At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The late spring sunshine splashed a sea of ​​pure gold and flooded the houses in Qinghe Village.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Xie Yuheng woke up, and Zhuque was still sleeping deeply.

With eyes blurred, she opened the door. In the courtyard, Mr. Liu and Mr. Qian were sitting under the peach blossom tree, holding insoles with thousand-layer soles.

There was also a little civet cat belonging to an unknown family beside the kitchen, eating a small fish on the ground. It must have been specially fed by the family.

Mrs. Liu heard the sound of opening the door and looked up to see Xie Yuheng standing under the eaves. The confused look is really rare. He chuckled and said, "Our little lazy cat is waking up."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qian also raised her head, raised a bright smile, waved to Xie Yuheng and said, "Come and try to see if the insole my aunt gave you is long enough."

Xie Yuheng walked to the two of them and sat on the bamboo chair. Rub your left foot against your right foot and rub the shoe off directly. This is a convenient way for lazy people to save trouble.

Qian pressed the insole on her little toes and thought for a moment, then said, "It's a little long, but when the shoes are ready, I guess they will be able to wear them." The bodies of babies grow fast, and most of them will grow bigger.

Xie Yuheng watched Mrs. Liu struggling to put the pin through the insole, and asked in a soft voice: "Grandma, how much is a pound of pork suet?"

Mrs. Liu narrowed her eyes slightly and said after a moment: "On weekdays, it's thirty-five cents. If it's a holiday, it will be three to five cents more."

Xie Yuheng tilted his head. Sure enough, merchants from any dynasty would take the opportunity to increase prices. Then he asked: "What about quicklime?"

Ms. Liu put her hands on her knees and thought carefully for a long time before saying, "It should be more than forty yuan per pound. Your mother's price was at the Guangxiu Hall before, but now I think it will go up."

"Yu Heng asked what these people were doing. Maybe they want to live in a new house." Qian smiled and took out a pair of much larger insoles from the basket.

"No, don't tell aunt now."

Qian pretended to be angry and said, "Okay, now our Yuheng has little secrets that we won't tell our aunt."

Xie Yuheng blinked, made a face, and ran into the study. It made the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law laugh. This child was so calm and calm at a young age, but it was rare for him to be childish.

Xie Yuheng stood in front of the small desk made for her by Xie Tinghai, took off her brush and calculated the cost of soap on the paper.

It is known that pork suet weighs thirty-five ounces per pound, and one pound of pork suet can produce five to six ounces of lard.

The saponification value of lard is 0.138, that is, one kilogram of lard needs to add grams of potassium hydroxide (quick lime reacts with water to generate calcium hydroxide, and calcium hydroxide reacts with potassium carbonate of plant ash to generate calcium carbonate precipitation and hydroxide Potassium.)

Add two to three times more water, and take 2.5 times the middle value of water, which is grams.

Two pounds of lard and one hundred and thirty-eight grams of potassium hydroxide cost about one hundred and thirty cents.

If each piece of soap weighs about a hundred grams, it means that more than 30 pieces of soap can be made at a cost of 135 cents. Including losses, each bar of soap cost only five cents.

Xie Yuheng looked at the numbers on the paper and nodded with satisfaction.

The actual operation also needs to add the cost of labor and shop. Of course, there will also be preferential prices for long-term purchases of pork suet.

Low-price soaps can be marketed to ordinary people, while soap prices can be raised to cater to wealthy businessmen.

She has them all in the low-end and high-end markets.

The rest was not a practical ratio. The aroma of lard wafted around Xie's house every day, and the children next door almost cried with greed.

After the first batch of soap was cooled and demoulded, Chen Qiu finally returned to Qinghe Village with the people from the Ministry of Household Affairs.

It didn't take such a long time. Who would have thought that the literati in the Ministry of Revenue would lie down after riding for two days.

When we arrived at Qinghe Village, we saw the look on the faces of the officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs. Not to mention, Xie Yuheng is considered very healthy by comparison.

But regardless of his physical condition, he still picked up the hoe and went to the fields to practice.

As soon as he arrived at Qinghe Village, he heard that His Majesty's newly appointed Marquis Qinghe Ting was ill. Chen Qiu almost didn't mention it and hurried to visit Xie's family.

Today was a day off for bathing. Xie Tinghai set up an oven in the courtyard, and several children sat around under the peach blossom tree in a peaceful atmosphere.

Suddenly, they heard the rapid sound of horse hooves coming from outside the courtyard. When everyone heard the sound, they turned out to be Mr. Chen Qiuchen.

Chen Qiu quickly got off his horse and gasped: "I heard that Tinghou is ill..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the "sick" Tinghou Xie Yuheng walking out of the kitchen with a chicken wing in his left hand and a skewer of pork belly in his right hand. The little mouth is red, and it doesn't look like he is sick at all!

Xie Tinghai smiled proudly and said, "Oh no, there were too many people visiting the house in the past few days, so I can only pretend to be sick and hide away." As he said this, he shook the skewers in his hand at Chen Qiu. "Master Chen, would you like some?"

Before Chen Qiu could say anything, a white horse slowly walked up to Chen Qiu from behind.

The man in white clothes sitting on the horse looked slightly sick and said dissatisfied: "Brother Chen, you are the commander of the guards. Why does this little pavilion need you to visit in person? It is really disrespectful. Unlike Bai, Bai Ding will not be like this. .”

Chen Qiu sneered and said disdainfully: "Master Chi, you should take care of yourself. Don't go back to Shangjing to know how to grow sweet potatoes."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the man's face. When Chu Tianchen was in power, He Cheng, the eldest son of the Chi family, had suffered this injustice. I also have to go to this remote place to learn how to grow sweet potatoes.

The thought suddenly turned to my grandfather's advice not to offend the famous people around the new emperor. Chi Bai took a deep breath, smiled at Chen Qiu and said, "Thank you, Brother Chen, for the advice, but Bai is still ill and is not as thoughtful as Brother Chen."

Chen Qiu nodded perfunctorily, led the horse directly into Xie's house, and closed the door with his backhand. Seeing Chi Bai's face again made him want to throw up after dinner.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Xie Yuheng's bright gossip eyes. He really wanted to escape, but he couldn't. There was Chi Bai outside the door...

"Who is this, Uncle Chen?" Xie Yuheng handed the untouched pork belly skewers to Chen Qiu, his eyes shining with curiosity that almost made him blind.

The others' movements were obviously slower, and they were obviously listening with their ears pricked up.

Chen Qiu took the meat skewers and said angrily: "Chi Bai, a doctor in the Qing Li Division of Jingzhou, Hubu."

I finished the meat skewers in a few seconds. I don’t know what Xie’s family put in it. It tasted good with a little numbness on my tongue.

Chen Qiu rubbed the bamboo stick in his hand and whispered: "This Chibai is here to steal the credit for your sweet potatoes. After all, the yield per mu of sweet potatoes is indeed high, and the credit lies in the future."

Otherwise, how could the Chi family, a family with deep roots dating back hundreds of years, be willing to bear the hardship of growing sweet potatoes for their eldest grandson.

There are emperors and courtiers, and only big families can survive one emperor after another as long as they are not involved in the struggle for imperial power.

Xie Yuheng heard what Chen Qiu said and knew that the emperor would never allow Chi Bai to steal the credit. I'm afraid someone wants to fetch water from a bamboo basket, but it's all in vain.

"There are such shameless people in the world, why not drown yourself in shame!" Xie Xiu stood up angrily.

Everyone suddenly felt that the small barbecue in their hands was no longer fragrant. In addition to not understanding Xie Mingcheng and Xie Hu...

Xie Yunhua coughed lightly and put down the skewers in his hands. Changing the subject, he said: "Didn't Yu Heng invite us to see the mold opening? Don't hide it, take it out quickly and let my sister see what good thing it is."