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Chen Wanrong just said it casually, but he didn't expect him to agree, so he couldn't help but be stunned. I just heard Sima Chengzhen jokingly say: "Little friend, do you think your poverty is getting in the way?"
"Where, where!" Chen Wanrong hurriedly defended: "I didn't expect that a master like Taoist priest would come to this humble house. It is a great honor for me to live in poverty for a long time. I can't ask for it." In the future, I will have the opportunity to meet Sima Cheng more often. Zhen Panhuan will have a better understanding of Chinese alchemy, and maybe there will be some applicable methods.
Put a label on the essential oil jar and put it in a corner. Then he put the jar containing the mother liquor aside and said with a smile: "This thing will be useful in the future, don't dump it."
"Brother, what's the use?" Xiao Shangrong is young and extremely curious.
Chen Wanrong explained: "When we make soap now, we use spices to flavor it, which is a big expense. In the future, using this thing to flavor it, can't we save a lot of money?" The soap is expensive, and the cost of spices is The proportion is not large. However, if you really want to calculate it carefully, it is very considerable. Saving as much as possible is Chen Wanrong's moral character.
"There is such a wonderful effect!" Zheng Qing sighed.
Although it was done once, Chen Wanrong already knew that this perfume would definitely not escape. He was in high spirits and said with a smile: "Let's go to the living room to have tea and talk about something else."
Everyone was in high spirits and responded immediately, following Chen Wanrong to the living room. When they came to the living room, Niu Shangxin asked someone to bring tea and then brought chairs. Everyone found a place to sit down by themselves, drinking tea and listening to Chen Wanrong's story.
Chen Wanrong picked up the tea cup and said with a smile: "Taoist priest comes here. I never thought of it, and I dare not think of it. It is a great honor. It's just that Taoist priest is too concise. I apologize here!"
Sima Chengzhen stroked his beard and laughed: "My friend, you are serious. You are serious. It is Pindao who comes unexpectedly. It is a dream for me to be able to accept Pindao, a wandering man all over the world."
??The jokes made by foreign experts are both unexpected and kind. Uncle Wu and the others were originally a little in awe of Sima Chengzhen, so they sat far away. When they heard what he said, they couldn't stop laughing. They moved their chairs and sat closer, forming a circle around Chen Wanrong and Sima Chengzhen. The big circle looked at Sima Chengzhen happily.
Chen Wanrong drank tea and said with a smile: "Steward Niu, you have the most things to do these days, mainly shopping. Buy more pots and pans, as well as bricks, pots, and wood. Today I will try to do it, and tomorrow To start, make one pot of each variety and then mix it up.¡±
"Okay!" There was a cheer. This is so fun. You have to do every kind of thing. Isn¡¯t it too fun?
Niu Shangxin almost patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, boss, I will definitely handle it. If there are any mistakes, just kick me out."
"It's not that serious!" Chen Wanrong chuckled and continued: "Brother Wu, I have to help you."
Wu Daozi is today thanks to Chen Wanrong. He thinks that Chen Wanrong has the duty to do things: "Brother Chen, are we still polite? If you tell me something, I will do it!"
Chen Wanrong understood his desire to repay his kindness: "Brother Wu has to do this, and that is to design the packaging of the perfume. I have thought about it, and the perfume should be packaged in porcelain first." Perfume is packaged in porcelain. Pretending would definitely make people laugh in modern society, but it was a no-brainer in the Tang Dynasty.
Glass bottles are good, but the glass has not yet been made. Moreover, even if it is made, there are still other supporting measures to be implemented. It will take a long time to wait for all of them to be made. After much deliberation, it would be better to use porcelain first.
Wu Daozi thought for a moment: "Brother Chen, the packaging of this perfume uses the same porcelain bottle, or is it the same kind?"
Of course it¡¯s good to be different, but this is just a stop-gap measure. Once the glass is made, it will be replaced. Chen Wanrong smiled and said: ¡°Just use the same porcelain bottle. As for the variety, we can definitely work on the packaging.¡±
Wu Daozi responded briefly: "That's it, I understand!"
Sima Chengzhen tapped the back of Chen Wanrong's hand and teased: "My little friend, you won't leave the poor man alone, will you?"
He just looked at it, but Chen Wanrong didn't care. When he heard this, he couldn't help but was stunned and said with a smile: "Dao Changjing knows how to tell jokes. Don't worry, I will cover you with a quilt at night, so you can't dry it out."
The joke in response aroused laughter and even the sound of tea spraying. Zheng Qing and the others were laughing so hard that they were out of breath. No one would have thought that Chen Wanrong and Sima Chengzhen could be so easy-going and could talk and joke casually.
Sima Chengzhen was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Little friend, you are really good at joking. Pindao didn't mean that. Pindao meant, can you send me something to Pindao?"
When Chen Wanrong reaches out for something to do, he really can¡¯t find anything suitable for him.sp; Chen Zairong raised his eyebrows and said excitedly: "Master and disciple have only been together for three days, but master's voice and smile have been engraved in the disciple's heart, and he is always looking forward to receiving guidance from master."
It's hard to describe how much effort it took for a Meng boy to remember such things. Sima Chengzhen was very moved. He took Chen Zai Rong's hand and said with a smile: "Zai Rong, how hard it is for you to remember being a teacher! From today on, for The master will live in your house and teach you martial arts morning and night."
He is a great master of the generation, and his martial arts skills are extremely exquisite. The implication is that he will give all his money to teach him. Chen Zairong was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, Master!"
Sima Chengzhen hurriedly pulled him up and said kindly: "There is no need for these false gifts. Study hard and you will be happy as a teacher!"
"Master, disciple, please remember!" Chen Zairong was eager to accept the instruction and slapped his forehead: "Brother, the prince has something for you, but I forgot it." Although he blamed himself, he was smiling.
Chen Wanrong raised his eyebrows and blurted out: "What is it?" The thing the prince gave must be a very valuable thing. Not only Chen Wanrong was curious, but who among the people here didn't want to see what happened? (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com