The soap was made so smoothly, and the two elders made great contributions. If they hadn't helped, they might be able to take a step now. Especially when the two elders got up early in the morning to do a full preparation, which moved Chen Wanrong very much. Now they were eagerly waiting for their instructions. Chen Wanrong felt warm in his heart as if he was holding a stove, "breaking his arm and connecting the tendons". This is so reasonable, this is family affection!

"Dad, mom, there is nothing to do next. You have to wait until the cold is ready before you can do it." Chen Wanrong said while tidying up the stove: "I'll clean up the place first. You're busy getting up early in the morning. Let's rest first. When it gets better, I'll call you."

Chen Wanrong felt sorry for the two elders, but the timing was not right. The elders were excited now and didn't feel tired at all. Not only was they not tired, but they felt full of energy and had endless strength to use. They said together: "I'm not tired, but you are busy and exhausted!"

The two elders had to quarrel from time to time. There were too few things like this that they could even count them with their fingers. After saying that, Chen Wang's smiled and Chen Laoshi touched his forehead and laughed.

The three of them worked together, turned off the fire, poured waste water, and cleaned the stove.

Chen’s mould was a little small, and there were still some left after one round. Chen Wangshi seemed to have found a treasure: “Wanrong, this mother will keep it for you and wait for you to use it next time you make it.”

"This is a good baby. You must keep it away and don't lose it." Chen Laoshi's parent-like style came again, and his words were quite a commanding tone.

If Chen Wang had to contradict him in the past, today he thought he was right and made a lot of sense: "I'll put it in a crock pot."

Chen Wanrong gave up her idea and said, "Mom, you can keep this thing for washing clothes. In the future, if I need it, you can do it again. This thing for washing clothes is much better than acacia powder."

There are many types of soaps, and according to their different uses, there are soft soaps and hard soaps. Chen Wanrong does not have such clear conditions yet, so he can only generalize them. No matter which soap it is, its decontamination effect is definitely better than soap acacia. Otherwise, who would buy soap?

This is a common sense that is well-known to modern people, but it has attracted the surprise of the two elders: "Wanrong, you are not lying, are you?" Chen Laoshi's skill of being straightforward and quick-talking was used again and asked.

Chen Wangshi angrily said: "Old man, how did you speak? Can't you speak nicely with your mouth?"

"Mom, if you don't believe it, you can try it." Chen Wanrong reminded her.

It’s time to tell if it’s a mule or a horse to take a walk. It’s time to tell if the soap is easy to use. Chen Houshi was the first to agree to this proposal: “Woman, find a piece of clothing to try it.” He looked anxious and wanted to know the result immediately.

This cannot be blamed on him. Anyone would have acted like him. After a long time of struggle, who wouldn't want to know the result earlier?

"Where are you going to find clothes?" Chen Wang muttered, his eyes rolled, and asked Chen Wanrong for his opinion: "Wanrong, is your father's clothes clean?"

She was asking about filtering the three clothes. Chen Laoshi was devoted to making soap at the time, but he didn't realize it was his clothes. He couldn't understand it, so he asked, "Woman, are my clothes that dirty?"

"Your clothes are dirty than cowhide." Chen Wang replied to him.

Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, you can definitely." The soap's ability to remove dirt is not weak. Although Chen honest clothes are so difficult, they can still be washed as long as there is enough soap. Chen Wanrong has no doubt about this.

Chen Wang, who was affirmed by Chen Wanrong, was extremely happy. He lifted out three pieces of clothes from the debris bucket, shook the debris on it a few times and shook the debris on it almost to the well. Then he took the clothes to the well. Chen Laoshi held the basin containing soap in his hand and followed.

The clothes were too dirty and could not be washed like this. Chen Wanrong went to make the remaining hot water in the pot, poured it into the washing basin, then put the clothes down, rub it for a while, and cleaned the debris dipped on it for a while.

After this treatment, the hair and debris on the clothes were gone, only some oil stains left on it. Chen Wanrong put some wood ash on it, rubbed it for a while, and then rinsed it with water. The oil stains on it were almost gone. The purpose of using wood ash is to save soap.

When I shook it open, I saw that there were a lot of sweat stains on the clothes, especially the most sweat stains on the collar. Chen Wanrong applied the soap on the collar and kept rubbing it. After rubbing it, wash it with water and spread the collar. Chen Laoshi and Chen Wangshi shouted in unison: "It's really, it's so clean!"

Chen Wang washed clothes with wood ash for a lifetime, and had never used soapberry powder. When he saw this effect, he was surprised and was overjoyed. He grabbed the clothes from Chen Wanrong's hand, applied some soap on the cuffs, rubbed them for a while, washed them with water and opened them. It was as clean as the neckline, and the sweat stains had long disappeared.

Everyone knows that the dirtiest thing about a piece of clothing is the collar and cuffs. Both of them are washed so clean, so there is no need to mention other places. Chen Wang was extremely excited and couldn't help but feel happy. He put the clothes on his nose and sniffed them, and praised: "It smells so good!" He handed the clothes to Chen Laoshi: "Old man, smell them."

"I smelled it all." Chen Laoshi obviously smelled the fragrance, but still sniffed, touching his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed: "My clothes have always smelled of sweat, which has been so smelling that people are so smelling. From now on, I will no longer be tortured and can wear fragrant clothes."

Chen Wang was happy and joked: "Good old man, don't go out, be careful that someone will regard you as your little wife."

This joke made Chen Wanrong and Chen Houshi laugh.

After witnessing the effect of soap with one's own eyes, Chen Laoshi was even more worried about soap: "Wanrong, have you pressed it?"

Although the clothes were not washed, the time had been taken, so I should go and have a look. Chen Wanrong hurried back into the house, and Chen Laoshi and his wife followed in.

Chen Wanrong moved the stone away, lifted the lid and saw that the soap was pressed tightly, as if the pressed loess was broken. When he touched it with his hands, the temperature was still very high and it was a bit hot.

It takes a long time to cool it down like this. If it is cut into pieces and placed on it, it will be much more efficient. I have a certain idea. Chen Wanrong closed the lid, picked up the mold and turned it upside down, the base is facing up, and the lid is underneath. Then he disassembled the four borders. The borders are connected by tenons, and it is very simple to disassemble. Chen Wanrong considered it when making it.

When you lift the bottom plate, the clear protruding patterns appeared in your eyes, neatly, like lines on the Rubik's Cube, dividing the soap into sixteen equal parts.

He went to the stove to take out the kitchen knife. Chen Wanrong rolled up his sleeves, aimed the kitchen knife at the protruding patterns and cut it down. With one knife, a piece of long strip of soap appeared. Chen Laoshi hurriedly held it with his hand and moved it away carefully, for fear of damage.

First cut into four long strips, then cut into fist-sized blocks, a total of sixteen pieces.

"Wanrong, that's all right?" Chen Wangshi was still unsatisfied.

"It's cold first, and it's better to pack it when it's cold. It's still hot, so I have to write a few words on it." After Chen Wanrong said that, he went to the room on the left. When he came out, he had a bright wooden chisel in his hand.

This is Chen Laoshi's tool for making wooden work. Chen Laoshi suddenly became confused and asked in a daze: "Wanrong, what are you doing with a chisel? This is not a wooden work."

"Write!" Chen Wanrong answered very briefly, put the chisel sideways, aiming the sharp blade at the soap, gently stroke the soap, write down the four words "Chen's Chemical Industry" and write down the two words "Soap" in another line.

If you use a brush, you won’t say that the word is written. The chisel is hard. Chen Wanrong used it as a fountain pen. The words he wrote are not good. I can only say that they can read them. They are much better than the brush words he wrote at He’s printing shop.

Chen Houshi was confused and did not understand Chen Wanrong's intention for a moment, and asked, "Wanrong, what are you writing?"

"I'm asking? This is made by Wanrong, so of course I have to leave my name, otherwise who would know that this is made by Wanrong? I have to write tanning agents. Can I not write such a good thing as soap?" Chen Wang's ability to understand is much more agile than Chen Zhongshi.

After she reminded her, Chen Laoshi also understood that she was indeed thinking about what she said and stopped talking.

Chen Wangshi went to the house and took out two clean cloth pieces and threw them to Chen Laoshi: "Please help clean it up. Be gentle with your hands, don't break the soap." He picked up the soap written by Chen Wanrong, used the cloth pieces as a brush, and gently wiped the soap. After she wiped it, the soap scraps on the soap fell down one after another and fell on the bottom plate. The six words "Chen's Chemical" and "Soap" were much clearer.

Chen Wanrong praised her agile reaction ability from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you, mom."

"I'm very grateful for it if you have something to do." Chen Wang smiled while busy.
Chapter completed!