Desert Island Survival: I took my concubine and raised wolf cubs

Madam Qin's reaction also made Wen Xian a little confused. She also thought it was her own memory that was confused.

So, she turned her head and asked Jiang Jingwan: "Can the soap you used in the past produce foam?"

Privately, she felt it was impossible. No matter what, there will always be a little bubble.

Jiang Jingwan paused and said: "The fragrant soap I used in the past would produce foam, but I heard that there is a kind of red paste among the people. Its fragrance is very light, almost non-existent, and it does not produce foam.

But it has bright colors, strong cleaning power, and can also be used to wash clothes. Of course, not many people can use Xiangjizi to wash clothes. "

In the past, she had only heard of this thing, but had never used it.

As the mother of a country, not only the things in the palace can be used at her disposal, but also the tribute from other countries can be used as she pleases.

Even if you use scented soap that can produce foam to wash clothes, it is enough.

"Oh?" Wen Xian asked curiously, "If there is such a thing, then who developed and sold it?"

Things always have a provenance, and I don’t know where they came from. Hong Gao, this name is really appropriate.

Jiang Jingwan shook her head and said, "I don't know about this."

But at least, it wasn't produced in the capital.

Beijing has always taken a high-end route, and there are very few such things that are close to the people.

Zhou Hui, who had been listening to their conversation quietly before, said, "I think I might know. If nothing else, this red paste is produced in Dian Kingdom."

Dian has a special geographical location. Some places are like spring all year round, which is extremely suitable for the growth of flowers.

Because of the advantage of having a hundred flowers blooming, a lot of trade has naturally occurred. And this red paste is one of them.

"They actually come from the Dian Kingdom!" Wen Xian said in surprise, "But shouldn't the price of these imported products be much more expensive? How can they still be sold in large quantities among the people?"

In ancient times, as in modern times, imported exotic goods were rare and expensive. The price of such things is often beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Madam Qin took over and said, "Doctor Wen doesn't know that the price of this fragrant paste, also known as red ointment, has been at this price for a long time.

But there are big and small boxes. The small ones are worth one tael of silver each, the medium ones are worth half a tael of silver, and the large ones are worth one tael of silver.

We may not be able to afford the big ones, but we can buy the small ones. In some families, the men can make money and treat their wives well, so they will buy them for their wives after they earn their wages. "

It is precisely because of this that red ointment has been circulated among the people for a long time, and even she knows about it.

In the past, when her husband was still alive, he would buy it for her every year. Unfortunately, since the death of her man, she has never received red ointment again.

"I see." Wen Xian concealed her inner thoughts and asked, "Does Madam Qin know the ingredients in this fragrant soap?"

The color of the soap without foam aroused her curiosity.

However, how could Madam Qin know this?

As expected, Mrs. Qin shook her head and said, "I don't know, this kind of recipe has always been a family secret treasure. Unless there are special circumstances, it will not be spread."

What's more, it's not even a country.

Wen Xian was helpless and sighed: "That's really a pity."

She put the red paste on her hand back into the box, and then continued to ask: "How much of this red paste do I have here, does Madam Qin know?"

Wen Zhan really gave her so many things that Xiaodong and Xiaoxi could fill a room.

If she didn't have an urgent need, she wouldn't even dig through these things.

But Madam Qin may know that, after all, Madam Qin is helping to clean up many of her things. Mrs. Qin smiled and said: "Yes, Doctor Wen. You also have a box of these large boxes in the warehouse. There must be at least two hundred boxes."

She was shocked when she saw it, and secretly marveled at Dr. Wen's wealth.

Of course, Wen Xian herself was shocked. She exclaimed: "Two hundred boxes, so much?"

Even if she uses and throws them away, she must have used them for several years. What was Brother Cheap thinking about buying so many of them?

However, before Mrs. Qin could reply, Xue Xiaohua, who had been huddled in the corner and ignored, suddenly stood up and said: "It can't be used, this thing can't be used."

She stared at the red paste in Wen Xian's hand and her pupils shrank. She quickly stepped forward and patted it away: "Blood, it's all blood."

Wen Xian:......

"It can't be used, it must not be used." Xue Xiaohua said to herself for a while, but then she was still worried and took Wen Xian's hand and said, "Sister Wen, the blood is blood, it cannot be used."

Wen Xian thought that Xue Xiaohua was frightened by the murder just now, so she talked nonsense.

So, she patted Xue Xiaohua's hand gently and comforted: "Okay, no, no need. Don't be afraid, there is no blood. There are only white snowflakes. We can build a snowman."

What an evil man, Balak, this man has harmed so many people because of his indifference. Look, he frightened the children.

However, Xue Xiaohua was not comforted. Instead, he grabbed Wen Xian's hand and said anxiously: "No, not here. It's this red ointment. There's blood, a lot of blood, so it can't be used."

The more she spoke, the more anxious she became, fearing that Wen Xian wouldn't listen to her.

At the same time, Carpenter Xue's voice came from outside the door: "Xiaohua, Xiaohua. Doctor Wen, is Xiaohua here?"

He heard that his daughter saw the murder scene, which made him anxious.

But he was still late, it had already happened for a while.

I don’t know how my daughter is doing, or whether she was frightened to tears.

"Dad, dad." Xue Xiaohua let go of Wen Xian's hand and ran out, then grabbed Xue Carpenter's hand and said, "Dad, red paste, there is red paste here. Please tell Sister Wen quickly, it can't be used if there is blood."

Hearing this again, Wen Xian fell silent. She suddenly felt that her hands were unclean and wanted to change her hands.

What to do, wait online, urgent.

But she realized that she was the doctor. Just doing experiments in her previous life, she had no idea how much blood was on her hands.

We can't be afraid of this little scene at the moment.

I thought that Carpenter Xue would explain this matter, but unexpectedly Carpenter Xue only looked at Wen Xian worriedly and said, "Doctor Wen, please help me. This child was so frightened that he started talking nonsense. Hong Gao , what red paste."

His wife died young and she rarely left the island, so she naturally didn't pay attention to the things women use.

Wen Xian collected her thoughts and said: "Uncle Xue, don't worry, Xiaohua is just scared. Go back and rest for the night, and I will go see her tomorrow."

She turned to Madam Qin and said, "Madam Qin, could you please take care of Xiaohua tonight? If anything happens, come to me."

No matter what Xue Xiaohua meant, it was all for her own good.

As for the blood in the red paste in Xue Xiaohua's mouth, she could find out by herself even if she didn't make it too clear.

Adding blood to something like Xiangjizi is a truly terrifying thing.

Therefore, no matter what Xue Xiaohua said was true or not, she had to find out before she could rest assured. (End of chapter)