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All the products in the store contain oils and fats, which more or less have some unpleasant smells. They also know this, so the store has a strong smell of perfume.

When Fubao came out with a small toy in her hand, Li Shuangrong was watching people play chess under the tea shop. When he saw her come out, he quickly harnessed the chess.

Fubao: "Dad, do you like playing chess? Let's watch for a while."

Li Shuangrong shook his head: "Go home."

Fu Bao sat in the carriage, holding the small jar in his hand and examining it. The cream felt smooth and soft, and it was obvious that a lot of lard was added. They should have tried to put perfume powder in it, but the smell was strange, fishy and fragrant.

The effect is quite good, but the smell makes it less than worth it. And the jar it comes in is just average.

On the way back, Fubao specifically asked her father to go to the butcher's shop to buy a few pounds of lard, and then went to the fruit vendor and spent a lot of money to buy a few oranges. This cream is not difficult to make, she can even make it better, not only with more effects, but also with a fresh fragrance.

It's just that there are too many people who can make it, and these ladies recognize the brand of Yuxiangzhai instead of anything else. So she didn't plan to open a store to sell it herself. After all, the investment is too large, and there are not enough people, and she can't handle large-scale production.

So the first step of the plan was to make the product and then negotiate with Yuxiangzhai. She was sure that the cream she made would make them agree to cooperate.

As soon as he got home, Fubao rushed straight to the kitchen and said, "Mother, can you help me make some lard?"

Zhao Xiuer didn't ask her what she was going to do, she took the pig fat and started to work. Chongxi helped her light the fire, and she started to work in the kitchen. Fubao peeled five oranges in a row and said, "Brother Chongxi, help me cut the orange peels, very finely."

Chongxi took the kitchen knife, chopped the orange peel into pieces as she requested, and finally put it into the pan and fried it together.

Fubao and Qingyang had prepared a lot of medicinal herbs when they were on the road before, and they finally came in handy at this time. The table beside them was filled with medicinal herbs: Chinese yam, Trichosanthes, Polygonatum, Astragalus, White Aconitum, Magnolia, Chuanxiong, Angelica dahurica...

Zhao Xiuer: "What are these herbs used for?"

Fubao smiled mysteriously, called Chongwang and Chongming over, and said, "Brother, chop these herbs into small pieces, wrap them in cotton cloth, and soak them in white wine..."

After she finished speaking, the two of them immediately started working and soon they were ready.

Then, Fubao said, "Fry the soaked herbs and lard together."

Chongming poured the herbs in with a single stroke. Chongxi said quietly, "What is this for? There's so much oil, it won't be wasted, will it?"

Fubao picked up the lard residue that Zhao Xiuer had scooped out and stuffed it into Chongxi's mouth: "Brother Chongxi, don't worry, this is my secret recipe, it's absolutely reliable."

The little girl made a serious promise, causing several brothers to smile: "Yes, you are the smartest, I believe you."

The lard had been scooped out many times and was now clear. It also did not have the smell of pigs after being boiled with Chinese medicine, but instead had a herbal aroma. The pot was sizzling with hot steam, and some oil splashed out from time to time.

Zhao Xiuer distributed oranges to several people and drove them out: "Go, go out and eat. The oil pan here is splashing a lot, come back later."

A few people couldn't persuade her, so they all came out, sat in a neat row on the steps, and shared two oranges.

Chongwang broke it open, tasted one expressionlessly, and handed it to Chongming: "Eat it." Chongming was originally smiling, but when he took a bite, he froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal: "Hey, who bought this orange? It's so sweet!"

Then he stuffed half of it into Chongxi's mouth and one into Fubao's. Chongxi ate it silently, and several people looked at Fubao.

Fubao held the orange in his hands and said with concern: "Two hundred coins for an orange, this is simply robbing! But it's okay as long as it tastes good..." As he said that, he bit down hard. The sharp sour taste made his tongue feel slightly hot and the sourness went all the way into his throat.

She closed her eyes because of the sourness, and tears welled up in her eyes. When she opened her eyes, she saw the distorted faces of her brothers who were soured. She yelled angrily, "You are all bad guys!" They all laughed together.

At this time, Zhao Xiuer came out and said, "Let's see, I fried it seven times as you said."

Fu Bao quickly stood up, patted his butt, and went in. Looking at the clear and fragrant oil, he knew that he had succeeded. Now all he needed to do was...

"Yishu! Dad bought ten jars, take a look and see if you like them." Li Shuangrong's voice rang out.

Fubao ran out with small steps, and the east wind came, and the job was done! She held the white porcelain jar that Li Shuangrong brought back. The small jar with a slight bulge in the middle was very delicate, and the lid and the bottle body were exactly the same as the picture she drew, just screwed on, and the bite was precise. The small porcelain spoon next to it was just enough to apply it to the whole face.

It was worth the hour I spent yesterday. I asked Li Shuangrong to take it to the people in the kiln factory to make it.

The clear oil poured into the small jar with a pleasant sound. After filling ten jars, there was still some left. Zhao Xiuer poured the rest into an unused teacup.

Fubao said happily, "Mom, the first can is for you!" Zhao Xiuer looked at her excited look and said, "Mom, just use the one in the quilt." This thing looked precious, and she had to make money with it, so she was reluctant to give it up.

Fubao looked at her face, which was only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and she already had spots from sunburn in the fields. Although it was not obvious, which woman doesn't love beauty?

She forcefully took the rest away and said, "My little brother's skin is always flaking up, apply this on him. You use this can."

When it is completely solidified, the milky white cream exudes the bitter taste of Chinese herbal medicine and a light orange fragrance, which is safe and pleasant to the touch.

Fubao scooped a spoonful of the remaining tea from the cup and rubbed it on his hands. He put less lard, so it didn't feel sticky, and the fragrance wafted out in an instant. It was better and smelled better than Yuxiangzhai's cream.

She kept a can for herself and gave some to her grandmother and aunt.

Zhou Qiaoping: "Grandma is old and has no need for this." Fubao pretended to be angry, and she coaxed him into accepting it.

When Zhang Ercui received it, she simply couldn't let it go. She rubbed it in front of the shiny bronze mirror on her dressing table, looked at it again and again, and said happily: "Tell me what you want to eat tomorrow, and I'll show you my cooking skills."

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That afternoon, Fubao went to Yuxiangzhai with his father and Chongming.

The woman who greeted her was the same one from the day. She recognized Fu Bao at a glance and said, "Miss, you are here again. What do you want to buy this time?"

Fubao walked to the corner, looked at the things on the counter, and asked softly, "Do you accept face cream recipes?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I can't make the decision on this matter. Why don't you show me the finished product first so I can tell the boss."

Fubao didn't expect it to be so smooth, so he walked to the door and waved to Chongming. The boy walked in briskly with a small jar.

The moment she saw the jar, she curled her lips and said, "I put a lot of thought into this jar."

Fu Bao smiled and said, “Of course, the things inside will only be more carefully prepared.”

The girl spoke with such confidence that the woman was stunned for a moment. It was not until she saw Chongming open the jar and a burst of fragrance filled the air that she seriously invited the man to the backyard.