The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Dong Zhu's father, Dong Yong, sent something from the capital: four specially made lard soaps and a set of exquisite writing implements, which were specifically given to Su Qianqian's younger brother.

Dong Yong originally intended to choose a gift for Su Qianqian directly, but after looking around, he felt that none of them were worthy of her, so he settled for the next best thing and chose the Four Treasures of the Study for Su's younger brother.

Qin Changfeng and Dong Zhu were staying at the Jinyu Mantang Inn together, and their rooms were next to each other. When he saw the lard soap, he immediately said, "I've just run out of lard soap, Zhu, can I borrow one?"

Dong Zhu quickly closed the small box containing the items. "No, I'm going to give these to General Su. These are lard soaps made with astragalus and angelica, among other things. They're a new product from Wang Ji and have skin-whitening and moisturizing effects."

Qin Changfeng exclaimed, "Bamboo, you're such a sycophant."

Dong Zhu immediately retorted, "Aren't you a sycophant? Yesterday you eagerly presented General Su with a thousand taels of silver notes, don't think I didn't see it."

The Dong family is not wealthy, so they cannot donate a thousand taels; they can only prepare gifts with care.

Qin Changfeng: "I admired genius painters when I was in the capital. Now that I have the opportunity, how can I not show off! Only a fool would pass up the chance to perform."

He has already written back to the capital to show off. His friends in the capital know that he is good friends with the genius painter and has even obtained one of the painter's works. They must be extremely envious.

Dong Zhu presented a box containing lard soap and writing implements to Su Qianqian, saying, "General Su, this was sent from the capital by my father for you."

The employees of Gu's restaurant witnessed firsthand the entire process of the spoiled brats' transformation.

The waiter, Tie Dan, sighed, "The spoiled brats from the capital had terrible tempers at first and often caused trouble in the restaurant, almost driving us waiters crazy. But in just a few days, they've all been tamed by Master Su."

The waiter, Amu, shared the same sentiment: "Master Su is awesome! Now, these spoiled brats are like mice seeing a cat when they see Master Su. They bring all the good stuff to him as a tribute."

Su Qianqian noticed that the lard soap was wrapped in oil paper and packed in a box, indicating that it must not be cheap.

"Xiangming, is lard soap very expensive?"

"Replying to Miss, ordinary lard soap sells for around fifty coins, and the recipe is held by the royal merchant Wang family. The one Dong Zhu sent is specially made, so it should be more expensive."

Ordinary lard soap can sell for fifty coins? That's really not cheap.

Su Qianqian suddenly had a new idea for making money.

For the people of the Great Qi Dynasty, the recipe for making soap was a closely guarded secret.

But for Su Qianqian, who traveled from the modern era, it was not difficult at all.

All you need to do is use wood ash water and lard to create a saponification reaction.

Moreover, Daqi only makes lard soap, which is grayish-white and rather monotonous. In fact, soaps made with tea oil are more transparent and beautiful.

Fortunately, many villagers have lost their income after moving from the countryside to the city. If the soap-making business is expanded, more villagers can be hired to work, creating more income for them.

Some of the soap produced was sold, and some was used as welfare for the soldiers.

She now commands nearly 30,000 soldiers, and they even need lard soap for bathing and washing clothes.

"Second Aunt, please inform the villagers that I need to select a group of skillful and efficient women to set up a lard soap workshop."

The second son's wife was very happy to receive the order; she never expected that Qian would entrust her with such an important task.

We must do it well, otherwise we'll be letting down Qianya's upbringing. The second son's wife immediately went to spread the word.

He didn't stop even at night; he was extremely diligent in his work.

When Sun and Fang Yingxue learned that Su Qianqian was hiring people to run a lard soap workshop, they looked at her with disdain.

Sun looked at her with a mocking expression. "That girl Su Qianqian actually said she wanted to make lard soap. If lard soap were easy to make, it wouldn't sell for the exorbitant price of fifty coins. Does she think she can succeed at anything she wants? She's too confident."

Fang Yingxue stroked the peach-pink camellia in her hair and said, "That's right, we can just wait and see how this goes."

Now that Fang Yingxue has come to the city, she still hasn't changed her habit of wearing fresh flowers in her hair every day. This habit is very expensive because the flowers in the city are all grown in greenhouses in winter, which are particularly expensive.

Fang Cheng is so poor that he can barely afford paper anymore, so he has a lot of opinions about Fang Yingxue wearing flowers.

"Yingxue, you should stop buying fresh flowers to wear. Wearing silk flowers is just as good. Silk flowers will last a long time without spoiling, but fresh flowers can only last for a few days."

Fang Yingxue was very angry; her life was bleak and hopeless.

Her only hobby is wearing flowers, and now that's being taken away too. It's just too much.

Fang Yingxue angrily snatched the last few sheets of paper on the table and tore them to shreds: "Fang Cheng, are you still my brother? You're allowed to spend a lot of money on your studies, but I'm not allowed to spend a little. If you hadn't insisted on breaking off your engagement with Su Qianqian, I would be able to benefit from her now. It's all your fault."

Looking at the scraps of paper scattered on the ground, Fang Cheng felt even colder inside.

Poverty brings a hundred sorrows. A talented person like him would have passed the imperial examination long ago had it not been for the burden of his humble family background.

If his family hadn't been poor, he wouldn't have wanted to sell Su Qianqian in the first place.

That way, Su Qianqian wouldn't be completely offended.

Therefore, impoverished families are the source of all evil.

Su Qianqian owned many houses in Qinghe County, and she chose a very large one as her workshop.

This house is close to Gu's Restaurant, making it convenient to come and go.

After cleaning the house, they started making lard soap. It didn't actually require much skill. Su Qianqian usually focused on training the soldiers, so she handed over the workshop to her second son's wife and the old village chief to help manage.

The second son's wife stood in the new workshop, her heart pounding with excitement.

I never imagined that this illiterate peasant woman could become a manager.

"My God, am I really in charge? Am I dreaming?"

The second son's wife pinched her thigh hard; it really hurt! It definitely wasn't a dream.

The second son's wife took the new job that Qianya had arranged for her very seriously, so she spent a lot of money to buy new clothes to wear.

She already had small, beady eyes, and when she smiled, her eyes were completely hidden.

"I, Niu Chunhua, have actually become a manager."

The old village chief said, "Yes, you are now in charge of the workshop. It's all thanks to your daughter for treating the third wife well in the past, and for being able to correct your attitude towards the third wife in time. Otherwise, this good thing would not have come to you."

The second son's wife slapped herself hard across the face and criticized herself, saying, "Yes, it was all my fault before. I should have treated Qianya better from the moment she was born. I will treat Qianya even better than my own son from now on."

The second son's wife knew that the old lady and old man of the Su family were living like they were in hell, and that was the consequence of going against Qian Yatou.

The eldest son's wife now lives in a dimly lit little house in the county town. When she learned that the second son's wife had become the manager of the new workshop, she felt even more hatred towards Old Mrs. Su.

It's all the old lady's fault for always instigating her to bully the third branch of the family; otherwise, she might have become the manager of the new workshop.

"It's all your fault, I'll beat you to death, you vicious old woman."

Grandma Su was too old to fight back.

As for Old Master Su, he had already suffered a stroke and was no longer able to resist.

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The second son's wife and the old village chief were very hardworking. Every day, they would arrive at the workshop early, before it was time to start work.

When finishing work, they would wait until all the workers had left, and then check the workshop inside and out before leaving.

Su Qianqian stipulated that only women should be hired for work because she used to see men beating their wives in the village.

She knew very well that women in the Great Qi Dynasty had a very low status, and that only by increasing women's income could their status be truly improved.

Moreover, the villagers are currently in dire need of money.

She directly stipulated that the workers in the workshop would be paid on a daily basis.

In just a few days, the women working in the workshop saw their status in the family rise dramatically, and they even walked with their backs straight.

The village chief's wife, Liu, sighed, "In the past, it was common for wives to be beaten in our village. Now, the women all work in Qian Yatou's workshop and are paid a monthly wage of five hundred coins, which is six taels of silver a year."

The old village chief laughed and said, "In the past, a farmer could work his whole life and still not earn six taels of silver. Now, a woman can earn that much. Every household treats their daughter-in-law like a god of wealth."