I can't go to school anymore.

Zhao Ping decided to just set up a primary school in his study.

I happened to be self-study at home.

He is indeed a disciple of a god.

Mother is relieved.

Zhao Ping not only held the book himself, but also wrote while studying.

He actually became a master.

When I have time, I still learn to study together with two young men and three young ladies.

What can I teach you knowledge that even my mother can understand?

Because Zhao Ping taught them, he often mixed his private goods.

For example, what is used to recognize literacy in pinyin instead of lying in tone?

What to use Arabic numerals instead of capital numerals?

And several good seedlings were found.

Cuizhu is the most serious.

She came to study after she finished doing things.

She is also the most sensitive to arithmetic.

She has now studied addition and subtraction.

I am knowing how to memorize the multiplication table of nine or nine.

Zhao Ping plans to let her learn the next step of multiplication and division, which is followed by a quadratic equation.

Lan'er is too young and has the worst results.

After she was hit by Zhao Ping in the palm of her hand, she shed tears and could barely recite numbers between one and a hundred, but she liked poetry;

The four Zhao brothers and sisters are between the two.

Zhao Ping was writing carefully with Cuizhu and the five-person room, and Lan'er jumped in.

This maid is the most impatient. She only has one incense stick every time she studies, so she has to go out to play.

She panted and said, "Zhao Wengweng and the others are back."

Before Zhao Ping arrived at the hall, Zhao Jie's laughter came from inside, as well as the crisp laughter of his three sons and the wife of the wife.

Seeing Zhao Ping come in, Zhao Jie's loud voice was already echoing in the hall: "Miss Mother, Xiao Langjun, the fairy soap from Zhaojiazhuang is so easy to sell. All the 200 yuan I brought this time have been sold. Some people saw that their families had finished selling, and they were disappointed and asked when they could supply the goods. The old slave agreed to deliver the goods tomorrow, so they were happy."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and then said, "Now it is mainly the aunts and sisters, the women in brothels, and a small number of businessmen."

"Especially the women in brothels and brothels like fairy soap. They bought 10 free of charge as their husband's instructions, and they bought 30 pieces of fairy soap at once."

Later, the sound of shoes hitting the ground, and the voice of my mother also came: "It seems that fairy soap has gradually been accepted by the world. The reason why women in brothels like fairy soap is particularly related to their origins, fairy soap may give them a fresh and pure feeling."

Zhao Ping stared at his mother and felt why the literary young woman, a literary young man, suddenly became a secular businessman.

Everyone's puzzled expressions and Xizi's confused eyes.

My mother smiled indifferently and glanced at everyone.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ping'er, now I finally feel relieved. I handed over twenty taels of silver to you with a kind of gamble and see if I can succeed."

"Thank you, the fairy soap was successful. It seems that the fairy charcoal and the fairy furnace should not be a big problem."

Zhao Ping felt very heavy in his heart. Under his impulse, he put heavy pressure on his mother.

Fortunately, Xianzao seems to have seen the dawn.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ping nodded and said, "Now the fairy soap can be produced with confidence and boldness, and strive to achieve a daily output of more than 1,000 yuan."

Zhao Jie was anxious, waved his hands straight and said, "Mr. Lang., the servants should do their best. The maximum output per day is only about 200 yuan, so this is difficult to complete."

Zhao Ping thought for a while, then said, "For the sake of output, I have to hire personnel."

"No, I will definitely not. This is a secret recipe for immortals. How can outsiders learn it?"

All the people, including my mother, spit out Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping walked back and forth in the room for a few steps, pondered for a while, and said, "I naturally have a way to make this, which is to use assembly line recipes."

Seeing everyone looking at him blankly, Zhao Ping had to explain: "The assembly line is to divide the production method into several steps. Each group of people is only responsible for their own links, which not only speeds up the process, but also makes it safer and more confidential... In this way, people are separated, and the production process is completely separated, and things are separated. They only know the process of their own links, and they don't know the other links. Of course, the recipe and time process are controlled by their own people."

Zhao Jie thought about it and expressed his concerns: "There are also omissions in this, and it will take a long time to do so. They will also be familiar with the craftsmanship."

Seeing everyone thinking, Zhao Ping continued: "In order to further insurance, the import of characters can be turned into twists and turns, leaving them without knowing where they have reached or what links they have already reached."

Zhao Jie suddenly mentioned a question that everyone was thinking about: "If they were connected together, they could sooner or later find out the production process. Perhaps their fairy soap quality was not as good as their own, but after all, they could also produce it."

Zhao Ping pondered for a while before saying, "This is indeed a problem. You might as well add some irrelevant links, or even opposite links."

"For example, adding a vinegar workshop next to it, so that their families can not only produce vinegar, but also disrupt their minds."

"By the way, we can even set up a soy sauce workshop at the same time. However, this increases the cost."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ping turned around to see his mother.

My mother did not answer, but asked a question:

"Ping'er, what you mentioned is the soy sauce that is only found in the palace in the legend?"

Zhao Ping nodded and said, "It's indeed soy sauce, not the sauce on the market. It has an extremely delicious taste and a proper salty taste."

Zhao Jie connected and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Zhao Ping said: "Cook the soybeans, then ferment, dry the embryo, filter, and the filtrate is soy sauce. Although the principle is simple, the process is not easy to master. The key control points are fermentation, yeast making, dry the embryo. The embryo is only a long time, and it usually takes one year to expose the sun on the open air, and the temperature gets higher and higher. Fermentation requires yeast, which is not easy to make."

Hearing this, everyone showed disappointed expressions, and Zhao Di even rushes out: "What should I do? Can't I continue to do the workshop?" After saying that, he regretted it and immediately covered his lips.

Zhao Ping took a sip of tea and continued: "The fermentation of steamed buns is to use the principle of yeast. Yeast is a tiny insect that is difficult for the naked eye to see. How to make yeast? It is made of honey, flour and urine."

When Zhao Ping said this, her mother frowned and stopped talking: "Ping'er, this is not possible. The smell of urine is too strong and it is unacceptable." While she spoke, she slapped Gao Tingqiong's nose with her hand, as if there was a smell of urine in front of her.

Zhao Ping looked at everyone, saw everyone's skeptical eyes, nodded, and said, "Mom's concern makes sense. My recipe is for outsiders. Here is a way to remove the smell of urine."

"That is to mix the ground urine with charcoal powder, stir for half an hour, and then filter it with a white cloth. After two to three times of fine charcoal powder mixed and filtered, the urine smell has been basically removed, and the things in the urine are called urea. Even the remaining faint urine smell is swallowed by small insects such as yeast."

My mother asked in confusion: "You also need to eat urine for yeast?"
Chapter completed!