Chapter 828: Poor skin feel
Guo Dong's point is a key one.
Nowadays, everyone's requirements for hand cream have changed. Anti-freezing and anti-cracking are no longer the sales hotspots. Whether the fragrance is good and whether the design is beautiful are the keys to attracting girls.
After all, living conditions are getting better and better, and situations like freezing and cracking rarely appear around urban people.
And people who are prone to freezing and cracking are very satisfied with snake oil cream and urea cream that cost a few yuan. What 188 hand cream?
That is really having money and nowhere to spend it.
And the formula was changed like this, the all-oil phase composition has no skin feel at all, and applying it is no different from applying a layer of oil. It melts when it's hot and solidifies when it's cold, which is destined to be inconvenient to carry, and even the container for it must be paid attention to.
Song Tan didn't care about these: "Just tell me if the effect of this formula is good or not?"
Please! Guo Dong stared at her with an expression that was simply incomprehensible: "With this formula, ordinary ingredients are moisturizing enough. You use all your family's good things, do you say the effect is good or not?"
As for the skin feel? What is that? Apply it to hands and feet every night before sleeping. Don't look at the black, but she is exquisite!
She stretched out her hand:
Guo Dong said "Oh", "This will be discussed next year. There are too many things to plant on the mountain next year, and it is not its turn for the time being—Professor Song also said that apple trees and grass fruit are mixed, but the high-quality grass fruit is so tall now, it is completely impossible to plant under the tree."
"No need, skin is black, it's black. I told him that if you produce more oil, you will reflect light in the sun, shining brightly..."
And Song Tan was stunned, and the anger just now dissipated without knowing it.
She stared at Little Guo Yi: "When Taotao Treasure is on the shelves, you come to be a hand model!"
Song Tan twitched the corner of her mouth.
Everyone wants to share a little more money, and if they can't share it, they don't want others to spend more money. After tossing and turning, the main force turned out to be Little Secretary Zhu...
"That's still possible." Zhang Zhang Yanping said positively: "If you can't buy it, you will regret it later, and you will go to the store to check the details seriously and read it repeatedly—it can achieve the effect of disguisedly improving customer loyalty."
"That's it!" Guo Dong sighed: "Quality, quality... quality is the most important."
"I have to boil medicine and rub
There are also two cliffs by the riverbank; because it involves land that belongs to the neighboring village, the other party heard of your reputation for throwing money around and wants to raise the price... That's why Secretary Zhu is still negotiating even now!
Dr. Guo is extremely interested: "You can even pick flowers to steam pure dew—forget about essential oil extraction, it's too wasteful and unnecessary."
Secretary Zhu pondered for a moment: "You buy everything he gives you at the asking price, and you pick the fatty meat too. But... he has to sell you another basin of pork cracklings."
That is the classic case of plans failing to keep up with changes.
And you, by next year, will likely have more money.
It's just showing a hand, Song Tan doesn't mind, she just muttered: "Do you still need to post photos when selling things at your place? No one bothers to look at them anyway."
In any case, you can't lose that level of trust where customers rush to buy as soon as they see there's stock.
And when she opened her palm, the fingertips were rosy; there were calluses, but they only served to highlight the softness and tenderness of the palm, like a lump of soft snow.
Guo Dong looked at Zhang Zhang Yanping—that silly cousin clearly looked like he had no hope of finding a partner in the summer, but now it seems...
She laughed, then spun around: "Can you tell? I've even gained weight! Being raised white and chubby here, it couldn't be healthier!"
Logically, such matters are handled by locals with extensive connections, but which village doesn't have relatives?
Honestly, Guo Dong's open palm is nothing more than that.
Guo Dong generously promised:
Since that's the case, let's prioritize taste.
Anyway, since I don't go out to sunbathe in the winter, I'll just make a few more herbal masks when I'm free and roasting by the fire, and nourish it slowly!
"Starting in autumn, apply a layer of Jin Jin Yingzi flower oil every night, massage it in until absorbed, and then wear gloves—look at my hands and face, and then tell me if it's effective?"
It's not convenient to pull off socks to look at my feet, but looking at my hands is fine.
Now next year's plan includes mugwort, sunflowers, wheat, and miscellaneous grains... When I first leased the mountain, why did 300 acres feel so huge? I couldn't finish working it.
Therefore, the originally planned fructus amomi can only be planted in the narrow intersections between trees, and the yield is estimated to be just enough for our own consumption, with a little left to supply Boss Chang.
Song Tan:... That stings.
Instead, the edges are smooth and rosy, looking like a fresh, raw feeling.
As for Song Tan...
"This flower oil hasn't been refined, so applying it directly to the face easily causes clogged pores. Hands look good no matter what you apply, but if the face has problems, I'll have to spend effort..."
Looking at her fingers again, they are slender and fair, the skin is delicate, and the pale blue veins on the back of her hands are exceptionally prominent.
Loofah water can be used to wipe the face, but like aloe vera, if not handled properly, it's very easy to cause allergies, so body lotion is safer.
Guo Dong was extremely moved!
Her nails are round and shiny; despite handling medicinal herbs and processing them every day, there are no black traces in her nail beds that usually come from years of labor.
In her words: "Those two cliffs can't grow trees or be used for farming; apart from rocks, there's only grass. The result is that the price for fertile land isn't enough, and they still want to open their mouths like a lion... No way!"
Now it seems, why is this place becoming increasingly stretched thin?
"If I can't lease it, then I can't lease it. I'm not short of those two pieces of land. In the countryside here, there's nothing else but plenty of land and mountains."
And Zhang Zhang Yanping said: "As for the face, just keep it clean; don't learn from people online chasing this and that. If you have that money, you'd be better off eating something good... By the way, have you recovered from your hypoglycemia?"
And Guo Dong thought for a moment, then suddenly asked: "I'll plant more loofahs next year to collect loofah water. Can you make body lotion or something similar?"
Actually, those old-variety apple trees are already tall enough, but no matter how tall, in order to increase yield, the branches and forks in the middle of the trees are numerous.
He was talking about the time Song Tan fainted from hypoglycemia before she even entered the house; he had to force-feed her a huge bowl of sugar and salt water to wake her up!
As for the originally planned dwarf fructus amomi variety, both Grandpa Qi and Master Qian happened to have used it, and said it was missing something...
She couldn't help but ask a soul-searching question: "With the effort you spend maintaining your hands, why are you so reluctant to maintain your face?"
Song Tan stared at them for a while—Xiang Xiao Mingming had reminded her earlier to only film her hands, because Dr. Guo's hands were truly good-looking!
The impression was too deep.
That's a must!
Slurp! Rural big iron pot rendering lard and frying pork cracklings, fragrant!
"If you go back to the Imperial Capital for the New Year, I'll definitely have to get you two racks of ribs to take with you."
Xiang Xiao Mingming, listening from the side, couldn't help but nod: "That's true, there aren't many people in the village watching anyway, and even if you fix up your face, wouldn't it be like Tan Tan, hiding your light under a bushel?"
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