Yan Qing returned to his residence and seriously studied the instruction manual that Xiao Yu had given him. Then, he tried out each product as described in the manual.
Then, his curiosity was completely replaced by amazement because these things were really too good to use.
He had grown up without ever using such excellent shampoo. No wonder when they were on the island, Shen Ze and he were always smelly, while she always carried a slight fragrance. Now, he could be certain that this fragrance came from these hair and body care products.
Why didn’t she share these delightful things with the two of them while on the island? Why did she keep them hidden instead?
Now that they were in Beijing, she took them out.
Of course, that wasn’t the point. The important thing was that he was really curious about how these things were made.
His people had been watching her for several days and found that she only went to the farm, the Yanyu Building, or the porcelain shops, and nowhere else.
So, how did she make these hair and body care products?
In order to satisfy his intense curiosity, after bathing, he suddenly changed his clothes, putting on nightwear, forbade his subordinates from following, and went alone to Fisherman’s Noodle on Chang’an Street.
Since the noodle shop opened, she spent most of her time resting there.
When he arrived, all other places were pitch dark and deserted, only Fisherman Skincare upstairs was lit with candlelight.
He silently crept onto the roof, lifted a tile to look inside, and saw that Xiao Yu had already changed into comfortable sleeping attire, sitting at the table with disheveled hair, vigorously pressing something. When she moved her hand away, he saw a strange bottle. If one pressed down on the bottle, a creamy substance would be squeezed out. Was the content from those small porcelain bottles filled in this way, bottle by bottle? This content belongs to noveⅼfire.net
There were about ten of these larger bottles on her table, and on average, one large bottle could fill about twenty small bottles.
Unconsciously, he saw her squeeze over one hundred bottles, only when the bottles on the table were empty did she begin to pack up the small bottles.
She placed the small bottles one by one into a wooden box, then closed and locked it with a small lock, seeming to be an order prepared for someone else.
Afterward, the larger bottles were placed into a thin-looking box (cardboard box), and after blowing out the candle, she carried these bottles to the backyard.
He saw her enter the bedroom and wondered whether to play the Liangshan gentlemen one more time, but politeness stopped him. Because no one knew what he might see if he lifted the tiles, out of courtesy, he did not continue to pry. However, his mind was still filled with thoughts about those large squeezable bottles, what exactly were they? Where did she get them from?
If Xiao Yu knew that someone was just outside, almost peering into her secret, she might be scared to death.
In reality, a modern person arriving in ancient times, especially in an era where people practiced Qinggong and martial arts, was at a disadvantage, because she could quite easily meet her own demise by accident.
It was fortunate that she didn’t put those empty bottles into "space" in front of someone, because there were leftovers in the bottles. Thus, she took them back to her bedroom (space) for a second cleaning, after which she used the less-concentrated liquid for trial giveaways to customers who came to eat, to try.
Although these liquids were not very thick, they were still very effective, and since she added very little water when cleaning each bottle, it wouldn’t seem too diluted.
The cleaned bottles were then sold back to the Space Supermarket as scrap, with an average bottle selling for about ten cents, which was both environmentally friendly and hygienic.