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Chapter 1113. Those years when I made the scumbag cry (37)

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    Luo Qiu Shuang is very confident in this handmade soap.

    After she bought it, she couldn't help but use it once. After washing her hands, her hands were clean and extremely comfortable, as if she had washed them with facial cleanser. It was not at all dry and tight after washing her hands with soap.  The feeling, and also has a rose scent.

    Hearing what Li Huahong said, Luo Qiu Shuang snorted: "I don't know. This handmade soap is much easier to use than soap."

    "You said it's easy to use, right?"

    Seeing that the two of them were still arguing, Luo Lian frowned first and handed the handmade soap to Li Huahong.

    "Okay, help me take it to the bathroom. I'll use it after dinner."

    Li Huahong took the handmade soap and went to the bathroom, and came out after a while.

    Her cheeks were slightly red, but she became quiet after returning to her seat.

    People present could tell at a glance that she must have felt unconvinced, so she washed her hands with the handmade soap first, trying to find fault.

    After taking it and washing it, he didn¡¯t say a word. He must have been convinced.

    For a while, many people had some expectations in their hearts.

    After dinner, everyone went to the bathroom to wash their hands and used the handmade soap. After they came out, they started talking about it.

    Who has seen such beautiful soap these days?  Moreover, this soap still has such a distinct rose scent after washing my hands, which smells particularly good.

    Someone who was close to Luo Qiu Shuang approached her directly and asked about the handmade soap.

    Luo Qiu Shuang was so proud that she boasted that this handmade soap was comparable to imported foreign products.

    Many people asked her to get some.

    When Luo Qiu Shuang was feeling proud, she naturally agreed.

    So as soon as the banquet was over, Luo Qiu Shuang walked back quickly.

    As soon as she arrived at the gate of the family courtyard and saw Ye Chuijin still there, she immediately came over and asked for ten.

    Ye Chuijin counted them and found that there were twelve left. He smiled and said, "There are twelve left. Miss, if you don't take them all, I'll give you four and a half dollars each."

    "Twelve is too many." The total that Toro Qiu Shuang bought on his behalf was only seven or eight, so he bought ten just in case someone wanted them again.

    "Twelve are not many." Ye Chuijin began to promote: "If you want to give someone a gift in the future, this handmade soap is the only one in the country. It is beautiful and easy to use, and the workmanship is fine and high-grade. It will be very honorable to give it away."

    Hearing what she said, Luo Qiu Shuang nodded unconsciously.

    Indeed.

    Isn¡¯t this the case today? This handmade soap has never been added by anyone. It is rare and of good quality. Haven¡¯t you seen that many elders are interested in this handmade soap?

    "Okay." After saying that, Luo Qiu Shuang took out her wallet: "I want them all!"

    After paying the money, Ye Chuijin asked again: "Do you want more salted duck eggs?"

    ¡° Salted duck eggs only cost 20 cents each. Compared to the 4.5 yuan handmade soap, it is so cheap that you feel like you are losing money if you don¡¯t buy it.

    Luo Qiu Shuang left with a bag of salted duck eggs and twelve pieces of handmade soap.

    After such a big customer left, Ye Chuijin saw that there were not many duck eggs left, so he closed the stall and left with a basket.

    It was late when I got home. Everyone in the family had cooked dinner, but no one used their chopsticks.

    Zhao Yumei looked forward eagerly, stretching her neck to look outside.

    "How much money can Punchline earn today?"

    Zhao Lixian also stretched his neck, not forgetting to ridicule her: "Look at how anxious you are, tsk tsk tsk."

    Zhao Yumei glanced at him sideways, but before she could say anything, Zhao Longhai's eyes suddenly lit up.

    "The punchline is back!" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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