Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 868 868. Feeling bad on skin

Guo Dong is talking about a very critical issue.

Nowadays, everyone’s requirements for hand cream have changed. Anti-freezing and anti-cracking are not the hot spots for sales. Whether the fragrance smells good and whether the design is pretty is the key to attracting girls.

 After all, living conditions are getting better and better, and frost cracking rarely occurs among urbanites.

As for people who are prone to frostbite, a few yuan of snake oil ointment and urea cream can meet their needs. What kind of 188 hand cream?

There is really no place to spend the money.

However, the formula has been changed like this, and the oil-phase ingredients have no skin feel at all. Applying it is no different from applying a layer of oil. It melts when hot and solidifies when cold. It is also destined to be inconvenient to carry. You even have to pay attention to the container in which it is placed.

Song Tan didn't care about this: "Can you just tell me how effective this formula is?"

 Please! Guo Dong stared at her with an unreasonable look: "It's just such a formula. It's moisturizing enough with ordinary ingredients. It uses all your good stuff. Do you think the effect is good?"

 As for skin feel? What it is? She wipes her hands and feet every day when she goes to bed. Even though she looks bad, she looks exquisite!

She stretched out her hand:

“I have to boil medicine and roll pills every day, and I have to collect medicine and bake it. My hands are never idle.”

“Starting from autumn, I apply a layer of golden cherry flower oil every night, massage it for absorption and put on gloves - look at my hands and face, and tell me if it’s effective?”

 It's not convenient to pull the socks on your feet, just look at your hands.

Song Tan stared at it for a while—Zhang Yanping reminded her to only pat her hands, because Dr. Xiao Guo’s hands are really beautiful!

Her nails were round and shiny. She was exposed to medicinal materials and prepared them every day, but there were no black marks between her fingers that would come from years of labor.

 On the contrary, the edges are smooth and rosy, making it look particularly healthy.

 Looking at the fingers again, they are slender and white, with delicate skin, and the light blue blood vessels on the back of the hand are particularly obvious.

Turning over the palm of the hand, the fingertips are red and have calluses, which makes the palm of the hand soft and tender, like a ball of soft snow.

To be honest, Song Tan could do nothing more than open his palms.

She couldn't help but ask her soul: "You have the skills to take care of your hands, why don't you take care of your face?"

 Guo Dong: ...it hurts my heart.

“That flower oil has not been refined, so if you put it directly on your face, it will easily cause pimples. If you just apply it with your hands, your skin will appear to be in good shape. If there is a problem with your face, I have to put in extra effort..."

Since it’s winter and she doesn’t go out to bask in the sun much anyway, she will make a few herbal masks when she has nothing to do and warm herself up by the fire, so she can take care of herself!

Zhang Yanping listened to the side and couldn't help but nodded: "That's right, not many people in the village are watching. No matter how well-groomed the face is, isn't it just like Tan Tan walking at night in brocade clothes?"

“It’s not necessary. If you have dark skin, just be dark. I’m telling you, if you put out a little more oil, it will reflect light under the sun and make it shine hahaha...”

Guo Dong twitched the corner of his mouth.

Song Tan looked at Zhang Yanping—this silly cousin looked like he was expected to be single next summer, but now it seems...

Zhang Yanping then said: "As for your face, as long as you are healthy, don't follow other people's pursuit of this and that online. If you have the money, you might as well eat something good... By the way, have you recovered from your hypoglycemia?"

He was talking about how Guo Dong fainted due to hypoglycemia before he even entered the house. He drank a large bowl of sugar and salt water before waking him up!

 The impression is so profound.

But Guo Dong was startled, and the anger he had just dissipated unconsciously.

 She laughed, then turned around: "Did you see that? I've gained weight! The black and fat ones raised here couldn't be healthier!"

“That’s enough!” Song Tan sighed: “Quality quality...quality is the most important thing.”

  In any case, the trust that allows customers to rush when they see the goods is available cannot be lost. As for Guo Dong…

 She stared at Dr. Xiao Guo: "When Taotaobao is on the shelves, you will be the hand model!"

It was just showing her hands, but Guo Dong didn't care. She just muttered: "Do you still need to put photos when selling things? No one bothers to look at them."

"There are still some." Zhang Yanping said seriously: "If you can't buy it, you will regret it later. You will click into the store to check the details carefully and read it again and again - this can achieve the effect of increasing customer loyalty in disguise."

Song Tan thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Next year I will grow more loofahs and collect loofah water. Can you make body lotion or something like that?"

 Luffa water can be used to wipe the face, but like aloe vera, it can easily cause allergies if not handled properly, so body lotion is safer.

That must be possible!

  Doctor Xiao Guo was very interested: “You can even pick flowers and steam hydrosol - just extract the essential oil, it’s too expensive and unnecessary.”

Song Tan said "Oh": "Let's talk about it next year. There are too many planned plantings next year, and it won't be its turn for the time being. Professor Song also said that apple trees and grass fruits were mixed. As a result, today's high-quality grass fruits It's so tall that it can't be planted under a tree."

 In fact, these old varieties of apple trees are tall enough, but no matter how tall they are, in order to increase the yield, there are many branches in the middle of the tree.

 As for the original dwarf grass fruit variety, both Cousin Qian and Master Qian happened to have used it, so they thought there was something missing...

 In this case, let’s give priority to taste.

 Therefore, the originally planned grass fruits can only be planted in the spacious intersection between trees, and the yield is estimated to be enough for myself to eat, and to provide some to Boss Chang.

 This is a typical plan that fails to keep up with changes.

Now next year's plan includes mugwort, sunflowers, wheat, and grains... When we first built the mountain, why did we think 300 acres was so big? I can't finish it.

It seems like now, why is this place becoming more and more stretched?

There are also two cliffs on the river bank. Because part of the land involved belongs to a neighboring village, the other party heard about her reputation for spreading money and wanted to increase the price... No, Xiaozhu Party Secretary is still negotiating!

In her words: "Those two cliffs can't be planted with trees or farmed. They only have stones and grass. As a result, the price of fertile land is not enough. I want to make a lion open his mouth... No way!"

Logically speaking, this kind of thing should be discussed with local people with well-connected connections, but in which village do local people not have relatives?

 Everyone wanted to share more money, but if they couldn’t get it, they didn’t want others to spend less. In the end, the main force turned out to be Party Secretary Xiao Zhu...

 Song Tan was extremely moved!

"If it can't be taken over, it can't be taken over. It's not like I'm short of those two places. There's no other rural area here, it's just that the land is very mountainous."

 As for her, there is a high probability that she will have more money next year.

Song Tan generously promised:

“If you go back to the imperial capital during the Chinese New Year, I will give you two whole sets of ribs to take away.”

　　Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, pondered for a moment: "I will buy everything you give me according to the price, and I will not choose the fat meat. But... you have to sell me another pot of lard residue."

 Suck it! The lard residue fried in large iron pots in rural areas is so fragrant!

　　　Just a reminder, this hand cream really didn’t make much money in the end…

Update two, good night in advance.

 (End of this chapter)