After a male student transmigrated into the body of a widow,

The prefectural school, the school buildings.

The prefectural school did not allow outside vehicles to enter the school, so Zheng Hao got off the oxcart at the gate of the prefectural school and walked all the way to the school building.

"Brother Zheng, you're back?"

Seeing Zheng Hao enter the schoolhouse under the stars and moon, Zhen Yuan, who had been idly staying in the room, came out.

Zhen Cheng is very proactive. A few days ago he said he was going to move to the academy, and after the ten-day holiday, he really moved in with Zhen Yuan and his luggage.

As Zhen Yuan walked toward Zheng Hao, he said, "I was worried that you wouldn't come today since it was getting late and you hadn't come to the academy. I didn't expect you to come right when the academy was closing."

With his gaze shifting slightly downwards, Zhen Yuan noticed the many things hanging from Zheng Hao's hands. Unlike when they first met, Zheng Hao was acting like a spoiled young master. Zhen Yuan stepped forward and said, "You brought a lot of things with you this time. Let me help you carry some."

In his interactions with others, Zheng Hao always knew how to maintain a proper distance, neither being too warm nor too distant, always keeping a comfortable distance for others.

Holding the rather heavy shower gel himself, Zheng Hao handed the food box to the other party and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Zhen Yuan."

Zhen Yuan took the food box and weighed it in his hand for a few moments. Then, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes. He looked up at Zheng Hao and said, "The weight of this food box doesn't seem to indicate that it contains any proper food. That shouldn't be the case. Given how your family treats you, they would definitely pack the freshest and most delicious things for you when you go back. So, what's inside should be..."

Zhen Yuan's eyes are upturned at the corners, and his gaze is captivating.

Zheng Hao didn't keep them in suspense, and parted his thin lips slightly to give the answer the other party wanted: "The food box contains a cake specially packed by my elders at home, which they asked me to bring to share with my classmates."

Zheng Hao didn't mention that the cake was specially prepared for him by Uncle Gu, because he didn't like hearing Uncle Gu's name from other people, and he especially didn't like Uncle Gu becoming a topic of conversation for others to tease him about.

Upon hearing the answer he wanted, Zhen Yuan's face, which bore a seven-tenths resemblance to Zhen Cheng's, broke into a smile. He said to Zheng Hao, "After eating the cake that Peng Zhizhi brought yesterday, I went home and sent my servant to buy some more. But your restaurant is so busy that my servant couldn't buy any. If my brother hadn't managed to buy some, I wouldn't have been able to eat a single bite of cake."

Zhen Yuan complained, seemingly genuinely, while Zheng Hao smiled slightly and said, "Then Brother Zhen Yuan, you must do me the honor of having a few more pieces of cake later."

Zhen Yuan raised his head slightly and said, "Of course, I won't stand on ceremony with you."

The two walked into Zheng Hao's house while talking. After Zheng Hao arranged his things, he began to entertain Zhen Yuan.

He took out a cake from the food box. Zhen Yuan watched as the other person took out a cake that was different from the triangular cake sold at Good Luck Restaurant. The cake in front of him was much larger than the former, and it was also a complete circle.

Zheng Hao picked up a bamboo knife and cut the cake into pieces. He then handed two pieces to Zhen Yuan and said, “I saw the candlelight in Brother Zhen Cheng’s room as soon as I entered the school. I suppose he is studying. It is getting late, so I don’t want to disturb him. I would appreciate it if Brother Zhen Yuan could deliver the cake and give him my regards.”

After receiving the two rather large cakes, Zhen Yuan was very easy to talk to. After saying goodbye to Zheng Hao, he headed to Zhen Cheng's bedroom.

After seeing Zhen Yuan off, Zheng Hao did not go to bed immediately. He took out two portions of cake from the cake he had prepared and then turned around to deliver them to his two senior brothers who lived next door.

The next day.

When Peng Zhizhi arrived at the school, panting, he saw the three of them sitting calmly in their seats, studying. He said with envy, "Now that you live in the school dormitory, you don't have to get up early to come to the prefectural school. While I was traveling, you were probably sleeping soundly in bed. It makes me so envious that I want to move to the prefectural school too."

Zheng Hao and Zhen Cheng ignored Peng Zhizhi's sarcastic remarks, but Zhen Yuan's attention shifted from his book. He looked up at Peng Zhizhi and said, "Are you telling the truth? There's still one empty seat left in the dormitory."

"However," Zhen Yuan changed the subject, his handsome and upright face revealing a hint of malice, "Living in the schoolhouse isn't as good as you think. Here, you get up at the same time as at home. There's no sleeping in. If you get up even a quarter of an hour late, just wait for the school boy to report your name to the teacher."

Seeing that Zheng Hao and the other two lived in the school dormitory without having to travel, Peng Zhizhi realized that they were not as comfortable as he had imagined. He immediately gave up his idea of ​​moving to the prefectural school and said, "Actually, living at home is quite nice too."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuan clicked his tongue and said, "It's like you're taking my life if I make you suffer a little."

Surprisingly, Peng Zhizhi did not refute the other party. For him, studying was already an extremely difficult task, so how could he accept getting up early to study?

Suddenly, Peng Zhizhi's nose twitched slightly, his expression froze, and he turned to Zhen Yuan and asked, "Did you smell anything?"

Now, not only Zhen Yuan was looking at him, but even Zhen Cheng and Zheng Hao, who had been looking down at their books, looked up at him.

Unlike his nonchalant attitude towards Zhen Yuan, Peng Zhizhi became serious in front of Zheng Hao and Zhen Cheng, saying, "Didn't you really smell a faint, refreshing scent?"

Zhen Yuan's nose wasn't that sensitive, so he didn't smell the scent the other person was talking about.

He looked at Peng Zhizhi with suspicion and said, "You must have smelled it wrong. The school isn't a cosmetics shop. Where would you find that smell?"

Peng Zhizhi was not sure about other matters, but the Peng family had a significant business in the trade of spices, and given the family's scholarly background, he couldn't be wrong.

At this moment, Zhen Cheng spoke up, "There is indeed a scent, cool and refreshing, that lingers in the air."

Peng Zhizhi may be unreliable, but Zhen Yuan has absolute faith in his elder brother.

But he really didn't smell it.

Ignoring his image, Zhen Yuan sniffed, and then he seemed to actually smell a faint, elusive scent that Peng Zhizhi had described.

Before he could speak, Zheng Hao, who had been silent, suddenly said, "The scent that Brother Peng and Brother Zhen Cheng mentioned should be coming from me."

Peng Zhizhi was surprised when he heard this. It was not that he was surprised by Zheng Hao's words, but that in all the time he had known Zheng Hao, he had never seen him use incense or wear a sachet.

Zheng Hao explained without changing his expression, "Yesterday when I took a bath, I used a shower gel made by my elders. The shower gel contains mint and other ingredients, and anyone who uses it will have a minty scent on their body. Brother Peng and Brother Zhen Cheng must have smelled this scent."

Upon hearing Zheng Hao's words, Peng Zhizhi, who was always unconventional, became curious about the shower gel he mentioned.

Ancient scholars cherished refined and elegant things. Even someone as otherworldly as Zhen Cheng would have his clothes scented daily. Peng Zhizhi asked, "I wonder if it's convenient for Brother Zheng to..."

He wanted to know what kind of shower gel Zheng Hao was using, but from the other party's words, he knew that it was something made by the elders in the other party's family. This was probably related to a family secret, and Peng Zhizhi was at a loss for what to do.

Zheng Hao thoughtfully said, "I brought some shower gel from home. If Brother Peng, Brother Zhen Cheng, and Brother Zhen Yuan are interested, I will give it to you when we return to the school. However, the recipe for this shower gel has already been sold to a friend by my elders, so I expect the shower gel will appear in the prefectural city soon."

Even though he learned from the other party that the shower gel would be available for sale soon, Peng Zhizhi was still eager to use it. Among the four, he was the most concerned about his appearance. Young people tend to sweat easily and inevitably have some unpleasant odors. As a man, Peng Zhizhi couldn't apply perfume like a girl. Now that he had this shower gel, Peng Zhizhi was very happy.

True to his word, after returning to the school dormitory after class, Zheng Hao distributed the shower gel he had specially brought from home to Peng Zhizhi and the other two.

After sincerely thanking them, the three couldn't wait to go back and use it.

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Jinhua Pavilion.

A noblewoman dressed in fine clothes, with her hair in a bun adorned with expensive jade, entered the pavilion with the help of her maid. Unlike ordinary girls who could only wander around on the first floor, a noblewoman like her was immediately led to the second floor by a special maid.

The manager on the second floor was also a woman. Upon seeing the noblewoman, she smiled and said, "No wonder I heard magpies chirping incessantly outside when I woke up this morning. It turns out that Mrs. Li has come to Jinhua Pavilion today. It's truly a joyous occasion."

Mrs. Li, who was in the prime of her life and had a beautiful face, raised her hand slightly to cover the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief after hearing what the steward said, and said: "I have only been away for two days, and your mouth has become even more sharp. However, I am not here this time to patronize your business."

Mrs. Li continued, "My mother-in-law got a few bars of scented soap from my aunt in Jiangnan. Anyone who uses it to bathe will still have a lingering fragrance on their body until the next day."

"Does your Jinhua Pavilion possess this item?"

With the help of a maid, Mrs. Li walked to a chair. After the maid bent down to wipe the table and chair clean, Mrs. Li turned around and sat down, glancing slightly at the steward.

The steward first showed an apologetic expression and said to Mrs. Li, "Jiangnan's soaps are famous far and wide, and I have heard about them more than once, but Jinhua Pavilion really does not have any soaps."

Although she had expected it, Mrs. Li still frowned.

She had been married to Mr. Li for three months, but for some reasons that were not easy to say, she was not liked by Mrs. Li. Fortunately, Mr. Li knew that she was innocent and respected her very much. However, Mrs. Li still did not feel secure and wanted to quickly gain a foothold in the Li family.

It was only with great difficulty that Mrs. Li learned that she loved soap, but the problem was that soap was only sold in Jiangnan and the capital, which gave Mrs. Li a headache.

If all else fails, she can only ask her relatives in Jiangnan to send some soap over, but if she does that, the soap that Old Madam Li bought herself will probably have to be sent back.

Mrs. Li's thoughts were in turmoil.

Just as she was struggling with what to do, the steward in front of her spoke up: "Although there is no soap in Jinhua Pavilion, but..."

Mrs. Li glanced at the steward with her beautiful eyes halfway up, and the steward immediately smiled and said, "Jinhua Pavilion recently acquired a new product that is far superior to soap. After bathing with it, not only will your body retain a long-lasting fragrance, but it will also keep your skin smooth. It is many times better than soap."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Li asked with a look of doubt, "Really?"

She wasn't unfamiliar with soap; although the old lady of the Li family disliked her, she would still treat her with some respect.

She also took a few bars of the soap that her aunt from Jiangnan had sent. The palm-sized soap was not only better than the bean powder, but also had a long-lasting fragrance. However, it had a drawback: after using it for a few days, her skin would become very dry. Every time Mrs. Li used the soap, she had to ask her maid to apply ointment for her.

However, compared to its many advantages, this drawback of soap is insignificant; it just requires some effort to fix.

Mrs. Li looked up at the manager, who assured her, "Our Jinhua Pavilion is a decades-old brand; how could we do something to ruin our reputation?"

After saying that, the steward beckoned a maid over and said, "Go and fetch a bottle of shower gel and a basin of clean water."

Upon receiving the order, the maid immediately turned and left. Soon after, Mrs. Li saw the maid carrying a basin of water, followed by another maid carrying a porcelain bottle.

The steward said to Mrs. Li, "Try using this shower gel to wash your hands."

Mrs. Li raised her eyebrows slightly, and the maid immediately stepped forward to take the porcelain bottle from the maid and hand it to Mrs. Li. Then, Mrs. Li opened the porcelain bottle, and immediately, a rich peach blossom fragrance spread out and spread around, suppressing the scent of the peach blossom balm that Mrs. Li had specially applied to her body before leaving home.

Mrs. Li didn't say anything, but she was busy pouring shower gel into her palm. The steward reminded her, "Lather the shower gel in your hands until it foams, then you can rinse with water."

Mrs. Li did as instructed. Soon, the light pink and crystalline shower gel foamed on her fair and smooth hands. A maid brought up a basin of water, and Mrs. Li put her hands, which were covered in foam, into the basin. After the foam gradually dissipated and the water in the basin became murky, Mrs. Li lifted her clean hands and then took the towel handed to her by the maid to dry her hands.

Rotating her wrist, Mrs. Li's delicate, fair hands shone with a luster. After using shower gel, she had been using soap for almost a month and could clearly feel the difference between the two.

Previously, after washing her hands with soap, Mrs. Li would immediately apply ointment to moisturize them, otherwise her soft palms would quickly become dry and peel.

However, Jinhua Pavilion's shower gel not only has the same effects as soap, but is also very gentle.

Looking at the small porcelain bottle in front of her, Mrs. Li's eyes lit up. She had originally come to Jinhua Pavilion to buy soap to please the old lady of the Li family, but she did not expect to encounter such a good thing.

With the excellent shower gel as a precedent, whether or not there is soap is not a big deal. Mrs. Li turned to the steward and said, "Send sixty bottles of shower gel to the Li residence, and the money will be recorded in the account. At the end of the month, we will directly report the expense to the Li family."

The steward enjoyed dealing with wealthy ladies like Mrs. Li, and said, "Don't worry, the shower gel will be delivered to your residence shortly!"

Just as the steward had said, the shower gel was delivered shortly after Mrs. Li returned home.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, Mrs. Li changed her clothes and took the shower gel with her to see the old lady of the Li family.

This phenomenon was not limited to the Li family. Many ladies and young men from wealthy families in the prefecture also discovered Jinhua Pavilion's bath gel. After learning about its uses, they were all overjoyed and brought it home.