He Lin took the soap in his hand, shook it and said:
"Would any of you want to try some soap?"
Naturally, all the girls were very supportive, and He Lin was their husband-in-law.
"I'll come," Xi Zhihui was the first to stand up, "Mr., I want to give it a try."
The corners of He Lin's mouth raised slightly: "Then you are lucky, I will help you wash your hair."
"What?" Xi Zhihui's eyes widened and she waved her hands repeatedly, "That's absolutely impossible."
The other women also looked shocked and couldn't believe it at all.
In the Great Chu Empire, men were king. How could a man wash a woman’s hair?
"My lord, you must not do this."
"We can take care of these little things."
"...."
All the girls rushed forward to help He Lin.
As a modern person, He Lin has a very equal concept of men and women, and it's just a matter of washing his hair.
He grabbed Xi Zhihui's slender wrist and said, "You and I, husband and wife, talking about those things, don't we seem to be inseparable."
Seeing that the others seemed to still have something to say, He Lin said firmly: "Don't say it, either of you. I'll clean it up for you too when I get the chance."
Xi Zhihui's eyes flashed with light, and her heart was extremely moved.
She followed He Lin's instructions and sat silently on the chair.
He Lin tested the water temperature and then helped Xi Zhihui wash it.
The way he washes his hair is naturally not very clever.
But in his previous life, when he was cutting his hair, he had seen Tony wash his hair many times, and he could still do the simple steps.
Xi Zhihui felt her hair gradually become moist, and the foam stuck to her cheeks.
She observed it carefully for a while, then smelled it and found that it exuded a light fragrance.
Xi Zhihui said in surprise: Sir, this thing smells so good!
He Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "What's the point? I'll add spices to it in the future, which will make it smell better. You will all smell good by then."
What he said was very ambiguous.
All the girls blushed and watched He Lin's movements more intently.
He Lin washed Xi Zhihui carefully, wiped it dry, and muttered: "It's a pity that there is no hair dryer, it doesn't dry so fast."
All the girls were a little confused. Pi Xiaofeng was the first to ask, "Ms. sir, what is a hair dryer? It sounds like it is for blowing dry air."
The corner of He Lin's mouth twitched slightly, he looked at Pi Xiaofeng and laughed and said: "Listening to your words, it's like the same words. Xiaofeng, you have quite a sense of humor."
Although the girls couldn't understand He Lin's divine words, these words seemed very funny, and they all covered their mouths and snickered.
Pi Xiaofeng also turned slightly red and lowered his head.
Nowadays, people call He Lin the words of gods when he sometimes says some strange things.
They felt that He Lin could be so powerful and create some weird things.
It's all because he has a different brain and speaks different words.
After everyone joked about it, Xi Zhihui's hair was dried.
Xi Zhihui stroked her hair, her eyes as bright as stars:
"Mr., my hair is so soft. This is something I have never felt before."
The girls walked to Xi Zhihui's side and gently touched her with their hands.
Their eyes all lit up, and they chatted in a group.
He Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth and did not comment too much.
After all, the best thing he has ever used among his women is soap, which doesn't even make any foam.
How can it compare with soap?
Xi Zhihui felt the changes in her hair, smelled the fragrance, and said in surprise:
"Sir, if you take this thing out, it will definitely sell better than briquettes."
He Lin had already planned it, but he still waved his hand and said:
"Don't worry, let's take care of the briquettes first, and then launch these things later."
The following days became busier and busier.
He Lin rented several stores in the town, mainly selling briquettes, and has become a sales base in Yongkang County.
It's still twenty cents, and it can be sold for more than 10,000 yuan every day.
This is equivalent to more than 200 taels of silver a day.
Many people are already jealous of this business, and everyone, whether He Lin or not, can hear Xi Zhihui's report.
In the stores in town, there are always some inexplicable people wandering around, as if they are peeping at something.
He Lin was not interested. If briquettes could not be industrialized, they would still be a small business and would not become a big industry.
He wants to set his sights on commodities with more significant profits.
But He Lin was not idle either. He was thinking about how to improve the soap process.
Distilled water was something he had to create.
If He Lin wanted to make this thing in his previous life, he could do it at home.
But now, it is extremely difficult.
Mainly the distillation device, if the airtightness is not good, it is too easy to make mistakes.
In the end, He Lin used an old-fashioned method, using hemp tendons and tung putty to enhance the airtightness of the device.
In this way he can produce measured amounts of pure water.
With the rectifier device, He Lin can do even more things.
At that time, there will be no problem in extracting spices, pigments, and even high-purity alcohol.
Time passed day by day, and on the seventh day, He Lin was able to make a relatively perfect soap.
Xi Zhihui burst in from the courtyard in a hurry.
He Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Xi Zhihui, who was usually calm and mature, and calm when things happened, with this anxious look on his face, he knew that something must have happened in the honeycomb briquette business.
"Ms. sir," Xi Zhihui couldn't help shouting loudly as she watched He Lin playing with some strange instruments.
"Has a merchant started selling briquettes?" He Lin put the tools in his hands aside and asked calmly.
Xi Zhihui's anxious face froze slightly, and then she opened her lips slightly and said:
"Ms. sir, have you known this for a long time? Did someone tell you before me?"
He Lin shook his head slightly and laughed softly:
"Your husband, I have a clever plan. These things have already been in my mind."
He also pointed to his brain and showed a mysterious smile.
"Then what should we do?" Xi Zhihui looked at He Lin's smile and felt calm.
He Lin slightly felt a little pity, but shrugged and said:
"Let's continue the briquette business like this and start lowering the price. For five cents a piece, as long as we can sell the briquettes."
Xi Zhihui's mouth opened slightly and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed: "Ms. sir, this... we used to buy each for twenty cents."
He Lin hugged Xi Zhihui's waist and said patiently:
"Now that competing products have appeared in the market, do our products have any other advantages? We can only engage in price wars, and I don't want to haggle. Just one step to get it done."
Xi Zhihui still found it a little hard to accept that all the wealth and wealth in the world was gone.
