Wonderful doctor and pretty peasant girl

Chapter 32

Seeing Chen Shiquan's curious expression, he couldn't understand if he talked too much, so Gu Qingya could only explain briefly: "Brother, it's not that rapeseed oil can't be used, it's just that rapeseed oil alone won't work, that soap soap can't do it. However, after using this Vegetable oil must also be added to palm oil, so that the soap soap made out of it is hard and slippery, and some beeswax is added to make it more transparent.

If we add some different herbs, we can not only make soap noodle, but also fragrant noodle and medicinal noodle. "

As if seeing a bright future right in front of his eyes, Chen Shiquan was pleasantly surprised: "Sister, do you mean that you can still make sweet pancakes?"

"Well, it can be done, but the materials are not easy to find."

With red wine, she can really make beautiful handmade soaps.

If thiosulfon could be found in this world, Gu Qingya thought to herself: There might be a good market for making some thiosulfon soap.

But if there is no if, Gu Qingya knows that at least there is no if right now, so she should honestly prepare some materials for making handmade soap.

Making handmade soap is a rare common hobby between Gu Qingya and those bad friends. Back then, she rented together with a few people for five years. Speaking of which, among the four people, only she is not the second generation rich, and the rest are all real rich. second generation.

This person is too rich, and he is too idle.

One day on the [-]th floor, everyone was showing all kinds of handmade soaps they made, how environmentally friendly, how easy to use, one saw it and shouted, and the rest of course also saw it.

At that time, I remember that Qi Xu croaked to learn. She searched Du Niang for information all night very seriously, and printed out a copy for everyone.

The most amazing thing is that she didn't get up until noon on weekends, but she got up before seven o'clock, and went to buy materials early in the morning. During the whole weekend, Gu Qingya was detained here by these three bad friends handmade soap.

At that time, seeing that she was not interested, the three of them wanted to hurt her, so they proposed: whoever did the worst would make dinner for a week.

I remember that at that time, when everyone saw her making all kinds of beautiful and practical soaps and medicinal soaps, everyone admired her for a long time, which made her proud for a long time. Later, she became more and more fond of making this handmade soap.

Unexpectedly, that forced interest can now become a means of making a living!
Thinking of this, Gu Qingya smiled, it's really not as good as God's calculation.

Chen Shiquan heard that herbal medicines are used to make fragrant soap, thinking that it would cost more than a dozen dollars to pick up ordinary wind-cold medicine, so he said worriedly: "Sister, it already costs a lot of money to make this kind of soap. If you use rare herbs, the cost will be too high and it won’t be worth it.”

If the herbal medicine has to be bought in a pharmacy, of course the cost will be high. After all, the herbal medicine in this era is still harvested by the herb pickers going up the mountain, unlike the large medicine fields in modern times.

Gu Qingya smiled at him: "No, brother, think about it, most of the things we use don't need money, so why would it cost so much? We don't need much vegetable oil, so you just need to rest assured. It's just to make fragrant pancakes I will also gather the herbs myself, and I don’t need money. Just when you are free, we will go to the inner mountain to get more beeswax and come back.”

Does this mean that they will be doing almost no business in the future?

Hearing what his sister said, Chen Shiquan's interest rose again: "In this case, let's burn more palms today, and when the oil is almost ready, we will go to the mountains to dig out beeswax."

"Okay, let's dig out the beeswax in late autumn, when the beeswax is the best."

One of the two brothers and sisters cut the palm tree and the other peeled the palm bark, adding firewood and lighting the palm tree and linden from time to time. At noon, they ate the cold steamed buns they brought.

Gu Qingya looked at the palm oil in the barrel getting deeper and deeper, but it was a pity that there were too few moso bamboos here, and occasionally found a few, but they were not big.

Otherwise, if you have the big moso bamboo in the south, you can chop a piece of bamboo, break it in two, and connect the joints, so that the wooden frame can be made longer, and there will be more palm trees in horizontal rows, and more oil will be burned...

It's useless to think about it, seeing that it's not too early, Gu Qingya looked at the small half barrels of palms on both sides, estimated that they only weighed about ten catties, and then prepared to go down the mountain, after all, it's not safe after dark.

Seeing that there was not much oil in the barrel, Chen Shiquan asked Gu Qingya to pick it up, while he picked up a load of dry firewood and walked back.

"Brother, why don't you find a hidden place to hide it, and get it back like this, the two pigs will definitely be curious."

Chen Shiquan no longer cared about what my younger sister called her stepmother and stepsister.

Chen Shiquan knew that no one should know about this, so he hurriedly said, "Sister, don't worry, we'll send it to grandma's small courtyard."

grandmother?

Hearing these two words, Gu Qingya was startled: Does she still have a grandmother?
Why has she been back for so many days, and no one at grandma's has visited her?

Gu Qingya didn't ask much, because grandma was an elder, if she, a junior, blamed grandma for not coming to see her, Chen Shiquan, an old master, would say that she didn't know how to be polite.

It doesn't matter if you don't come, in fact, Gu Qingya really thinks that if she really has a grandmother and a niece who has only been down the mountain for ten years, but she didn't visit her, there should be a reason for this.

Speaking of grandma, Gu Qingya thought of her grandma in her previous life, that Xiaojia Biyu from the south of the Yangtze River, who regarded herself as a treasure in her palm.

Grandma passed away when she graduated from college. There was only one daughter in her life, and her partner was an elder who passed away earlier. She and her elder brother were almost brought up by grandma.And the grandmother who has been a teacher for 30 years is also the first teacher for her and her brother.

Although the dry firewood Chen Shiquan carried wasn't heavy, it was bulky after all.

He was walking behind, but he thought: "Sister, take the trail on the left and go down the mountain. This road does not pass through Chenjiatun."

When Gu Qingya heard what Chen Shiquan said, she immediately understood what Chen Shiquan said. The two brothers and sisters passed through the gate of the Chen family, and there were big mouths from the eldest and third families of the Chen family, so they couldn't hide anything.

What's more, if they didn't let them see, people passed by the villagers all the way, and they knew too many people, so if they asked this and that, they would be annoyed to death.

Originally, the two brothers and sisters took a different route to avoid people, but when Gu Qingya looked at the man feeding the horses by the mountain, she rolled her eyes countless times, and she really remembered what Fan Wei said: This man really speaks of fate!

I saw Qiu Erlen standing beside the old horse, straightening the saddle of the old horse dumbly, seeing the two of them walking without even rolling their eyes.

Chen Shiquan wanted to say hello, but Qiu Mingyuan didn't seem to see their brother and sister, so he had to give up this plan, and he followed after Gu Qingya left first.

"Sister, didn't I scare you?"

This question made Gu Qingya's head full of black lines: In the eyes of the townspeople, this Qiu Erling is really a tiger that only eats people?

"Brother, I'm an adult, not a child. Besides, the scar on Qiu Erlen's face is just scary. I won't provoke him. I'm afraid he will do something?"

Thinking of his sister saying that he is an adult, Chen Shiquan seemed to remember something, rolled his eyes a few times, and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)