With the promotion of the Queen's title, coupled with excellent product quality and hunger marketing, no woman can resist the temptation of soap.
At first, they were still choosing their favorite scents, but once the purchase limit rule came out, they didn't care about any scents anymore. But in the end, they still couldn't avoid scrambling to buy them.
In the inner city of Xianyang, in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Two beautiful women, elegantly dressed and with their hair adorned with hairpins, pearls and jade, were facing each other, their plump, fair hands each holding one end of the soap box, neither refusing to let go.
"I came here first, so the soap belongs to me."
"Oh, you used to dislike the odor of sweet-scented osmanthus, why do you suddenly like it now?"
"Hmph, why do you have to meddle in other people's business? I'm happy, and I can't buy it with any money. Just let me go!"
"Hehe...my sister only likes osmanthus flowers, why don't you give them to me?"
Looking at the tense situation, the salesperson was sweating profusely, but since both customers were either rich or noble, she didn't dare to step forward to dissuade them and was at a loss for a moment.
Fortunately, Qian Dafu came to inspect the supply and marketing cooperative at this time.
After knowing the reason, he immediately stepped forward to talk to her. His experienced and humorous words were like a spring breeze. As the woman's sweet laughter rang out, the conflict was quietly resolved.
The popularity of soap earned a lot of wealth for the national treasury. As the saying goes, money moves people, and the high profits attracted many businessmen.
They took advantage of the fact that soap had not yet become popular throughout the country, and they would wait every day to buy and stockpile it, then rush to other counties and sell it to the local nobles and wealthy people at double the price.
Yongcheng, Fuyang Palace.
The exquisite and gorgeous bed was covered with layers of red gauze, and one could vaguely see a graceful and plump beautiful woman leaning against a strong man.
The two men were flirting with each other, the woman's charming and seductive voice mixed with the man's heavy breathing, and from time to time there were some strange sounds of water splashing.
Just when the atmosphere was getting heated, a trembling palace maid came into the hall and reported in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, a merchant has requested an audience and wants to present you with a treasure."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
