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1131 Chemical plant completed Soap refining technology(2/6)

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The difference is that Banggeng is carrying a small baggage on his back, and it looks like he is traveling far away.

"Mom, I don't want to go, it's too cold there, Mom..."

Banggeng had a wronged face and felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

"Banggeng, be obedient. Be at peace when you go and don't cause trouble again."

Qin Huairu did not step forward to comfort her, but just watched from a distance.

The seed of the Jia family that she gave birth to was becoming more and more distant in her mind.

I used to hope that Bangge would be able to provide for her when he grew up, but if the situation continues, I won't be able to wipe his butt during this period of time.

Moreover, she didn't know if she could hold on for how long.

"Awesome, my great grandson."

When Mrs. Jia Zhang heard Bangge's pitiful words, she stepped forward and hugged him, tears streaming down her face.

Nowadays, in the family, the young Sophora japonica is a loser. I don’t know if she will come back when she gets married in the future.

Qin Huairu, a widow, might get married someday, and she was not a widow who left her children behind and ran away.

If this is the case, then her only support is the grandson in front of her.

Although he is still young, he is still a member of the Jia family.

"Milk, I won't go."

"Awesome, my great grandson."

"Nai, please help me. I won't go. It's too cold there. I want to stay in the courtyard."

"Awesome, my great grandson."

"Grandma, I'm afraid..."

Banggen clutched Jia Zhang's sleeve tightly, and the two of them started crying in the yard, letting the early risers watch the excitement.

Silly Zhu went out to work in the coal yard today, and happened to see the scene in front of him.

As for Jia Zhang and Bang Gang, Shazhu could still love the house and the bird before, but now.

He was not sure about his feelings for Qin Huairu.

If there was no such thing as reporting the merits, maybe I would still think about her good things as always, but now, seeing Jia Zhang and Bang Gang's "real feelings" show, I can't help but regard it as a joke.

Just seeing Qin Huairu's miserable look, my heart was still a little touched.

Qin Huairu didn't pay attention to the looks of the people around her, nor did she try to stop Jia Zhang from revealing her true feelings. She just glanced at Silly Zhu from the corner of her eyes and waited quietly.

After a while, a man walked in from outside, wearing a uniform, with a calm and threatening face.

"Jia Gen?"

The visitor glanced at the yard and then placed it on Jia Zhang who was crying bitterly. We had seen this kind of scene many times.

Of course, every time they come out, it means one thing: the problem is serious.

If these seemingly young children cannot be corrected in time and receive ideological education in time, they will definitely become a restless factor in society in the future.

"I don't want it, I don't want to be angry, grandma, help me, grandma..."

"Awesome, my great grandson."

It's a pity that Jia and Zhang came back and said the same thing.

The next second, Banggeng felt someone grab him by the back of his collar and stood up directly.

"Why are you crying? You regret it. Why don't you think about it when you make a mistake?"

"The country gives you a chance, don't take advantage of it."

"Now is your second chance, and it's best not to waste it."

Banggan glared at the tall figure of the visitor and did not dare to struggle. He could only look at Qin Huairu, Jia Zhang and Xiaodang and Huaihua with pleading eyes.

"I don't want to go, mom, grandma, I don't want to go, ah~~~"

Bang Ge's heart-rending cry made Qin Huairu burst into tears.

"Bangge, don't be afraid, it will be over soon in half a year."

"Mom will make braised pork for you when you come back..."

"Be obedient."

As Qin Huairu said, the visitor took a look, then pulled the stick and walked out, with Qin Huairu following behind.

Soon, the sound of a truck rang out and then quickly moved away.

Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at the disappearing figure at the Chuihua Gate, stood up tremblingly, and walked out little by little.

Soon, the Jia family disappeared from the courtyard.

At this time, Yang Xiaotao was looking at the items refreshed in the exchange column in a daze.

After getting up this morning, after tidying up, Yang Xiaotao glanced at the noise in the courtyard, and then prepared to go out to the machinery factory.

After staying at home for three days, it can be regarded as a short New Year's holiday. It's time to visit the machinery factory.

Especially since the design drawings of the gearboxes have been produced, the progress of tractors and tricycles has been greatly improved.

The later steps are less difficult and shouldn't take long.

As for production arrangements, we have to discuss them with Yang Youning and Liu Huaimin.

Try to make a prototype the year before last.

Well

There's less than a month left, so it's a little rushed.

Just when Yang Xiaotao was about to go out, he suddenly remembered that today was Monday.

It is also the first Monday of this year, and Yang Xiaotao is still very hopeful.

Sure enough, after opening the system panel and updating the items in the redemption column, a unique list appeared in front of me.

Yang Xiaotao didn't look at the other things, only stared at the list.

Soap refining technology, credits 2000.

"Depend on!"

Seeing the credit requirements at the end, Yang Xiaotao suddenly felt that the system was playing a trick on him.

I just earned 2,000 credits yesterday, and today I got something worth 2,000.

Really...

"Soap refining technology? This thing, at first glance, is used to produce soap."

"But do you still need it now?"

Yang Xiaotao remembered that when he won first place last time, he was given out two bars of soap.

When they took it home, Ran Qiuye and Ran's mother were very happy.

In their words, when there are more people in the family, there are more clothes to be washed and regular hand washing, and a piece of soap is simply not enough.

Moreover, soap coupons are not issued every month. Sometimes when the soap runs out, you have to find a way to wash it.

The most common thing used by people in the courtyard was plant ash. Yang Xiaotao had seen Ran Qiuye use it to clean menstrual belts. Ran Qiuye felt shy when using it.

Of course, when I was in Yangjiazhuang, I saw some people grating the roots of ground vegetables and using them to wash clothes.

All in all, these inconspicuous little things are related to people's living standards.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know much about these daily necessities, but it could be seen from the faces of Ran Qiuye and the two that these things were more precious than Yang Xiaotao imagined.

That's it for a piece of soap, but what about the soap refining technology?

With this thing, will the production of soap be increased?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I hope it's worth your money."

Yang Xiaotao looked at it for a while and decisively agreed, and then the two thousand credits disappeared into thin air.

In the space, three pages appeared.

The next moment, the refining technology appeared in the palm of his hand. Yang Xiaotao glanced at it and then shook his head.

"It's not difficult."

Looking at the above reaction principles and looking at the clearly explained operation procedures, Yang Xiaotao remembered that when he was reading novels in his previous life, when he traveled back to ancient times to compete for hegemony, the only tools for making money were glass and soap.

Anyone who has traveled through ancient times can do it, why can't he?

What's more, there are ready-made principles and formulas now.

There's no reason why it can't be done.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaotao decided to find an opportunity to go to the chemical factory to make this soap and save money on washing clothes.
To be continued...
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