Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Liu Wenhui walked to the table and coughed, probably because she felt embarrassed.

No one paid attention, only Zhao Xiaohe raised his head.

Just as she was about to make way for Liu Wenhui, Zhao Ling happened to scoop out a big spoonful of egg custard for her: "Xiaohe, you should eat more."

Zhao Xiaohe took the bowl to catch it, but didn't have time to get out of the way.

Liu Wenhui stood for a moment. She really couldn't keep her face off, so she just bit her lip and moved a stool over.

Seeing that no one was serving food, she served the rice herself, took the chopsticks, and finally sat at the table.

Today's meal was richer than before, but everyone had eaten almost enough, and there was not much left on the plate.

Liu Wenhui felt a little aggrieved and whispered: "Don't wait for me..."

Zhao Ling lowered his eyes and pretended not to hear.

Seeing that Liu Wenhui seemed to want to eat egg custard, she quickly picked it up with quick eyes and put the remaining spoonful into the Qishu bowl: "My husband is not in good health, please eat more eggs to replenish your health."

Qi Shu raised his eyes to look at her, his dark pupils seemed to be scattered with countless shadows, oppressive and dark.

Just looking at it, it feels like you have fallen into an abyss and it is impossible to get back out.

Even though Zhao Ling had a strong mind, he was startled for a while, and then he slowly recovered his thoughts after a while.

She put down the bowl and felt Qi Shu was even more weird. Thinking about this in her mind, she didn't even bother to look at Liu Wenhui's aggrieved and red eyes.

After finishing the meal in silence, Qi Shu left without saying a word. Zhao Ling and Zhao Xiaohe also packed up the dishes and returned to the kitchen.

After cleaning the pot, the two of them started to brew new shampoo.

In order to make a breakthrough this time, Zhao Ling specially picked some fresh flowers and prepared to make one with different scents.

Zhao Xiaohe was helping out from the side, and the two of them were busy. Xiaohua occasionally ran in to say a few words, and then went out to disturb her father.

When the first bucket of shampoo was about to come out of the pot, Liu Wenhui suddenly appeared, leaned against the door and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Xiaohe was instantly alert and quickly blocked Liu Wenhui's sight with half of his body.

Zhao Ling raised his head, glanced at her and said, "Playing in the mud."

Liu Wenhui: "..."

His eyes turned red again.

But she also understands now that the weapon she used to use to call her son to help attack her daughter-in-law is not very effective now.

Not only will her son not stand by her, he even hates her.

The most important thing is that the daughter-in-law in front of me seems to have become a lot smarter. I am not angry with her, but I am a lot angry at her hands.

Thinking of this, Liu Wenhui gritted her teeth and said unwillingly: "I heard people say that you made a lot of money selling water. Is it this?"

Zhao Xiaohe had a sullen face and said nothing. Zhao Ling said lightly: "Yeah, what's the matter?"

Liu Wenhui's eyes lit up and she hurriedly said: "Ning Ning, you... you are so smart. This thing looks weird. How did you make it? It can be used after boiling it?"

The words were flattering and probing, how could Zhao Ling not know what she was thinking?

Most likely, I went out just now, heard someone say a few words, and rushed back to ask questions.

But what's the use of asking, and she still wants to pick the honey locusts and boil them herself?

You don’t even know what a honey locust looks like, right?

"Yes." Zhao Ling was busy with his own work and took the time to reply.

But Liu Wenhui didn't believe her, and instead stood aside and watched for a while.

Zhao Xiaohe was very worried and quickly reminded Zhao Ling in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, Aunt Liu can't hide her words. She learned it here, and she can tell others when she turns around."

Zhao Ling blinked and smiled to reassure her: "It's okay, trust me."

The work the two of them did was really boring, and there was a fire in the kitchen all the time, so it was hot from the inside out. The smell of Chinese medicine mixed together really made people dizzy.

Liu Wenhui didn't stand for long before she couldn't hold on any longer and quickly turned around and left.

Zhao Xiaohe trotted to the door and found that Liu Wenhui did not go back to the house, but went out the door.

She frowned and said, "Someone must have tricked Aunt Liu and asked her to ask. Aunt Liu seems to be a smart person, but she doesn't know who she is a family member with. She is helping outsiders."

Zhao Ling laughed: "You look smart? Are you being smart?"

She shook her head, not bothering to do anything, and finally mixed in the things she wanted to add.

With the addition of surfactants, the color of the new batch of shampoo is no longer as dark as before. Instead, it is sticky and transparent.

Zhao Ling made hot water and asked Zhao Xiaohe to do the experiment. This time, Zhao Xiaohe did not refuse and squatted in front of the small bench to wet his hair.

Zhao Ling helped her scoop out a little bit, rubbed it and gently applied it to the ends of Zhao Xiaohe's hair, and then gently rubbed her hair a few more times. Unexpectedly, dense and rich white foam soon appeared, and the effect of removing oil stains was still there.

Zhao Xiaohe was surprised and delighted: "Sister-in-law, this one is easier to use than the previous one, and the fragrance of the flowers is very obvious."

Zhao Ling breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up and said with a smile: "Yes, this one uses more ingredients than last time."

In fact, in terms of effectiveness, the first pure plant and Chinese herbal shampoo was much more effective than the current one.

But that model was in average quality and didn’t last long enough, so it wasn’t easy to enter the high-end market.

In short, rich people probably don't like it.

But this time, the shampoo is in good condition, has a delicate fragrance, and can be stored for a longer time. As long as the outer packaging can be made to sit up, the price can even be doubled.

But the outer packaging...

Zhao Ling felt that the dull color of the earthenware jar did not match well.

Zhao Xiaohe washed his hair, and when he saw Zhao Ling frowning all the time, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about what to use to put shampoo in?" Zhao Ling sighed and explained, "I used cans last time because the cans are cheap and easy for people to use. Plus we only sell them on a trial basis, so we can keep the cost low.

.But this shampoo is different from the past. I also plan to make several flavors such as osmanthus and mugwort. If I still use a jar, I can’t tell the difference just from the appearance.”

Zhao Xiaohe thinks it makes sense, but her vision and knowledge are limited, so she can't come up with any good ideas.

Mr. Ling, on the other hand, has an extraordinary temperament at first glance. Maybe he can come up with good ideas.

But Zhao Xiaohe didn't dare to ask now. He only focused on Qi Shu: "My uncle is a scholar. He should know a lot. It's better for my sister to ask him."

Ask Qi Shu?

Zhao Ling hesitated.

She actually had her own idea and thought it would be best to use porcelain or glass bottles.

But these two things are extremely luxurious, and the outer packaging itself is more expensive than the product price, which may not be acceptable to everyone.

After much deliberation, Zhao Ling decided to go find Qi Shu.

The door of Qi Shu's room was open, and he was sitting at the table, writing something.

Viewed from the angle outside the door, his jawline is smooth and sharp, which actually reduces the delicacy and beauty brought by many facial features, giving rise to some heroic spirit that should belong to a man.

His eyebrows were half lowered, and there was no expression on his face. All he could see was that the fingers holding the pen were extraordinarily slender, glowing with a cold white color in the dim light.

Zhao Ling watched for a while, and when he saw Qi Shu seemed to be raising his head, he immediately spoke: "Qi Xiucai, I have something to ask you."