[Task introduction: The inaction of a certain unknown village chief made this poor and backward village become even more impoverished.
The lives of the villagers are becoming less and less prosperous, and even food and clothing are a problem for some families.
In order to solve this problem, Zhou Mingzhu decided to lead the villagers on the road to get rid of poverty.】
[Task reward: 300,000 experience points]
【Accept!Reject!】
Who is this mission introduction insinuating?
Moreover.
There is no place in Nouo Village that can be said so badly.
"Mingzhu, it's a good thing that you have ambitions, but the road must be walked step by step, and the food must be eaten step by step."
Bu Fan coughed dryly and spoke in a lower tone.
Just kidding, let’s not talk about whether selling soap to the world of immortal cultivators is feasible, but dealing with immortal cultivators is definitely not possible.
"Village Chief, I understand what you mean. The female monks will definitely look down on this soap now. When I develop a soap with a better smell, I still don't believe they won't buy it!"
Zhou Mingzhu said with confidence.
Bu Fan: "..."
It seems you misunderstood what I meant.
However, I thought about it and let it go.
How can a person who cultivates immortality appreciate soap? Those who can use soap are ordinary people.
"I've already thought of a name. My soap is called Safeguard. Village chief, what do you think?" Zhou Mingzhu's eyes sparkled.
Very comfortable.
Although there is only one word difference, is it true that he will not be accused?
"The name fits the bill quite well."
Bu Fan coughed dryly.
night.
Huo Qilin took a bath with soap and ran out until his whole body was covered in foam.
"Brother, look at this bubble, it's so fun!"
Huo Qilin's small body was covered with white foam, and he made a circular gesture with his hands and blew out small bubbles.
"Hurry up and take a shower. You run out without clothes. What are you talking about?"
Bu Fan's face darkened.
Do you think this is a welfare gift?
"Okay, Xiaobai, come here too, let's wash the bubbles together!"
Huo Qilin waved to the little white donkey on the side.
The little white donkey glanced disdainfully.
But Huo Qilin couldn't tolerate the little white donkey's refusal and dragged the little white donkey's tail towards the bathroom.
Later.
"Hungry"
The screams of killing donkeys could be heard.
After washing, a piece of soap as big as a fist shrank to the size of a thumb.
…
the next day
Bu Fan summoned all the village chiefs to discuss the matter in a private school.
When all the clan leaders heard that Zhou Mingzhu was going to build a soap workshop in the village, they all looked at Zhou Mingzhu standing aside.
"Village chief, what is this so-called soap?" Chief Zhou pondered.
This is not only the doubt of the Zhou clan leader, but also the doubt of all the clan heads present.
"Let Mingzhu talk about this matter. After all, she brought it up." Bu Fan looked at Zhou Mingzhu.
Zhou Mingzhu knew that this was her chance to show off, and immediately took out a basin of water, a piece of soap, and a dirty-looking cloth.
"Fellow clan leaders, this is soap. It has similar functions to soap locust, but is more effective than soap locust. You see."
Zhou Mingzhu took a piece of soap and wiped it on her hands a few times, and a bunch of foam started to form. There was also a nice smell.
“Besides, it’s also useful for doing laundry!”
Zhou Mingzhu picked up the dirty cloth and washed it with soap.
Soon.
That very dirty piece of cloth suddenly became much cleaner than before.
The eyes of all the clan leaders around him were bright, and they all tried the soap with their own hands. They felt that the soap was really easy to use and smelled very fragrant.
But there are still some clan leaders who have different opinions.
In their opinion, there are a lot of soap locusts growing in the back mountains, which are also used for washing clothes and bathing. Why waste money on buying this soap to use?
However, since they are not spending money to build a workshop, they will not strongly oppose it.
After all, Zhou Mingzhu just said that when the workshop is set up, landless people from all ethnic groups will be hired to work.
In their opinion, this is a good thing.
after.
Zhou Mingzhu's plan to set up a workshop in the village suddenly caused a stir in Nomo Village.
"Have you heard that Zhou Mingzhu of Zhou Laogen's family is going to start a workshop?"
"Really or not? Isn't their Chuan Chuan Incense business doing very well? Why do they suddenly want to set up a workshop?"
"How do I know?"
"Then what kind of workshop do they want to run?"
"It seems to be called something comfortable or a workshop, but I don't understand it either."
"Comfortable Workshop? Why do I sound weird?"
"Whether it's strange or not, I heard that their family has to hire a lot of people to work in the workshop, and the wages are more than those in the town!"
"real?"
"This can be fake. I also heard that Song Yuanwai from the village plans to set up this workshop in partnership with Zhou Mingzhu!"
For a time, the villagers talked a lot.
But compared to the Zhou family running a workshop, they were more concerned about recruiting people to work in the workshop.
Although workshops are still a thing of the past, it would be no problem if Song Yuanwai, the big landowner in the village, could cooperate in running a workshop.
In order to be able to work in the workshops, many villagers came to Zhou Laogen's house to establish friendship, but the Zhou family was unable to either leave or stay.
In the end, Zhou Mingzhu spoke up and persuaded many villagers to retreat.
Zhou Mingzhu's words are simple: their workshop only recruits poor people from the village to work.
…
"I heard that you cooperated with Yuan Song to run a soap workshop?"
Under the peach tree.
Bu Fan held the book, leaned on the bamboo chair, and looked at the two people beside him.
At this moment, Zhou Mingzhu was lowering his head and writing something, while Huo Qilin watched with big eyes.
"Yes, I am a small peasant girl who needs connections but not connections, but Song Yuanwai is different. I need money and connections. If I cooperate with him, I will definitely make a profit!"
Zhou Mingzhu didn't look back and pressed the end of the brush against her chin, as if she was thinking about something.
"Aren't you afraid that your formula will be known to members of the Song Dynasty?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"If I were afraid, I wouldn't cooperate with him!"
Zhou Mingzhu didn't care, "The formula of this soap can still be copied if you are careful. It's just a matter of time.
What I want to do is to spread the reputation of my Comfort Home Soap before others imitate it. The louder the reputation, the better.
Once I become famous, I will be able to make some high-quality soaps that others cannot imitate. This kind of soap is something that most people cannot afford, and it is a limited edition!"
"You don't know that for some things, the more limited you are, the more people will want to buy it."
As he spoke, Zhou Mingzhu's eyes were filled with confidence.
"You really have some ideas!" Bu Fan smiled.
"Of course, who told me to be..."
Zhou Mingzhu paused and immediately changed her words: "Who made me the village chief's proud disciple? As the saying goes, a famous teacher produces a good disciple. Without a famous teacher, there would be no good disciple like me."
"Stop doing this!"
Bu Fan shook his head and refused to expose Zhou Mingzhu.
"Sister Mingzhu, what is this painting of yours?" Huo Qilin pointed at the paper on the table.
"This is the workshop construction drawing. You see, here is the canteen, here is..."
Zhou Mingzhu was very interested and described the scene of her future workshop with Huo Qilin.