Qiao Zhilan heard this: "Really? OK, I'll try it too, lingling, and make a pot of water for my mother."

"Good!"

Soon, Qiao Zhilan also washed her face and touched her face and said, "Really, I will be very shattered after washing it. After washing it, my face will not hurt anymore, and I don't know how long I can take care of it."

"Mom, I should be able to take care of it for a long time." Wanning returned.

"Sister Ning, every time I cook, my face is oily. Can I wash it with this? Can I wash it off? Every time I wash it with soap, I feel that my old face becomes thicker and thicker the more I wash it."

Wan Ning laughed out loud, and Aunt Lu became more and more humorous: "Aunt Lu, I have made several pieces. I will give you and your mother a piece in a while, so I will wash my face. I will think about it later and add some materials to it, which can help you and your mother to keep it moisturize and control oil."

Aunt Lu’s skin is oily, so even if you don’t cook, it will be a bit oily in summer, and it will become even oily as soon as you cook.

When Zou Xiaorong heard this, she could control oil? "Wanning, did you say that the oil control makes people's face not greasy in this hot day?"

Wanning nodded: "Yeah, yes!"

Zou Xiaorong turned around and shouted to the upstairs: "Chengkong, Chengkong, hurry up and get down."

"Okay, right now!" Song Chengkong replied upstairs.

Zou Xiaorong turned around and said to Wan Ning: "As soon as your elder brother's face came, I came back from outside for a while, and the oil on his face was enough to copy the plate and cabbage. I have to let him try it quickly."

This batch of soap was made by Song Chengyi and Wan Ning. There were not a few pieces at first, so she couldn't bear to give it to someone, but now she heard from her sister-in-law: "Then, then this piece will be used for you and your brother. When I make it next time, I'll give you a few more pieces."

Zou Xiaorong responded happily: "Okay, I'll give my mother two more pieces at that time. In the future, our family won't have to go to the mall to buy soap."

Qiao Zhilan asked, "Lingling, are you going to make it for sale?"

"Well, I'll sell it. When I experiment twice, I'll make more to sell."

Qiao Zhilan sighed: "Hey, why did our Xiaoyi marry such a capable wife? I was so worried that no one would want him!"

Everyone was amused by her words.

At night, Wanning lay on the bed that belonged to her and Song Chengyi, holding a pillow full of his breath, thinking of him a little.

Even though he is there, he will bully himself, and it will be useless to beg for mercy, but Wanning still hopes that he is there and can sleep on his arm, which is particularly peaceful.

He was not here and always felt empty in his heart. He turned over and the moonlight outside the window was shining. I don’t know where he was now. When he was on a mission, he was tired. At night, he didn’t even have a place to rest. Thinking of this, Wan Ning couldn’t sleep anymore.

The soap was made successfully. Tomorrow, she had to go to Pingjing to find Cheng Chuhao and ask him the source of caustic soda. This time, I have to buy a little more and there are molds. This time I can order 200 of them first, and then I have to start experimenting with adding flower juice, pearl powder, etc. Where to find these things?

In a daze, Wan Ning fell asleep. After getting up in the morning for dinner, she packed up and prepared to go to Pingjing.

"Ning Ning, where are you going?" Qiao Zhilan, who came back from outside, saw her carrying a small bag.

"Mom, I'll go to Pingjing to find Cheng Chuhao to ask about caustic soda and also to customize the mold."
Chapter completed!