Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 344 Improvement

Song Ying frowned: "That requires a mold, we don't have one, eh, we can use a bamboo tube!"

"How can a bamboo tube become a block?" Luo Yanxing was a little overwhelmed.

"After it's dried, split the bamboo tube and cut it into pieces like this, then they will become round pieces," Song Ying said as he gestured.

Luo Yanxing followed her gestures and description and finally understood what was going on. "I remember there is a bamboo forest not far from the city gate. I'll go cut some bamboo!"

Lin Wenxuan said, "No, Aunt Chen next door uses it. I'll go ask her for one."

As he said this, he went to Aunt Chen's house and soon brought back a whole green bamboo.

Song Ying only removed the thicker part at the bottom and cut it off above the bamboo knot. After cleaning it, he put the mixed mixture of pig pancreas bean powder and stove ash into it.

"Shake it first before putting it in, so you can put more in." Luo Yanxing did not forget to remind.

After packing, let it air-dry for a few days as usual, then split the bamboo tube, take out the black pancreas inside, and cut it into small pieces with a knife.

In addition to its pitch-black color, there are also some coarse stove ash particles in it, making it appear not so fine.

After a moment of silence, Song Ying comforted them: "This is just a test, the effect is the most important. Next time, remember to pick out the larger residues in the ash first. Let's try it first."

Luo Yanxing thought it made sense, so she also picked up some pot ash and tried it out this time.

When you wet your hands, apply soap, and gently rub them, the effect is very obvious. As you rub, you can clearly see that the black soot on your hands is pushed around and is no longer firmly stuck in place. Even if you haven't washed them with clean water, you can clearly know that the stains have been washed away!

The three of them were very surprised. Lin Wenxuan urged, "Stop rubbing it, both of you. Wash it off in clean water."

He is looking forward to the final result.

Song Ying and Luo Yanxing put their hands in a basin of clean water, rubbed them again to clean them, and then took them out. There was no stain on their hands, and it didn't look like they had been stained with pot ash at all!

The two were very surprised. In their memory, pot ash had never been washed off so easily!

Song Ying stretched out her hand and took a closer look. "It feels a little more moisturized than before washing, and it feels very refreshing, without that greasy feeling."

"Really?" Luo Yanxing also stretched out his hand to take a closer look.

Lin Wenxuan looked at his own hands, then at theirs, and simply washed his hands with clean water, then took them out to compare with theirs.

At first, when the water was not dry, his hands were naturally moister, but as the water stains on his hands slowly dried, the difference was quite obvious. Song Ying and Luo Yanxing's hands were more moisturized, even though they had washed them earlier.

Lin Wenxuan exclaimed: "This effect is really good!"

After witnessing the effect, he no longer resists using this pitch-black soap to wash his hands. What his junior sister said is right, at least it will be clean in the end!

He picked up the soap and tried it, and saw that his hands were black at first, and then they were completely washed away by clean water. You know what, under this comparison, his hands felt whiter and cleaner!

"I think it can be sold!" Luo Yanxing was very excited. She looked at the sky and said, "I will go to the city to sell it tomorrow!"

I worked in the fields for a while today before rushing to the city. It's getting late now. If I don't set out to go back, I'll have to grope in the dark later.

"Okay, I'll bring some back to Shen's house tonight and see if I can sell them."

Although the effect is very good, it ultimately depends on whether it can be sold. After all, people who are willing to spend money to buy soap to wash their hands may not mind getting their hands black.

Poor people like Song Ying who don't mind will not spend extra money to wash their hands. For them, it is better to use the money to buy more food to fill their stomachs.

When he returned home in the evening, Song Ying took some of the dark white round pancreas he had made initially and some of the black round pancreas he had made this time and went straight to the kitchen.

The maids and old women in the big kitchen often have their hands wet, so moisturizing soap is even more necessary for them. If even they are unwilling to buy it, then the other maids probably won't buy it either.

Arriving at the kitchen, after the usual greetings, Chunfang, who was free, wanted to go in to get food for Song Ying, but Song Ying stopped her and said, "Sister Chunfang, don't worry. My friend made some pancakes. Since they are made by one person, the price can be much cheaper. Do you want some?"

"You have a friend who can make pancakes?" Chunfang was surprised.

"Sister Song Ying is a doctor, so it's not surprising that her friend can make pancreas. Aren't all those ointments, facial creams and lip balms basically made by doctors?" Chun Liu replied, and then asked expectantly, "How much cheaper can it be?"

This was the first time Song Ying knew this, and then he thought of the method of making pancreas, which was recorded in "Qian Jin Fang". People who read this book are basically doctors, so this statement makes sense.

However, she had never seen her master and uncle tinkering with these things, and they were also making ointments for healing injuries.

Song Ying didn't mention the price first, but took out two kinds of pancreas and said, "This is the first time she has made it. Take a look first."

When the maids who had gathered around after hearing the noise saw the pancreas, they were greatly disappointed. It was so different from the ones sold in the shop, especially the fact that it was black and dirty. How could it be used to wash hands?

Song Ying saw their disappointment and said quickly, "Don't blame this soap. It's because it has something special added to it, so it can clean more cleanly. If you don't believe me, try it. It can even wash away the soot in the pot very quickly! And after washing, it is moisturized without drying out the skin, and it's not greasy. It's very refreshing!"

As she spoke, she took out a piece of black soap and handed it to them.

Faced with the pitch-black soap, none of the maids were willing to reach out to take it. Such a black thing looked so dirty.

Song Ying: “…”

She switched the soap between her left and right hands. "Don't worry, it won't get on your hands."

Seeing this, Xiaolu finally took the soap and asked doubtfully, "Can it really be cleaned?"

"Yes!" Song Ying was very sure. "You can try it. You won't know whether it works until you try it yourself."

Xiaolu and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never seen black pancreas before. It looked like charcoal.

"I'll try it for you." Song Ying took the black pancreas back from Xiaolu's hand and dipped it in some pot ash from the stove. "Just watch."

She wet her hands, applied soap, rubbed them, and showed them to the others, "Look, have you washed them off? Just wash them again with clean water."

Faced with the dirty hands she stretched out, the maids dodged them one after another.

Seeing this, Song Ying did not insist on letting them see it, but washed it with clean water again, and then held out his hand to them: "Look, is it clean now?"

Xiaolu held her hand, looked at it carefully, and said in amazement: "It's really clean!"