Chapter 1162: I Made the Scumbag Cry Bitterly Those Years (32)
Chapter 1162: I Made the Scumbag Cry Bitterly Those Years (32)
It is simple to communicate with someone who knows how to do it after Ye Chuijin finished saying that the woman knew what she was going to do, and she hesitated for a moment after being surprised.
"Yes, yes, but the price is not easy to say. As you know, grease and essential oils are quite easy to get, and caustic soda is not easy to get. ”
Ye Chuijin nodded: "I understand this." ”
The woman looked at her and gritted her teeth.
"Well, you come with me, and I'll take you over to see."
Hearing the woman say this, Ye Chuijin smiled and declined: "Forget it today, it's a little too late." Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, still here, I'll go with you, do you think it's okay? ”
"Done!"
After agreeing on the time, Ye Chuijin walked around the department store and had a plan in his heart.
She let out a long sigh and despised her broken system again: [Tell me about you, when you can use you, you will become an artificial intellectual retard, and when you don't need you, you are more diligent than anyone else. 】
System: [......]
In this day and age, everything is lacking, but what is most lacking is "beauty".
It's not that women nowadays don't love beauty, but they are suppressed and can't love.
Clothes, accessories, cosmetics...... Once society is on track, these industries will be reborn and will reap even more dramatic rebounds than before.
But now, both the clothing industry and the cosmetics industry are in a state of withering.
Just look at the counter selling cosmetics, not only are there few categories, but they are also ugly.
The soaps are all boxy waxy yellow, and they smell the same as the current lotion, with a faint smell, not unpleasant, but definitely not fragrant.
Ye Chuijin participated in a variety show in his own world, learned to make handmade soap, and still remembers the process of making handmade soap.
Compared to the sallow soap on the counter, she is naturally confident that she can do better.
But today she came alone, so naturally she wouldn't follow others so easily.
When she got home, it was already dark, and the family left her a meal, Ye Chuijin told Zhao Lixian after eating, and Zhao Lixian nodded immediately.
Early the next morning, they went out and waited until the afternoon to return.
The woman really didn't lie to her, and after the two arrived, they led them into a small dark alley, and Ye Chuijin found that this place was like the alley behind the Xiangcheng vegetable market, all of which were bought and sold without coupons, and there were people in and out of every household.
Black market.
Ye Chuijin sighed, and then bought the oil and caustic soda that he wanted to use from the woman, and then bought a small bottle of rose essential oil and five or six kinds of pigments, and spent all the fifteen yuan.
Zhao Lixian hugged the things in his hand and felt a little sore.
"Fifteen dollars for just a few things?"
Ye Chuijin smiled: "Don't look at such a little thing, when it's done, fifteen yuan can't be stopped." ”
Zhao Lixian was skeptical.
After returning home, Ye Chuijin did not do it directly, but first drew several flower shapes on paper, as well as a few cartoon images.
After Zhao Longhai returned home, Ye Chuijin handed over the paper.
"Brother, do you think you can carve this kind of mold?"
Zhao Longhai had learned carpentry from a carpenter before, and he nodded after looking at the paper.
"It's easy."
Within two days, Zhao Longhai carved out all the molds she had drawn.
And Ye Chuijin finally took her tools and began to make handmade soap.
(End of chapter)