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

Zhao Ling looked at Qi Shu quietly for a long time, but his eyes gradually moved from his facial features to his body.

Qi Shu was wearing the usual light-colored clothes.

Autumn in the countryside always comes earlier than elsewhere, and the chill comes earlier.

Zhao Ling is in good health and wears more clothes because of the big temperature difference between morning and evening. But Qi Shu is weak and still wears a thin summer shirt.

The cold white skin and the color of the clothes are in sharp contrast, just like the day and night in autumn.

If this continues, sooner or later he will get sick again.

Zhao Ling frowned, and finally said to Qi Shu: "After selling the shampoo this time, I will take you to the hospital to see the doctor first, and then I will give you two clothes for the autumn."

Hearing this, Qi Shu looked at Zhao Ling deeply and asked, "Do you know how much it costs to go to a medical clinic? How much does it cost to make clothes?"

"I don't know." Zhao Ling shrugged and said in a casual tone, "Money is dead. If you make money after it's gone, you can't kill a living person, right?"

Besides, it was just that I was ignorant before, but now... how useful Qi Xiucai is!

He can read and write, and he can educate children. He can also cook and take care of their food and drink.

The most important thing is that she can comb and braid the child's hair and take her to play, making her a perfect housekeeper.

If Zhao Ling wants to continue to be a strong business woman in the future, doesn’t someone have to take care of the family affairs?

She felt that Qi Shu, who had no ill intentions towards her now, was quite suitable.

Of course, if the other party has malicious intentions, that's another matter.

Qi Shu didn't know what Zhao Ling was thinking, but after hearing these words, his eyes flashed.

The doubts and speculations in his heart were slowly being confirmed with every test. Looking at the face that was gradually changing in front of him, he even had the illusion that this face was his body.

The soul inside should be there.

Not long after, Zhao Xiaohe came back with Xiaohua.

After washing the children's hands and faces, the four of them started eating. No one asked where Liu Wenhui was, nor did Zhao Ling ask if Zhao Xiaohe had eaten the pancakes he had brought.

Everyone has their own secrets, but they are too ignorant to explore them.

After dinner, Qi Shu took the initiative to take over the important task of cleaning the pots. Zhao Ling was happy to find time to work, and immediately went to saw the bamboo tubes.

Making shampoo is also a time-consuming task. Before, it was just her and Zhao Xiaohe who had to work and take care of the trivial matters at home. It was really exhausting both physically and mentally.

Now that I have a Qi Shu to share the pressure, I instantly feel relieved.

The aunt and nephew were busy all afternoon, boiling out some shampoo and sawing out many bamboo tubes.

Zhao Ling polished the outer skin of the bamboo tube and finally collected it all and brought it to Qi Shu. She asked Qi Shu: "Which is better, engraving or writing?"

If it is written in ink, it will be easily erased, so it is best to engrave it.

However, the engraving speed is slow and the bamboo tube may be damaged, which undoubtedly increases the cost and burden.

So Qi Shu didn't think much and immediately said: "When it comes to writing, we just need to ensure that the moment we sell it, our handwriting is clean and clear."

When it comes to writing, how can it be completely guaranteed that it will never fade away?

As long as it works.

Zhao Ling thinks so. Don’t pursue anything else with this condition. Just make it work.

All the writing work was left to Qi Shu, while Zhao Ling and Zhao Xiaohe were only responsible for the core of the product.

The two of them still go up and down the mountain to cook things every day, and they still meet the women in the village. Probably because of the shampoo craze, there was a lot of honey locust left on the mountain in previous years, but this year it was gone very quickly.

It seems that people in both villages are trying their best to pick honey locusts.

After enduring like this for a while, Zhao Ling's second generation new shampoo is finally on the market again.

It’s been exactly half a month since I last sold shampoo.

Zhao Ling avoided running into the villagers and rented Uncle Niu's oxcart on the first day. This time, he took his whole family, including Qi Shu and Xiaohua, to the town.

Uncle Niu felt strange when he saw the whole family going out. Then he looked at the dazzling number of bamboo tubes and exclaimed: "What are they selling?"

"It's still shampoo." Zhao Ling didn't ask Zhao Xiaohe to talk this time. Instead, he smiled and said, "It's more effective than last time, it smells better, and it lasts longer."

After Zhao Ling finished speaking, Uncle Niu said bluntly: "It's also more expensive, right?"

Zhao Ling: "...Yes!"

Zhao Xiaohe couldn't help turning his face away and secretly laughed.

Qi Shu also curled his lips, but did not look at Zhao Ling. He just lowered his head and teased Xiaohua.

But Zhao Ling didn't take it to heart and only asked Uncle Niu: "Didn't you buy a can of shampoo for your daughter before and didn't ask how it was used?"

Uncle Lao Niu said: "I asked in the first few days, and I said I haven't woken up yet. I haven't been to town recently, so I don't know."

Zhao Ling said with a smile: "I happen to be free today, so you can go and ask around. Now half a month has passed, and I guess that can is almost used up."

"Sure." Uncle Niu agreed readily. After finishing speaking, he asked Zhao Ling, "How much does your... second-generation shampoo cost?"

Zhao Ling said: "Thirty coins in one tube."

"Thirty cents?" Uncle Niu shook his body, obviously shocked.

After sitting firmly, he muttered in a low voice, "Why is it so expensive? You can buy a bottle for 20 cents, but not many people can afford it for 30 cents."

Zhao Ling just smiled but didn't say anything.

Her shampoo has been targeting the mid-to-high-end market from the very beginning, the so-called wealthy market.

Because obviously, for ordinary people, soap locust has sufficient cleaning power and is free, making it very cost-effective.

Furthermore, women may care about whether their hair smells fragrant, but rural women who are busy with housework and farm work are less likely to care about it.

It can also be said that even if you value it, you are powerless.

For them, as long as it's clean, that's all.

To keep it clean, honey locust or plant ash water can be completely achieved without spending extra money.

On the contrary, those ladies and ladies from wealthy families have to go out to socialize and entertain guests, and they also have to work hard to please their husbands, so they naturally have to work hard on their hair.

The so-called forty pennies, for them, is just something that slips through their fingers, not a luxury.

Therefore, it is crucial for Zhao Ling to open up their market.

After all, what Zhao Ling makes is not the money this time, but the long-term business in the next year, the year after that, and even the year after that.

There will be a second generation of shampoo, and there will be an upgraded version of the third and fourth generations. As for hair care products, shampoo is only the most basic, there are also conditioners, hair masks, hair care oils, etc...

There are many things to sell, but too few people to take them out.

These are the sources through which Zhao Ling can make money, and they are also the capital that she can rely on if she wants to make a fortune in the future.