Behind me is the earth

"Bang! Bang bang!"

In the dense forest outside the farm, a poplar tree as thick as an adult's thigh was swaying.

As Ren Pingsheng punched the tree, large pieces of bark fell off.

Soon, a huge gap appeared in the tree.

"boom!"

As Ren Pingsheng twisted around and kicked his legs, amidst the violent sound of wind, he kicked on the tree trunk.

There was a cracking sound, the book broke, and the twenty-meter-high poplar tree fell violently.

Only then did Ren Pingsheng stand still.

He carefully looked at the stubble that he had interrupted.

This time he was beaten with fists and kicks.

Enjoyable!

"Master."

Xiaowan saw the poplar sap on Ren Pingsheng's fist, took out a small handkerchief, walked over and wiped it for him.

"Looking at my boss's entry, he is about to break through."

Liu Qiang and Chen Dachui who were standing not far away said.

"It should be soon."

Chen Dachui scratched the back of his head.

"Qiangzi, let's practice sparring."

Ren Pingsheng shouted towards Liu Qiang.

"good!"

Liu Qiang did not refuse, rolled up his sleeves and ran towards Ren Pingsheng.

"Bang!"

There was a no-frills collision, and Ren Pingsheng was pushed back several steps by Liu Qiang's extra strength from running.

And Liu Qiang felt even worse. He was stopped instantly from his extremely fast speed, and his fists were sore from the shock force, and the muscles in his arms were also trembling. He shook his arms, and his muscles contracted and recovered again.

At this time, Ren Pingsheng had already rushed over.

"Well done!"

Liu Qiang made a palm with his left hand, made a fist with his right hand, and grabbed Ren Pingsheng's wrist.

But at this time, Ren Pingsheng suddenly turned around, jumped up on the ground with his legs, and flew up like a swift cheetah. He stepped on the tree trunk and rushed up more than four meters. Then he turned around and put his head on his feet, making fists from top to bottom. He hit Liu Qiang on the head!

The sound of whistling wind came from above his head. Liu Qiang didn't panic. He turned over like a kite and dodged Ren Pingsheng's punch.

You come and go, the wind of fists roars, and Xiaowan, who is watching the battle, feels excited and nervous.

After the fierce battle, they started chasing each other in the forest, sometimes climbing up trees, sometimes fighting each other across trees.

The tree trunks shook and the dead leaves flew.

After about ten minutes, both of them stopped.

In the fierce battle, both of them were physically exhausted, and both of them were trying to regain their composure after stopping.

"Dongjia's boxing strength is much better than mine. It seems that he is not far away from reaching the muscular stage."

Liu Qiang said.

"maybe."

Ren Pingsheng nodded.

He could feel that during the sparring, although his strength and speed were obviously much better than Liu Qiang's.

But Liu Qiang's reaction speed was no slower than his own. Many of his actions were made subconsciously, but he prevented many of his attacks. If it was really a life and death battle, it was still unclear whether he could defeat Liu Qiang.

"Qiangzi, I'm going back first."

Ren Pingsheng patted Liu Qiang on the shoulder and headed out of the dense forest.

The horse was eating grass with his head lowered and his tongue curled up. When he saw Ren Ping was born, he snorted.

After Ren Pingsheng and Xiaowan got in the car, they opened the curtains and waved to Liu Qiang who was watching.

Chen Dachui pulled the reins, and the horse pulled the cart and walked along the road with its hooves.

On Ping'anfang Street.

"The Ren family's Ningxiang Zhai will earn a lot of gold every day."

I don’t know who said this sentence, but it spread like wildfire.

Many busybodies often secretly figure out how much money this shop can make every day for Ningxiangzhai.

The first batch of homemade soap has been delivered to Ningxiangzhai for sale.

Once it hit the shelves, it became an instant hit.

Although people like the maritime merchants Zheng Family, Wu Family Merchant Gang, and big landowners look down on this kind of soap that is not only not fragrant but also has a faint smell, some small landowners and businessmen, especially restaurants and butchers, are in great demand .

50 pennies, if you don't take the big picture into consideration, is roughly equivalent to about 50 yuan on earth.

A piece of soap is only for washing hands and face in the morning. If you use it sparingly, it can last about two to three months, and some people with a little wealth can also afford it.

This kind of pricing has helped Ningxiangzhai attract a lot of customers, and daily sales have increased by about 10 taels of silver.

But in terms of profit, it was only 4 taels of silver.

It accounts for less than 1/15 of the total profit.

But this is limited by production. If production increases, this number will definitely continue to expand.

The hot sales are like the jingling of copper coins, and the sweet sound also makes many people feel itchy.

"If this soap can be promoted a little and linked to the relationship between men and women's marriage, maybe the market for various types of soaps will reach a higher level."

When Ren Pingsheng's carriage passed by the entrance of Ningxiangzhai, he lifted the curtains and saw that the entrance of Ningxiangzhai was much busier than before.

When the carriage returned home, Huzi quickly came out to help hold the horse, unloaded the carriage, and tied the horse to the hitching post.

"Sir, there are two more greeting cards this morning."

Huzi took out two greeting cards carved from bamboo and wood from his pocket. The greeting cards are engraved with identity and name, similar to business cards on earth.

"Tahoe Trading Gang, Hu's Trading Company."

"Are these all people who want to do the soap business?"

Xiaowan came over and took a look.

"It must be, this is not the first time."

Ren Pingsheng nodded and returned the sign to Huzi.

"You should be responsible. Find a time to gather these people together and distribute some of the homemade soap to wholesale. The price can be appropriately reduced to between 35-40 yuan.

The price cannot be too low and cannot squeeze our own market. "

Ren Pingsheng said to Xiaowan when they entered.

"But now our production has increased a bit, but it's only about 300 yuan a day, and we can sell it in our own store."

Xiaowan felt that this deal was not a good deal.

"There is no need to worry about this. At present, the production of soap is mainly limited by oil. This problem will be solved sooner or later. By then, not only will the production volume increase, but the cost will also be reduced.

Nowadays, many people have noticed the huge profits from the soap business, and it is easy to be jealous of a single business.

Now, the first is to contact these companies to pave the way for future goods.

Second, the owners of these businesses are all well-known people in Qingcheng Town. Cooperation is a bundling of interests. Now that they are in contact, it can be regarded as a good relationship. "

"Um."

People in the mansion had also heard the rumors about Ningxiang Zhai's fortune, and she understood that this was not a good sign. It gives people a feeling of storm coming.

Ren Pingsheng knew very well that Ningxiangzhai was now in the vortex of Qingcheng Town.

"This is just a soap business. In this world and in troubled times, the sky is high and the emperor is far away in Qingcheng Town, and there are no perfect laws and external guarantees.

Without strength, you can only become someone else's chicken that lays golden eggs. "