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Chapter 1111 Those years when I made the scumbag cry (35)

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    Luo Qiu Shuang looked at the box, feeling vaguely expectant for a moment.

    "What's this?"

    Ye Chuijin took one of them and handed it to her, and Luo Qiu Shuang couldn't wait to open the box.

    There is something in the shape of a flower lying quietly in the box.

    This flower is pink and the color is particularly beautiful.

    Ye Chuijin said: "This is handmade soap."

    "Handmade soap?" Luo Qiu Shuang was startled.

    "Yes." Ye Chuijin said, "This is a kind of soap. It is different from the ordinary soap sold in stores. Handmade soap is made by hand. The ingredients used are all natural. It is of better quality than commercial soap."  , it takes more than a month from production to completion.¡±

    Luo Qiu Shuang looked at the handmade soap in her hands, and she could still smell the strong fragrance of roses in her nose.

    It is indeed different from the ordinary soap sold in the store. The handmade soap in front of you is not the rough square shape of the soap in the store, nor is it earthy yellow.

    This small piece of soap looks beautiful like a handicraft. Even the packaging is particularly exquisite and exudes a strong fragrance.

    She has never seen soap like this.

    Suddenly, she remembered the scent of roses that the girl in front of her had when she approached her. For a moment, Luo Qiu Shuang felt a little moved.

    ¡°The reason why this girl has such a fragrance is because she used the handmade soap in front of her?

    "how much is this?"

    Ye Chuijin immediately replied: "One is five yuan, three is fourteen."

    "So expensive?!" Luo Qiu Shuang opened her eyes wide.

    Five yuan, although she is indeed quite rich, is it too expensive?  !

    "There is no way, the cost is very expensive. Most of the commercial soaps are made of soap base. The more you wash your face with commercial soaps, the more you wash your face, the dryer it will be, and it will also damage the skin. Handmade soaps are different. The more you wash your face, the more moisturized it will be. Compared with facial cleansers,  It¡¯s not bad, and it lasts longer than facial cleanser.¡± Ye Chuijin said: ¡°An ordinary soap in a department store costs more than one yuan, and a bottle of facial cleanser costs three or four yuan. Five yuan for such a good handmade soap is very cheap.  .¡±

    Luo Qiu Shuang thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.

    The facial cleanser she currently uses at home is imported and costs seven yuan a bottle. She has used it for two months and it has run out.

    But if a piece of hand-washing soap is used by the whole family together, it will not be used up in half a year.

    The facial cleanser is quick to use and the smell is not as good as the handmade soap in front of me.

    Not to mention commercial soap. A piece of ugly soap in ordinary stores costs more than one piece, and you have to use commodity coupons.

    That kind of soap does not have such a strong floral fragrance, nor does it look as high-end as the soap in front of me.

    Luo Qiu Shuang gritted her teeth.

    "Okay, I want two." After saying that, she remembered the price Ye Chuijin had just mentioned, so she quickly changed her mind: "No, I want three, fourteen yuan!"

    Ye Chuijin smiled and nodded, letting her pick the three she liked.

    After she finished picking and paid, Luo Qiu Shuang casually glanced at the basket placed next to her.

    "What is this?"

    "Oh, these are salted duck eggs."

    For city people, duck eggs are not a rare item, but now there is not even a decent restaurant outside, let alone buying salted duck eggs outside. If you want to eat them, you have to make them yourself.

    Luo Qiu Shuang has a small family and her parents are busy, so where can such a thing be found?

    "How did you sell this?"

    "Two cents each."

    Thinking of the runny salted duck eggs she had eaten as a child, Luo Qiu Shuang no longer hesitated: "I want ten." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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