In the Jiangnan water town, soft drizzle and rippling water are the standard scenery.

In the early morning, the rain stopped, and in the morning after it cleared up, it seemed that many young grasses and red willows had suddenly appeared.

One night passed, it was still the country in the south of the Yangtze River with small bridges and flowing water, apricot blossoms and spring rain; the Nantang mountains and rivers with light clouds and gentle winds, the sound of oars and the shadow of lights; perhaps the Qinhuai and Jinling capitals in the west where merchants gathered and people were singing and dancing; they were all nestled against the red backdrop.

Cui, another night wasted in the indulgence of the morning banquet.

Su Chen had no idea what changes had taken place in the current situation of the small imperial court in Jinling. He only cared about how his business would be today!

After he got up, he stretched in the yard, then went to the kitchen to see that the saponified materials had been completed. He put salt into the pot and stirred to fully dissolve the salt and promote the coagulation of the soap base.

This process would still take several hours, so after Su Chen finished his work, he went out as agreed to bring Old Man Zhang the manuscript of the first episode of The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

The original author of "Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties" is Chu Renhuo. The book has one hundred chapters in total. It is a novel with dual characteristics of heroic legend and historical romance. Taking the peasant uprising in the late Sui Dynasty as the background of the story, it tells the story of the fall of the Sui Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty.

It is a historical romance established in ancient China. It is not only a vernacular novel in ancient China, but also a classic legendary work that interprets historical events and praises heroes.

When he was a child, Su Chen heard the famous storyteller Teacher Tian's version. He liked it very much and felt that it was very suitable for the Southern Tang Dynasty at the end of the Five Dynasties. After all, the Tang Dynasty had just ended a few decades ago, and many historical figures and people still had memories of it, so it was translated into a story novel.

It can inject a heroic and heroic masculinity into the feminine and graceful Southern Tang Dynasty.

However, it is impossible to write down the exact same version of Chu Renhuo's version. Therefore, I can only write down the main context of the story based on my impressions.

It is strange to say that due to the fusion of soul power before and after thousands of years, the brain waves have become thicker than ordinary people, and the memory is much better than in previous lives. Many books read in previous lives and documents read in this life can be clearly recorded.

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Although it is early in the morning, the city has already recovered, and many workers have already gone to work. Some vendors selling cakes and breakfast on the streets are dancing on poles or pushing wooden wheels through the streets.

"Cooking cakes—delicious cooking cakes—"

"Yali! Crispy Yali——"

A strange combination of one large and one small passed by in the alley, causing Su Chen to stop for a while before leaving with a wry smile.

Guanhe Bridge is on the Guanhe River. The river is gurgling. There are many willow leaves that were accidentally knocked down by the spring rain last night floating on the water. It flows away along the green water. The riverbanks on both sides are lush and green. In March, the wind is beautiful and the scenery is beautiful.

Still excellent.

When Su Chen arrived at the agreed bridgehead location, Zhang Dachuan had already been waiting here.

"Good morning, Mr. Su!"

"Uncle Zhang, you were here early."

"It's not too early, it's just a while ago..." Zhang Dachuan's words were very polite, with a smile on his face, but in fact, he came to wait here by the bridge before it got light, for fear that he would miss Mr. Su Yixuan when he came to the party.

Su Chen didn't think much, he took out three stacks of paper and said, "This is the manuscript!"

"Let the old man appreciate the young master's masterpiece!" Zhang Dachuan rubbed his hands and took it excitedly.

Su Chen handed it to him, feeling a little strange. He felt that this old man seemed to be very respectful and overly enthusiastic towards him after one night.

It seems that he was stifled by the dilemma of not having anything good to say.

"Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, well, the name is very good! Oh, there is a poem at the beginning! Because the stepfather moved to Liu Xiang, Mang adopted Jiaoer to overthrow the Han family. Since ancient times, traitors have been the same, don't make the country as easy as a flower... It's really good,

Smooth!"

Su Chen didn't want to waste time here, so he waved his hand and said: "Okay, you can take it back and memorize it, and then think about how to interpret it and express that feeling. This is a legendary novel with a historical background, and many characters are fictional.

It can’t be true!”

Zhang Dachuan's smile was as bright as a chrysanthemum: "In terms of acting and storytelling, we have a good foundation and there will be no problem. Please rest assured, sir. Today we will go back to familiarize ourselves and rehearse, and we can start storytelling tomorrow!"

"Okay, you can just take the manuscript and copy it at home. But when I get my manuscript back next time, I have to replace the content for the next episode." Su Chen didn't want the manuscript to be exposed and waited for it to be printed later.

It's for book use, so you don't have to write it again yourself.

"I understand, this is written by the young master himself. Once I write it down, I will never spread it to anyone else!"

"Then I hope your storytelling will become a hit!" After Su Chen finished speaking, he waved his hand and walked away, very free and easy.

When Zhang Dachuan saw him leaving, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he squatted under the bridge and couldn't wait to read through it. After a while, he sighed: "What a talented Jinling scholar Su Yixuan!"

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When Su Chen returned home, Ling'er had already made breakfast, which was still rice porridge and pickles. He barely ate a bowl and started to carry the candied haws-selling pole and set off to sell candied haws on the street. Ling'er asked Ling'er to help him and come back at any time to pick up the candied haws.

goods.

With yesterday's bestseller, Tanghulu has become quite famous among children in the Xicao City area.

When he arrived, many children rushed to buy them.

"Ten Wen, two skewers!"

"Tie Zhu and I will buy two bunches——"

"You are all smart children, you have taken advantage again, and you will be good candidates for the exam in the future!" Su Chen praised with a smile.

Seeing that the candied haws on a stick were still selling well today, Yang Ling'er's worry finally faded away. She stood aside to help collect the money. She watched the bronze coins clattering into her pocket, pursed her lips and stopped smiling.

At the end of the day, more than 130 skewers were sold, and the revenue was about 680 yuan. By the afternoon, they were all sold out.

"How come there are no scammers who buy twenty or thirty bunches of candied haws at once today!" Su Chen looked around, but did not see the person who packed dozens of bunches of candied haws at a time like yesterday. It was a pity that the person who packed dozens of bunches of candied haws at a time did not appear, so the sale took a little longer.

If Bai Susu heard this, she would probably be very angry.

I helped you out of kindness, but you were taken for granted!

Under the setting sun, Su Chen took the money bag and took Yang Ling'er to the rice shop. He bought ten kilograms of rice, cut a few kilograms of meat and took it home.

Finally, I can improve my life and no longer have to eat rice porridge.

Su Chen checked the accounts and found that he had made a total of 100 yuan in the past two days. After deducting the cost of about 100 yuan, the profit was roughly estimated at 900 yuan.

After deducting the one hundred and twenty pennies spent on soap ingredients and the dozens of pennies spent on meat and rice at night, there were still seven hundred pennies left.

"It would be nice if we didn't have that huge debt of five hundred guan." Su Chen sighed, these few hundred guan were a thousand times different from the several hundred guan.

"Brother Su Chen, the soap paste in the pot... has become lumpy." Ling'er ran over to remind him.

"Okay, it's time to cut into pieces!"

Su Chen took out the soap liquid and placed it in the soap model box. It was about the size of a fist and rectangular in shape with warped edges on both sides. He waited for it to slowly solidify and take shape. After it was formed, it could be used.

"Is there any laundry to be done? Take a piece and use it!"

"No, it's too expensive. It's all made with money!" Yang Ling'er waved her hands, somewhat reluctantly.

She could clearly see that these dozen bars of soap cost more than a hundred cents each, almost ten cents each, and she was reluctant to use them.

Su Chen said: "You are so petty! You have to think like a poor person at the bottom. We will become the richest man in Runzhou in the future. Let's set a small goal of 10,000 yuan! You can't bear to use a piece of soap. What big things can you do with me?"

Just take it and use it."

"Ten thousand guan is too much!" Yang Ling'er was surprised.

"That's just a small goal!" Su Chen was very confident. Since soap was a scarce commodity and only he had it here, he planned to price the soap at one hundred cents each and sell it exclusively to wealthy gentry households.

Yang Ling'er followed the instructions and took two pieces of dirty clothes. She put the water into the wooden basin, soaked them, and scrubbed them with soap a few times. The dirty parts were quickly washed away, and the traces became lighter and lighter. The effect of washing and decontamination was obvious.

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Su Chen saw the actual effect and nodded with satisfaction: "It's not bad. It can be put into mass production. It seems that I will buy a few more iron pots tomorrow."

As for the next step, Su Chen plans to replace lard with vegetable oil, and then add other spices and musk to make a more exquisite, fragrant and good-feeling soap. At that time, it will cost 500 yuan a piece and sell for 1,000 yuan, so that he can pay off his debt.

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Chapter completed!