I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

【Task: To hold a soap workshop】

[Mission introduction: The inaction of an unknown village head made this impoverished and backward village even more impoverished.

The life of the folks is getting worse and worse, and some people even have food and clothing as a problem.

In order to solve this problem, Zhou Mingzhu decided to lead the villagers on the road to get rid of poverty. 】

[Task reward: 30 experience points]

【accept!reject! 】

Who does this quest description insinuate?

Moreover.

How can Gaga Village put it so unbearably.

"Mingzhu, it's good for you to have ambitions, but you have to walk step by step on the road, and eat food step by step."

Bu Fan coughed dryly and said in a lower tone.

Just kidding, let's not talk about whether it is feasible to sell soap to the world of cultivating immortals, but it is definitely not possible to deal with cultivators.

"Village Chief, I understand what you mean. Those female monks will definitely look down on this soap. I don't believe they won't buy it when I research a soap with a more fragrant smell!"

Zhou Mingzhu said with full confidence.

Bu Fan: "..."

It seems you misunderstood me.

Still, think about it.

Immortal cultivators don't care about any kind of soap. Those who can use soap are generally ordinary people.

"I've already thought of the name. My soap is called Shufujia, village chief, what do you think?" Zhou Mingzhu's eyes sparkled.

Very comfortable.

Although there is only one word difference, but will you really not be accused?

"The name fits pretty well."

Bu Fan coughed dryly.

night.

Huo Qilin took a bath with soap and ran out until his 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 hand, blowing out small bubbles one by one.

"Hurry up and go back to take a shower for me, and run out without clothes, what are you talking about!"

Bu Fan's face darkened.

You thought it was a gift!

"Okay, Xiaobai, come here too, let's wash bubbles together!"

Huo Qilin waved to the little white donkey beside him.

The little white donkey glanced over in disdain.

But Huo Qilin didn't allow the little white donkey to refuse, and dragged the little white donkey's tail to the bathroom.

Subsequently.

"hungry"

There were bursts of screams of killing donkeys.

After this washing, a piece of soap that was the size of a fist shrank to the size of a thumb.

……

The next day

Bu Fan called all the patriarchs of the village together in a private school to discuss matters.

When all the patriarchs heard that Zhou Mingzhu was going to set up some kind of soap workshop in the village, they all looked at Zhou Mingzhu at the side in unison.

"Village chief, what is this so-called soap?" Patriarch Zhou pondered.

This is not only the suspicion of Patriarch Zhou, but also the suspicion of all the patriarchs present.

"Let Mingzhu talk about this matter, after all, she brought up this matter." Bu Fan looked at Zhou Mingzhu.

Zhou Mingzhu knew that this was her opportunity to express herself, and immediately took out a basin of water, a piece of soap, and a dirty-looking cloth.

"Patriarchs, this is soap. Its effect is similar to that of saponin, but it is better than saponin. You see."

Zhou Mingzhu took a piece of soap, rubbed it on her hands a few times, and a pile of foam formed, and there was a nice smell,

"Also, washing clothes is also useful!"

Zhou Mingzhu picked up the dirty cloth and washed it with soap.

Soon.

The dirty cloth suddenly became much cleaner than before.

The eyes of the surrounding patriarchs lit up, and they tried the soap with their own hands. They felt that the soap was really easy to use, and the smell was also very fragrant.

But there are still some patriarchs who have different opinions.

In their opinion, there are a lot of saponins growing in the back mountains, which are also used for washing clothes and bathing, so why waste money to buy this soap for use.

However, it's not that they spend money on workshops, and they will not strongly oppose it.

After all, as Zhou Mingzhu said just now, when the workshop is set up, it will hire people from various ethnic groups who have no land to work.

In their view, this is a great thing.

after that.

Zhou Mingzhu wanted to set up a workshop in the village, and it exploded in Gaga Village all of a sudden.

"Have you heard that Zhou Mingzhu of Zhou Laogen's family is going to run a workshop?"

"Really? Isn't their family's string incense business doing well? Why do they suddenly want to open a workshop?"

"How would I know?"

"Then what kind of workshop will their family run?"

"It seems to be called something comfortable or a workshop, I don't understand either."

"Comfortable Workshop? Why do I sound weird?"

"Whether it's strange or not, I've heard that their family has to hire a lot of people to work in the workshop, and the wages are higher than those in the town!"

"Really?"

"It could be true. I also heard that Song Yuanwai from the village plans to co-operate with Zhou Mingzhu to run this workshop!"

For a while, the villagers talked a lot.

But compared to the Zhou family's need to run a workshop, they are more concerned about the workshop's recruitment of people to work.

Although there is still no such thing as a workshop nowadays, it must be no problem for the big landowners in the village, Song Yuanwai, to cooperate in running a workshop.

In order to be able to work in the workshop, many villagers went to Zhou Laogen's house to make friends, which made Zhou's family unable to drive away or stay.

In the end, it was Zhou Mingzhu who spoke, which persuaded many villagers to leave.

And what Zhou Mingzhu said was simple, their workshop only recruited poor people in the village to work.

……

"I heard that you have cooperated with Yuanwai Song to set up 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 writing something with his head down, while Huo Qilin watched with wide eyes.

"Yeah, I'm a small peasant girl who wants connections and no ones, but Yuanwai Song is different. If I want money, I have money, and if I want connections, I have connections. If I cooperate with him, I will surely make money!"

Zhou Mingzhu didn't turn her head back, she pressed the end of the brush against her chin, as if she was thinking about something.

"Are you not afraid that Yuanwai Song will know your formula?" Bu Fan asked with a slight smile.

"If I'm afraid, I won't cooperate with him!"

Zhou Mingzhu didn't care, "As long as the formula of this soap is intentional, it can still be imitated. It's just a matter of time.

And what I have to do is to spread the reputation of my comfortable home soap before others imitate it. The louder the reputation, the better.

After I become famous, I can get some high-quality soaps that no one else can imitate. This kind of soap is not affordable for most people, and it is still a limited edition! "

"You don't know some things, the more limited you are, the more people want to buy them."

As she spoke, Zhou Mingzhu's eyes were filled with confidence.

"You really have an idea!" Bu Fan laughed.

"Of course, who told me to be..."

Zhou Mingzhu paused, and immediately changed her words: "Who made me the village head's proud disciple? As the saying goes, a famous teacher produces a good student. Without a famous teacher, how could there be a good student like me."

"Stop doing this!"

Bu Fan shook his head, but did not expose Zhou Mingzhu,

"Miss Mingzhu, what is your painting about?" Huo Qilin pointed to the paper on the table and asked.

"Here, it's the construction drawing of the workshop. You see, this is the cafeteria, and this is..."

Zhou Mingzhu was very interested, and described the scene of her future workshop with Huo Qilin.