The wife of the Grand Secretary, the Minister of the Central Secretariat, was so happy that she was like this after getting two pieces of soap. It was not embarrassing to say it out loud.

But in the eyes of the parties involved, the meaning of these two pieces of soap is definitely no less than that of two limited edition brand-name bags in later generations, and they are even more than that.

The reason is very simple. This thing has no price, and you have no place to buy it if you have money. You can use one yuan less.

Of course, if you have a wild path and a thick-skinned face, you won’t be able to get it. But people like the Tang Dynasty court will not exceed the number of two-handed ones, and there is not much difference between them and there is no such thing.

"What? Is this soap made by the prince with pork?" Yu Zhining's face suddenly changed and he said, "Madam, you are confused. This soap is made of people's fat and ointment, so how can we use it."

Mrs. Yu, who was in high spirits, was thrown into cold water, and she was immediately dissatisfied, and her aura was infinitely enlarged: "My master is so powerful. I just took two pieces of soap, but I was just a waste of money and cream? Is it going to take such a big hat, do you plan to bring me to justice to serve as a warning?"

As soon as my wife showed her power, Yu Zhining suddenly became timid and wanted to explain without hesitation: "I don't mean this, madam, don't mess around, okay?"

It would be better if I didn't explain it. This explanation was almost like adding fuel to the fire and directly caused a fire to burn my body.

"I'm just messing around? Well, Yu Zhining, I've married you for so many years, have children for you, and manage the family business for you. You touch your conscience and tell me whether I have been blessed with you for a day. Woo woo... Yu Zhining, you are a heartless person, I'm just messing around with two pieces of soap, right? Well, I'm just messing around with you, so what if I'm messing around, I'm going to see whoever I want to find!"

Yu Zhining: “…”

Who am I, where am I, whom I have provoked?!

Seeing that his wife became more and more outrageous, Yu Zhining wanted to go up and pull her up in a hurry, but unexpectedly, his wife came directly on the face.

Swish!

"Ouch!"

With a cry of pain, three blood grooves on Lao Yu's face were added.

It's over, Barbie Q.

After Old Yu broke his face, Mrs. Yu also knew that she had caused trouble. After all, her husband would go to court tomorrow morning, so what if she was caught and was scattered.

What I know is because of soap, and those who don’t know think Lao Yu was educated by his wife when he went out to visit a brothel.

"Master, are you okay? Butler, go and find a doctor." In a panic, Mrs. Yu quickly helped Lao Yu to the table and sat down, nervously looking at the face that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar.

Yu Zhining also came back to his senses and sighed: "Oh, madam, I actually don't mean to dislike you, it's just..., alas, forgot, if madam likes this soap, keep it. If it's not enough, I'll go to Wei Zheng and ask for it."

Mrs. Yu hesitated, and when it comes to this, she had to tell Yu Zhining: "Master, I don't have to ask for this soap, but now all the women in Chang'an are proud of using this soap. If they still bathe like before, it doesn't matter. The key is that they are afraid of losing your face, Master."
Chapter completed!