to the county market to test it out.
Early the next morning, Shen Qiqi brought handmade soap and Lu Qing to the county market.
The market was bustling with people coming and going, and various hawking sounds could be heard one after another.
Shen Qiqi took a deep breath and felt full of energy.
"Qiqi, where are we going to set up our stall?" Lu Qing asked, looking at the bustling crowd.
Shen Qiqi looked around, looking for a suitable position.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she saw a familiar figure.
"Let's go find Uncle Zhao!" She pulled Lu Qing and walked in one direction.
"Who is Uncle Zhao?" Lu Qing was completely confused, not knowing what Shen Qiqi was up to.
Shen Qiqi didn't answer, but just smiled mysteriously and quickened her pace.
Seeing this, Lu Qing had no choice but to follow.
"Uncle Zhao!" Shen Qiqi shouted to a middle-aged man from a distance.
The man heard someone calling him, turned around, and saw Shen Qiqi, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Oh, it's Qiqi! Long time no see, how have you been lately?"
"Uncle Zhao, I've been doing great lately! I came here today because I wanted to..." Before Shen Qiqi could finish her words, she was interrupted by Uncle Zhao.
"Qiqi, you came here today to set up a stall, right? I have reserved a seat for you!" Uncle Zhao said enthusiastically, pointing to an empty seat.
Shen Qiqi was overjoyed when she heard this. "Uncle Zhao, you are so kind!"
"We're all family, why be polite!" Uncle Zhao said with a hearty laugh. "By the way, what goodies did you bring to sell today?"
Shen Qiqi smiled mysteriously, opened the bamboo basket, and revealed the beautifully packaged handmade soap inside.
"Uncle Zhao, look, this is the handmade soap I just developed. Try it!"
Uncle Zhao picked up a piece of handmade soap out of curiosity, put it to his nose and smelled it, and a fresh fragrance came to his nose.
"Mmm, this smells good! Qiqi, your handmade soap..."
"Shh!" Shen Qiqi suddenly made a silencing gesture, pointed at a sneaky figure in the distance, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Zhao, look..."
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