After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister Chapter 22

    It's a new day, and the sun is slowly rising in the east.

    It was a sunny day, and it was completely impossible to see that the storm raged yesterday.

    Master Zeng was sleeping soundly, when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

    He frowned and sat up, put on his clothes to open the door, "What happened in the early morning?"

    The subordinate's face was full of urgency, "Head, someone over there has fallen ill with a high fever, and the situation is very dangerous."

    The prisoners are divided into four groups, and they live in different families. He is in charge of one group. How can I not report an accident?

    Another official came quickly, "Head, there are people over there who are sick, what should I do?"

    Lieutenant team also came, "I'm not in a good situation over there, someone burned badly."

    Master Zeng rubbed his eyebrows, these people are too weak, they will fall ill when it rains. "Statistically, how many people are there in total? Gather the sick people together to facilitate management."

    "Go ask the village chief, where can I get a doctor? Hurry up and get one."

    "Yes."

    "No one is allowed to run around."

    "Yes."

    I don't know if I don't check, but when I checked, I was shocked, and nearly half of the prisoners fell ill.

    Like the old lady Mu, she couldn't get sick, and she was completely burned out, holding the hand of the eldest son to eat some roasted venison, hehe.

    Master Zeng ordered the patients to be moved out, so as not to get sick.

    As they were discussing things, everyone smelled the smell of food and couldn't help looking right and left.

    "It's so fragrant, where's the fragrant..." Deputy Li suddenly reacted and ran to the kitchen.

    Others followed, scrambling for the first step, for fear of falling behind.

    In the kitchen, the smoke is full of smoke, the aroma of the food is fragrant, and the smell makes you hungry.

    "Miss Mu San, what did you cook?"

    A slender figure turned around, smiling brightly, "Chicken porridge."

    Open the lid, and a large pot of chicken porridge with full of color and aroma comes into view, instantly awakening the taste buds.

    Second Master Mu took a big spoon to make porridge for everyone, while mu Ziang was in charge of dividing the puff pastry, and Mu Zicheng handed over portions of pickled radishes.

    Deputy Team Li couldn't wait to drink a big mouthful of chicken porridge, "Ah, it's so hot." He couldn't bear to spit it out when it was hot, and he swallowed it, it was delicious too.

    The layer cake looks as thin as paper, the outer layer is crispy when you take a bite, the inner is salty and delicious, soft and multi-layered, the layers are distinct, and the taste is particularly rich.

    He drank two bowls in one go, and the speed slowed down. The pickled radish was sour and sweet, which made people appetite.

    He never imagined that even the side dishes made people shine.

    "I never knew radishes were so delicious, I never touched them before."

    "This puff pastry is delicious with the delicious and smooth chicken porridge."

    Mu Wanqing had taken her own portion back to the house to eat, she deliberately took a little more, for fear that it would not be enough.

    Mr. Mu was sweating profusely after eating and was full of praise.

    There was a knock on the door, Mu Wanqing got up and opened the door to see that it was Mu Rongxue.

    "Third sister." Mu Rongxue said that she was really passing by, but she accidentally smelled the fragrance of the food, and the foot took root as if it had its own consciousness, sticking to walk here No.

    Her eyes fell on the tempting chicken porridge, and she couldn't control her craving any longer, and she swallowed, "That...I want to buy a meal, is that okay?"

    She can't stand dry food anymore! I just want to have a bite!

    Mu Wanqing was surprised, "Are you rich?"

    "Yes." Mu Rongxue took out bits and pieces of silver from her arms.

    Mu Wanqing didn't ask where the money came from, "A bowl of chicken porridge, a layer of puff pastry, thirty cents."

    Mu Rongxue's eyes lit up, she put the money in and squeezed into the room, "Can I stay here to eat?"

    Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, Mu Rongxue couldn't wait to pick up the chicken porridge and took a bite, the delicious taste buds exploded on the tip of the tongue, feeling comfortable.

    Her tears came down, this is what people eat.

    "Good times." She lisps her strong affection.

     become like this.

    Mu Rongxue finished eating, and before she could wipe her mouth, she looked at Mu Wanqing eagerly, "Third sister, I want to buy more to take home and give to sick family members."

    Most of the Mu family fell ill, but she and Mu Jinyao were all right.

    It can only be said that Quhan Decoction is still useful.

    Mu Wanqing prepared more, but the amount was limited, "My father and brother are still cooking, they didn't eat."

    She is only in charge of cooking and nothing else.

    With Mu Rongxue's arrogant character, she would definitely turn her head away when she was rejected, but looking at the steaming food and thinking about the wonderful delicacy just now, she... rushed over and grabbed Mu Wan Qing's arm swayed stiffly, once and again.

    I got used to shaking it, she was cheeky and coquettish, "Third sister, please, I know you are a good person, little fairy sister, a kind-hearted little fairy, help me Bar."

    The corner of Mu Wanqing's mouth twitched, she learned it from those little brats, and she's selling it now.

    It was too much to deal with, Mu Wanqing had no choice but to take out one portion, which was not much.

    Mu Rongxue jumped up happily, "Thank you third sister, you are the best, I like you the most."

    This familiar appearance made Mu Wanqing speechless, wasn't she arrogant before? Sister, the character is broken.

    Mu Rongxue took the food and was about to go out. When she turned her head, she saw Mu Er and his son, their eyes widened, looking like a ghost.

    Second Mu and his son silently made way and watched her leave.

    "Why does this girl seem to have changed? Before, her nostrils were pointed at us, and she ignored her."

    Mr. Mu Er smiled and put the meal on the table, "Human, you will be sensible after suffering."

    Second Master Mu thinks about it too.

    After dinner, Mu Wanqing asked her second brother to invite Master Zeng over.

    Master Zeng was busy early in the morning, and when he was free, it was almost noon.

    He stood by the well, a little dazed, "What's the matter?"

    Mu Wanqing pondered for a while, "Master Zeng, how is the situation?"

    Master Zeng frowned, "A few people are very ill, let's stay for three days to see the situation."

    "Three days, then..." Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes, as cunning as a fox, "Master Zeng, do you want to make money?"

    She threw a bait decisively.

    Isn't this crap? The officers and clerks worked tirelessly to **** prisoners from thousands of miles, just for the sake of money.

    Master Zeng knows that she is a smart girl and will not gossip. "Do you have any idea?"

    Mu Wanqing glanced around, only Mu Er and his son were watching.

    "I have a soap recipe I plan to make and sell..."

    Master Zeng didn't understand, "What is that?"

    Mu Wanqing looked at him in surprise, her face was full of writing, you don't know this kind of thing?

    "It is a soap for decontamination. It is specially used for washing face and bathing, and it can also be used for laundry."

    She thought about countless options and finally settled on soap.

    Low entry, low cost, small size and easy to carry, and most importantly, there is a huge market.

    Master Zeng knows saponins and has used them at home. It is a little expensive for him.

    "Who do you sell to? The poor use grass and wood ash for laundry, that one does not cost money, ordinary people use saponin, and the rich use pancreas bath beans, what is special about your product, not you can't?"

    He thinks clearly and sees things sharply.

    Mu Wanqing is not afraid of his shrewdness, but afraid of his stupidity.

    When she was purchasing supplies, she added saponin, which is made by grinding acacia.

    Saponin and soap sound similar, but they are not the same thing.

    "Saponin is not strong in detergency, and the cost is high, so it is impossible to popularize, but the soap I am talking about is low in cost, strong in decontamination, and can be used by thousands of households. It will be A huge consumer market."

    She talked eloquently, with light in her eyes, "It can be made into two kinds, one is cheap and easy-to-use soap, and it follows the civilian route, not to mention the rural people, but the market people in the town. , who is always making ashes? It's inconvenient."

    "When the city uses it, the villagers will naturally follow suit. I fully believe in the life wisdom of the working people."

    She paused, "There is also a soap made with expensive spices and made into a beautiful shape for the rich, I can make more than their existing toiletries. For good things, quality is the key.”

    Master Zeng is very moved, but he is cautious by nature, this is not a trivial matter, "I have to think about it..."

    Before he finished speaking, two square soap bars appeared in front of Mr. Zeng.

    One piece is much more ordinary, and the lining is ordinary.

    "I made it last night, sir?"

    It is actually very simple to make soap, all you need are lime water, lye, grease.

    Animal oil, such as lard, can be used for fat.

    The burning of wood ash into water is lye water, and the ratio can be adjusted. She has made soap in the laboratory, and she knows it very well.

    Master Zeng's eyes were all stared, and he picked up the golden bar of soap, with carvings on it, extremely delicate and unprecedented.

    He sniffed lightly, a faint fragrance, very nice. "What does this add?"

    "Wild chrysanthemum." In autumn, there are wild chrysanthemums everywhere, which can be picked easily.

    The more Mr. Zeng looks, the more he likes it. If he has money, he also wants to buy a piece of this soap. "How much does such a piece cost?"

    Mu Wanqing stretched out two fingers, "Twenty pennies."

    Master Zeng gasped, the price was beyond his imagination, "What about this?"

    Mu Wanqing looked at the ordinary soap, "Ten Wen."

    Wild chrysanthemum does not cost money, but it is artificial.

    Master Zeng's blood rushed to his forehead, his blood was boiling, he had a strong premonition that there was a huge opportunity now.

    However, he calmly said, "I'll try first."

    He took off his dirty coat and started it himself. After soaking the clothes in well water, he rubbed a layer of soap and washed them vigorously, and the clothes were as clean as new.

    His eyes brightened, and it was indeed better than saponin, "Okay, great, it is better than saponin. Miss Mu San, this can be done!"

    Mu Wanqing smiled and said calmly, "Then, let's talk about how to cooperate first."

    She's targeting partners, not subordinates, which has a very different meaning.

    Master Zeng was stunned for a moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes, "Tell me."

    Mu Wanqing has long thought about it, and tentatively said, "I will provide the recipe, you provide the materials, and we will divide it into three or seven."

    When Master Zeng heard this, she immediately became unhappy. Does she mean that she will not pay a dime? Still want to account for three percent?

    "You alone account for 30%, and we are 30 people, do you think it's appropriate?"

    Did she forget she was an outlaw?

    Mu Wanqing looked calm and pointed at her head with a slender finger, "I have a recipe, I have a sales idea, I have a brain like gold, it's perfect. Besides, how do you You know, I only have one formula?"

    The last sentence made Mr. Zeng's heart completely moved. The identity is not important, the important thing is to be able to make money! "I can only give you ten percent."

    Mu Wanqing pouted, looking disgusted, "Twenty percent."

    "One and a half."

    Mu Wanqing pondered for a while, then frowned, "Deal."

    Master Zeng's mood is very complicated, and he always thinks that he was fooled by a girl's film?

    Mu Wanqing was not at all worried that he would go back on it, the core technology was in her hands.

    "This time is an experiment, and there will be another time if the cooperation is pleasant."

    This is just a part of her plan, she has to conquer these officials first and use them for her.

    What she wants is the right to speak to this team, the only and absolute!

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