Li Qingquan took out a piece of clean silk again to cover the fox fur, covered the silk that Chen Wanrong had wiped his hands on, and carefully closed the lid, then he took the box and went to the inner room.

The first sentence he said after he came out was: "Wanrong, what did you say? OK?" This thing was his most proud work in his life. He felt happy. He knew that Chen Wanrong would praise him, but he still had to ask, otherwise his vanity would not be satisfied.

The beauty of adulthood has always been Chen Wanrong's virtue. He can say something beautiful without any expense. After several dealings, Chen Wanrong always says something good to him when encountering such a thing, making him happy. However, this time it was different. Chen Wanrong only said one word: "Okay!"

He was so indifferent that he was not admiring at all. Li Qingquan stared at Chen Wanrong and asked anxiously: "Wanrong, is there any problem?"

What such a rare treasure is most afraid of is flaws. Even a little bit will affect the beauty. The slight flaws of white jade are always imperfect and will reduce their value. Li Qingquan was so anxious that he wanted to catch Chen Wanrong and ask clearly, and held his breath with nervousness.

Looking at his nervous look, Chen Wanrongxin wanted to sell sales, and heels must be finalized when selling soap, otherwise it would change. Taking advantage of Li Qingquan's happy deal, it was the main thing. He smiled slightly and said, "Old man, don't worry, what I said is really good!"

"Wanrong, you're scared me to death!" Li Qingquan breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip, half lying and half leaning on the chair, very beautiful.

His Le Taotao's mood did not last long and he gave Chen Wanrong a sentence, and he heard Chen Wanrong continue, "Old man, in my opinion, it's not good enough!"

If this was said from someone else, he would definitely treat it as nonsense, but this was said from Chen Wanrong. He was very convinced of Chen Wanrong now. As long as it was said by Chen Wanrong, he would definitely be the truth. He stood up suddenly, stared at Chen Wanrong, and asked anxiously: "Do you have any way to do better? Oh, Wanrong, you have made me suffer. This fire fox skin is extremely rare, fifty knots per piece, and few fox skins are sold for this number. What should I do? What should I do?" He turned around in a hurry, frowned, and kept paced around, like an ant on a hot pan.

He was shocked and then he would go smoothly. The purpose was achieved. Chen Wanrong comforted him and said, "Old man, listen to me and finish what I said. What I said was not good enough, not that I could do better. In my opinion, it is almost perfect to do this at this level. If I want to do better, I can't make a better tanner."

Chen Wanrong knew the formula for chrome tanning, but he couldn't make it without medicine.

Li Qingquan breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, wiped his right hand on his forehead, spread his palm, and saw that there were slight beads of sweat on his palm. Chen Wanrong was really, and he was so scared that he was half-hearted. After he was worried, Li Qingquan's kind smile returned to his face: "Wanrong, you scared my heart to be pounding. Look, these are all good things you did, and I was scared to sweat." He reached his right hand in front of Chen Wanrong.

After pausing, he asked, "Wanrong, what's wrong with you?" This was a big deal, and his eyes were so wide that the boss stared at Chen Wanrong, afraid of missing a little detail.

Chen Wanrong knew that the time was coming, so he got to the point: "Old man, there is a saying: red flowers are paired with green leaves! Beautiful red flowers still need green leaves to complement them to show their uniqueness. If there are no green leaves, who knows whether red flowers are beautiful? If you only sell fox skins, will there be only red flowers but no green leaves, and there is no embellishment?"

Li Qingquan agreed with this and nodded, "Wanrong, your words make sense. This is like a beautiful red card. If she doesn't dress up, dress up beautifully, and goes to pick up customers naked, it won't scare away the guests? Wanrong, what do you think you should use to foil?"

This is all about things that are unrelated. Chen Wanrong did business, not to analyze the truth, so he did not care what kind of metaphor he made, and smiled and declined: "My man, this matter must be decided by you. How can I, an outsider, have the nerve to talk too much?"

This move is called the tactic of hard-to-get. He obviously wanted to sell soap, but he also found a beautiful excuse to embellish himself like a saint. In the business world, you must not only have good eloquence, but also have flexible skills. Chen Wanrong is very familiar with this.

Li Qingquan's performance was as Chen Wanrong expected, and suddenly became anxious and rubbed his hands: "Wanrong, what did you say, how could I treat you as an outsider? If it were an outsider, could I show you? Wanrong, why would I ask He Sanyin to pack some beautiful paper boxes and then use silk to cushion it? Is this okay?"

Packaging is a must, Chen Wanrong nodded and said, "It should be."

Li Qingquan heard it, but Chen Wanrong was not satisfied with it. He touched his forehead and thought about it before asking Chen Wanrong for help: "Wanrong, give me an idea. The idea of ​​making fur is yours. You give me one more. I will not forget you." He was seducing the little white rabbit with carrots again.

These things are "eye of the sky" and are far away. Even if Li Qingquan fulfills his promise, he still doesn't know what time it will take this opportunity to post a message. Chen Wanrong was "very embarrassed" and thought about it, and seemed to be unable to support his favor: "Old man, thank you for your respect for me. I have made something, but I don't know if it can catch your eyes."

"Oh, what good thing? Wanrong, let me see it." Li Qingquan's curiosity aroused and asked hurriedly.

Chen Wanrong slowly put the oil paper wrap on the table and opened it. Looking at the exquisite packaging, Li Qingquan asked curiously: "Soon soap? Wanrong, what is soap?"

Carefully disassembled from the seal to reveal the light yellow soap inside. Chen Wanrong said, "Please look, old man, this is soap."

Li Qingquan's nose twitched: "The rosin smells very fragrant! Wanrong, what is the use of this? Isn't it for smelling it?"

Facts are better than words, and no matter how well they say, they are not as convincing as facts. Chen Wanrong decided to show him a live show and said, "Old man, have you got any dirty silk? You need some clean water."

This was the first batch of soaps in the Tang Dynasty. If a linen was used to test it, it would not show its preciousness, which would damage its image and affect its value. Therefore, Chen Wanrongte pointed out that silk was needed.

Li Qingquan rolled his eyes and searched the room, and then he entered the inner room. When he came out, he had a silk coat with a pattern of flowers in his hand. When he spread it, he saw a large piece of oil stain on his chest and abdomen. Li Qingquan shook and asked, "Wanrong, is this one OK?"

As soon as Chen Wanrong approached, a faint smell of rouge rushed into his nose. He glanced at Li Qingquan and saw him staring at him nervously. It was obvious that he had done nothing good and dirty his clothes. Chen Wanrong was smart, so he would not break the casserole and ask the whole story. Don’t say that he was spending money, even if he had ten red cards, it had nothing to do with him.

The oil stains should be cleaner near them, with a new color. Chen Wanrong knew that he must have washed them, but they had not washed them. In Li Qingquan's eyes, this was a stubborn stain and something that could not be washed off. It was just my wish to try the soap. He smiled and said, "If the old man is not afraid of washing them, just do it."

Li Qingquan was a little worried that it would be washed away. Then he thought that the stubborn stains would not be washed away and would have to be thrown away sooner or later. It would be better to be a living horse. He gave it a try and said, "Wanrong, you are so serious, you are sure to succeed." This matter is a bit mysterious, and you are worried.

"Old man, you pour some water on the oil stains, then apply a few smears of soap on it, and rub it a few more times to see what changes." Chen Wanrong knew that the persuasiveness he had tried with his own hands was stronger, so he asked Li Qingquan to do it himself.

There was clear water in the room. Li Qingquan poured some into the basin and poured some water on the oil stains as Chen Wanrong said. He picked up the soap and gently applied it to the silk clothes under Chen Wanrong's guidance. He saw that the oil stains were stained with light yellow soap, thinking what effect this thing has?

In a hurry to know the result, he put down the soap, held the oil stains in both hands and rubbed it gently. After rubbing it a few times, foam appeared, crystal clear and shiny, and it looked particularly beautiful. Li Qingquan was first seen in his life and couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "Wanrong, what's going on?"

Anyone who has washed clothes knows that the foam has proved that it has been overdose, of course, no soap, except for the non-foaming washing powder. Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "Old man, you will understand when you wash it off."

Soap has a lubricating effect. If you want to put a rubber jacket on the bicycle, you can lubricate it with soap and water. It saves much effort when putting it in. This is a little common sense in life. Li Qingquan's hands are covered with soap, which is soft and smooth, and is particularly comfortable. It is more comfortable than stroking the red-card girl. In order to enjoy this wonderful feeling, he rubbed it a few more times before putting it in clean water to clean it.

After washing it, I couldn't help but be surprised when I saw it, and my tone increased a lot: "Why is this, this, this, this?" It's a good thing to lose the oil stain, is it necessary to be so surprised?

Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "Old man, the effect of cleaning oil stains and sweat stains is particularly good."

"Very good, very good! I have used a lot of famous acacia powder, but none of them are better than soap." Li Qingquan nodded and asked, "Wanrong, how much does this cost?"
Chapter completed!