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Chapter 135 This old woman is really looking for money

The man did not expect that Ma Chunhua would take the initiative to admit his mistake, and asked a little confused: "How to make up for it?"

Ma Chunhua reached back and took out a can of shampoo from Qiuqiu's bag, raised it in front of everyone and said: "This is the shampoo my master studied. In order to compensate for the harm Jinbao did to you, I decided to wash your hair to make amends?"

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The man was a little embarrassed and felt a bit sorry to let an old woman wash his hair. He quickly waved his hand and declined: "No, no, no, it will cost me my life. In fact, I am not unreasonable. As long as you send a representative to say sorry to me, it will be fine."

Already?"

Ma Chunhua: Send a representative? Is he sure?

The man took a closer look and saw that Doctor Zhang was older than his grandfather, and Ma Chunhua was old enough to be his mother. When he looked back, only the dumb Jin Bao and the ignorant Qiu Qiu were left.

Yang Yuan felt a little regretful and slapped his mouth, it would be better not to say anything.

Seeing this, Ma Chunhua smiled slightly and said: "It's better for me to do it. Don't worry, my old lady will wash your hair as an apology. If you can't wash it well, it won't be damaged."

Mr. Jiang had been sitting on the chair with his eyes squinted and waiting. At the same time, he was also carefully observing what Ma Chunhua was planning.

The moment Ma Chunhua took out the shampoo, a smile appeared on Mrs. Jiang's face. It turned out that she was actually making this wishful thinking. This old woman was really obsessed with money.

Ma Chunhua asked someone to prepare a basin of hot water. At this time, people taking a bath knew that the magistrate was handling the case, so they gathered around their bath towels and came out to watch the fun.

At this moment, a boy had brought the basin over. At this time, Yang Yuan followed Ma Chunhua's request and came to the basin, bowed his head, and dipped his hair in water to wet it. Ma Chunhua took some shampoo in his hand and put it on his hair.

Apply it to your hair, and the foam will instantly form on your hair.

At the same time, there is also a scent of osmanthus.

People couldn't help but ask: "What is this and why does it smell so good after washing?"

At this time, Zhang Zhen introduced the function and use of this shampoo. Everyone in the bathhouse found it novel and stared at Yang Yuan's results after washing.

At first, Yang Yuan was still worried that his hair was being rubbed out of shape by the old woman, but the moment he put it in the basin, he found that his hair became smooth without combing it. Is this thing so magical?

After drying, Ma Chunhua drove Yang Yuan outside to dry her hair, and then deliberately washed the cotton towel from the store with soap. This time the soap actually smelled of sulfur.

The curious person asked: "Old lady, what is this little thing? Why does it still smell like sulfur?"

Ma Chunhua started to show off again: "This is sulfur soap. The main ingredient is vegetable oil. A small amount of sulfur powder is added to sterilize and kill viruses. It can also control oil production especially when bathing in summer like now. So

It is a must-have item for bathing, and it is much more practical than soap locust."

"How much does such a practical thing cost?"

"Twenty cents a piece."

"Is it so expensive?"

"It's not expensive anymore. Think about how much a pound of fat meat costs. Will it be eaten in one meal? Such a small piece may seem expensive, but if you use it sparingly, it can last two or three months."

Everyone, look at me and I look at you, little things are indeed very magical.

"Is there any more? Give me a piece to try. If it works well, I'll buy it next time."

Ma Chunhua smiled and took out five or six yuan from Qiuqiu's bag. Unexpectedly, she wanted to try her luck at the grocery store, but instead she started selling them in the bathhouse.

The sun at noon was fierce, and Yang Yuan's hair was dried in the sun after standing at the door for a while.

When he came back from drying his hair outside, the house was still smelling of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Seeing that everyone had a soft spot for that soap, I actually liked the shampoo with the scent of osmanthus, so I asked: "Old lady, I don't know how to sell this bottle of shampoo?"

Only then did those people taking a shower remember that there was that fragrant shampoo. They turned around and looked carefully at Yang Yuan's smooth and dark hair. If they used it to wash their hair, they wouldn't have to comb it hard.

Suddenly I also became interested in shampoo.

"This research is more complicated than the previous soap. So this shampoo is a little more expensive than this soap and soap?"

Ma Chunhua deliberately increased the appetite of these people, just to let them have an estimate in their minds, so that when she told the price later, she would not scare away a group of people.

"Boss Zhang, don't be too pretentious. Let's discuss the price directly. If it's reasonable, we'll give it to you." Boss Wang stood at the door and watched for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Ma Chunhua smiled slightly, took out a few cans of shampoo, raised it and asked: "Boss Wang is very generous. I take your words seriously. If others don't buy it, will you wrap it up for me?"

Boss Wang was a bit embarrassed, and he was really a little anxious. He actually thought about giving it to his concubine, so he wanted it. When he saw that Ma Chunhua only had a few bottles in his hand, he praised him and said, "Yes, there are some."

As much as you want, Boss Zhang, as long as the price is reasonable?"

Ma Chunhua felt that it was almost time. If Mr. Jiang were to handle the case soon, she would lose the opportunity.

"Although my shampoo was researched by Master, it is still close to the mass market, so a bottle only costs fifty cents, but Boss Wang, I have a thousand bottles, can you afford it?"

What, a thousand bottles?

Boss Wang thought she only had a few bottles in her hand, and was frightened to hear a thousand bottles.

Ma Chunhua accepted the request and quickly took the words back and said with a smile: "Boss Wang, our family is just a small family. How can we produce so many people? It's just a joke. Don't take it seriously. But now the old woman really wants to find a cooperative production partner."

Manufacturer, would you be knowledgeable enough to recommend one?"

Boss Wang's face turned red and green, and he quickly flattered: "Who doesn't know that there is Xitang Village in Xinglin Town? The Zhang family's landlady is an industrialist. She has a factory at home and a shop in the town. She is a capable person with great hands and eyes. How can she

Can it be my little businessman's turn to introduce the manufacturer?"

Ma Chunhua knew that although this man owned several shops at home, he was really interested in the concubines at home, so he stopped teasing her. In the end, several cans of shampoo and soap in his hand were also bought.

What Ma Chunhua cares about is not that these things can be sold, but that she wants to find manufacturers with whom she can cooperate for a long time.

While he was worrying, Capt. Ding came back with a few agents, and in his hands was a thief with a sinister look.

Mr. Jiang's speed in handling cases is indeed fast. In fact, Ma Chunhua also knows that the government has already paid attention to such petty thieves who often steal, and will arrest them at any time as long as someone reports the case.

On weekdays, everyone is just thinking about petty theft, and adhering to the principle of not committing serious crimes, they just turn a blind eye to it.

When Yang Yuan saw that the thief had returned and his clothes were intact, he took the initiative to pay for the bath. The owner of the bathhouse also said on the spot that Qian should not be so violent.

Yang Yuan said that no other responsibility would be held after the things were found, and everything was concluded. Mr. Jiang said that he would take the little thief back and educate him.

When Ma Chunhua was about to leave with her master and Qiuqiu, she was suddenly stopped by Yang Yuan behind her: "Is Boss Zhang from Xitang Village?"

As soon as these words came out, Ma Chunhua was stunned. Mr. Jiang had never asked such a question like a household registration check. The case was settled, so why was he still unwilling to let go?
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