The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1008 Self-confidence, so I fooled

"Stop researching toilet paper?" Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help laughing.

"This is a bit difficult."

Papermaking is in the hands of several big families, not even the Yang family.

He didn't know how paper was made before, or Qiao Xiaomai said that paper can be made from trees. He has been experimenting for the past few days, but so far, he still can't figure out the way.

Guess soap would be simpler?
After hearing this answer, Qiao Xiaomai rubbed her face against his neck, and said, "Then let's study soap. Handmade soap is very popular in later generations. What kind of magic soap is there? Just wash your hair and face with a piece of magic soap." , it’s amazing.”

"Are you mocking?"

Qiao Xiaomai laughed out loud, "It's not a sarcasm. There is a kind of magic soap that is very popular, but I have never used it, so I don't comment. But this shows that making soap is really easier than making paper. I have only heard of it. Selling handmade soap, I have never heard of selling handmade paper."

Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang patted her on the back lightly, "OK."

Toilet paper, soap, these are the things Qiao Mai is used to, but for now, soap is still more needed.

"But don't try too hard. I really can't think of it at that time. Take backgammon or checkers." Qiao Xiaomai said, and couldn't help reaching out to pat him on the back, "Your health is the most important thing now. Yes, don't worry too much."

"Gobang?" Tong Sanlang frowned, "This is too confusing."

"How can I fool people, this is also very interesting! And you see, the Yang family not only likes to eat our vegetables, but also ordered pasta. It is such a long way, and it is so cold, so arrange for someone to deliver it every two days. , this level of extravagance can catch up with Concubine Yang eating lychees."

Qiao Xiaomai is now full of confidence in his skills, so what's wrong with taking out backgammon to fool Yang Wenxiao?
Yang Wenxiao won't do anything to her!

"Concubine Yang? Litchi? What is this?" Tong Sanlang was puzzled.

Qiao Xiaomai explained for him, and finally said, "Don't worry, you see Yang Wenxiao's love for my craft is as strong as Concubine Yang's love for lychees."

After Tong Sanlang heard this, his brows frowned even deeper, "This... Concubine Yang is wasting people and money for eating lychees, the Supreme Emperor..."

"Eight hundred miles in a hurry, non-stop around the clock, is there any difference between you and Concubine Yang?" Qiao Maimai asked.

"But he is not like His Royal Highness Wei Wang who can give in for a bite."

"I have spiritual spring water, which can turn normal people into foodies." Qiao Xiaomai stepped back slightly as she spoke, she stretched out her fingers and tapped the tip of his nose, and asked confidently with raised eyebrows, "Believe it or not, the pasta I made before is also served on this New Year's Eve dinner?"

Confident and proud, this look is really attractive.

"I believe." Tong Sanlang grabbed her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, then suddenly changed the subject, "Let's discuss this tomorrow, the new year is a new beginning, let's talk about something personal. "

If such a warm moment is not used to talk about love, it will really be wasted.

"What? What do you want to do? Kiss? Or don't say goodbye. If the gun goes off, you will be the one who holds back in the end." Qiao Mai reminded him.

Tong Sanlang, "...it doesn't matter if you come here once?"

"For the sake of your body, I don't want it anymore, abstinence." Qiao Maimai's tone was firm, and there was no room for negotiation.

Tong Saburo "..."

He sighed a little discouraged, "Bring me a pen and paper."

"what?"

"Bookkeeping, what you owe now, I will pay back twice in the future."

(End of this chapter)