Chapter 287 Helping (Part 2)
Cui Qingci and Old Madam Cui quickly waved their hands and said it was not necessary.
"We don't need them in the village."
Jiang Zhiluo said, "Give it to mother and sister, you can use it later."
Madam Cui said, "Anyway, you make these. I'll tell you when I need them in the future. If you don't need them now, it would be a waste to keep them."
Mrs. Cui and Cui Qingci both knew that Jiang Zhiluo did this to make money for her business.
How could they bear to use the things Jiang Zhiluo had worked so hard to make?
Each bottle of these would cost at least several taels of silver.
Old Madam Cui and Cui Qingci were reluctant to use it.
However, Cui Qingci asked curiously, "Sister-in-law, does this have other colors?"
"Isn't lip balm always red?"
Jiang Zhiluo said, "Although they are all red, they also have different shades. For example, the juice of crushed mulberries and the juice of crushed raspberries are different in color. This slight difference makes the feeling different when applied to the lips."
"When the hawthorns and carrots are ripe, they can be used to make lip balm. The colors vary in depth."
"Different ages and clothes can be matched with different colors of lip balm."
"For example, if you're wearing light-colored clothes today, you can apply a light-colored lip balm. But it also depends on the person. People can use whatever they think looks good. There's no fixed way to use it."
Jiang Zhiluo planned to carve a number next to the bottle to indicate the color.
This will make it easier for ladies to discuss color numbers in the future.
For example, when you attend a party and see someone’s lips painted with a nice color, you also want to buy it, but you don’t know how to buy it. Just ask the color number.
Cui Qingci was extremely surprised and felt as if a new world had opened up.
Even Mrs. Cui found it a little unbelievable that there were different colors.
You don't have to use brightly colored lip balm.
After a while, when the lip balm made from raspberries was ready, Jiang Zhiluo poured it into the bottle.
This time, more than sixty bottles of lip balm were produced.
But by the time it was done, it was dark.
Jiang Zhiluo took out a small bottle, gently applied a little with a small brush, and applied it on her arm. Looking at the color on her arm, she smiled gently.
“The colors look good.”
Cui Qingci said, "I've never seen sister-in-law use rouge and powder. If she did, she would definitely look better."
In Cui Qingci's opinion, Jiang Zhiluo's beautiful appearance and temperament are unmatched by those in the capital.
Jiang Zhiluo said, "I'm not used to it."
In fact, she just thinks that her skin at this age is full of collagen, so she wouldn't be willing to put on rouge and powder.
Another thing is that applying makeup with rouge and powder takes time.
She felt that there was no need to bother.
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In this way, Jiang Zhiluo was busy making lip balm and ointment every day.
Old Madam Cui, Cui Hejin and Cui Qingci also came to help.
This will be faster.
Jiang Zhiluo also took the time to look for the village head and Zhu.
When they learned that Jiang Zhiluo was going to teach the villagers how to make brown sugar, the two of them stood up excitedly.
The two of them couldn't sit still at all.
Brothers Zhou Zhaoxi and Zhou Zhaohe also widened their eyes.
They naturally also know what it means to be able to make sugar.
“Are you really going to teach everyone how to make sugar?”
"Can we really make brown sugar?"
Zhu knew best how precious brown sugar was.
Zhu opened her eyes wide and asked Jiang Zhiluo excitedly. She really couldn't believe it.
She even suspected that she had heard it wrong.
She didn't even dare to imagine what it would mean to be able to make sugar.
This means that the women in the village can make their own brown sugar and make some money from it.
Her eldest son is sixteen years old, and she is anxious to find him a wife, but marrying a wife requires a dowry.
Nowadays, many families ask for a lot of dowry when marrying their daughters.
She wanted to find a good wife for her son, so naturally she had to prepare more betrothal gifts. Moreover, she also had to buy a lot of things for her son's wedding, and all of these also required money.
Not just a little bit.
If they rely solely on growing crops, they have to live frugally and save some money.
It’s not easy to find a job outside.
Seeing that her youngest son would soon be fifteen years old, Zhu became anxious and wanted to make money.
But it doesn’t matter if they don’t have any skills, it’s not that easy to make money.
Even though her family was the head of the village, Donghe Village was a remote little village, and people were a little disgusted when they heard the name.
Donghe Village is not the same as Yangliu Village.
It was no use for Zhu to worry.
Now there is a war going on outside, and they are hiding in the mountains and don’t know when they can get out.
I don’t know what to do every day.
But they also understand that it is good enough to be able to save their lives at this time.
And from now on, the women in the village will be able to afford brown sugar.
Jiang Zhiluo looked at the excited expressions of the village head and his family, feeling a little emotional, and said seriously, "Uncle Village Head, Aunt Zhu, what I said is true."
"I know how to make brown sugar. Initially, my family made some money by making brown sugar."
"Now I'm thinking of staying in the mountains. Since we don't have much to do, I might as well learn how to make brown sugar."
The village head also nodded and said, "Yes, yes!"
Zhu said, "Zhiluo, I know you are capable and willing to help the village. I don't know how to thank you enough."
"I think the villagers will be more grateful to you if they know about this."
Originally everyone was very grateful to Jiang Zhiluo.
The villagers knew that Jiang Zhiluo had saved them time and time again.
If Zhiluo had not told them what to do in advance, not only would the food not be saved, but even their lives might not be saved.
When the villagers thought of this, they felt a little scared.
Now Jiang Zhiluo's status in the hearts of the villagers is naturally different.
Not to mention that Jiang Zhiluo is now willing to help everyone and teach everyone how to make brown sugar.
This is a great thing for the villagers.
Their lives will get better by making brown sugar.
At least you can make money.
Jiang Zhiluo said, "But Uncle Village Chief, Auntie, I have conditions for teaching you how to make brown sugar."
The village head nodded continuously, "Of course it is."
You have to know that even if an apprentice learns skills from a master, the master will not teach seriously and will require the apprentice to work for many years.
Moreover, you have to pay fees to learn many skills from a master.
Zhu also understood this, this was certain.
Jiang Zhiluo said, "I'll teach you how to make brown sugar. You can make it during your off-season, but the quality of the brown sugar must be up to standard. You can't just mess around with it. Once the brown sugar is ready, I'll buy it at my own price. I'll be in charge of the sales process, so you don't have to worry about it."
The village head and Zhu were all shocked when they heard this.
This is not a condition, this is helping everyone.
Even though the villagers usually shout and talk loudly in the village, when they really go out to sell things, they may pout their lips and not do business with others at all.
Not to mention selling the stuff.
If we are only responsible for production and don't have to worry about sales, everyone will be so happy.
She felt that it would be much easier.
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