The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man-Chapter 194 - 193: Deadlocked

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Chapter 194: Chapter 193: Deadlocked

Leng Yuan placed a rock on the lid to hold it down before looking up at the two men.

He saw the two of them were completely locked together.

He didn’t even blink at the sight.

They were still struggling, looking like they wanted to kill each other.

Leng Yuan didn’t move, just watched them in silence for three seconds.

Chen JianShe and Lu Yuanbin, still fighting on the ground, suddenly felt the atmosphere shift. They looked up and saw Leng Yuan watching them.

They both gave an awkward laugh, then immediately let go, scrambled up from the ground, and dusted themselves off.

Chen JianShe looked at his torn clothes and couldn’t help but get angry.

"You little punk! If you want to fight, then fight. Why’d you have to rip my clothes?"

Lu Yuanbin, seeing that his leather jacket was dirty, was just as unhappy.

"You’ve got some nerve. We were fighting, sure, but why’d you have to throw me on the ground? Do you have any idea how much this outfit costs?"

The two glared at each other.

Leng Yuan felt a headache coming on.

"If either of you starts fighting again, don’t blame me for what happens next."

The two of them immediately fell in line.

’Brother Leng is the one who’s truly ruthless when he fights.’

’The key is, they can’t beat him. They’d just end up taking a beating.’

Once he calmed down, Lu Yuanbin remembered he had come on important business.

He quickly hurried over.

"Brother Leng, I came to tell you some great news."

"Your wife’s facial soaps are all sold out."

Seeing Lu Yuanbin get closer, Chen JianShe, not to be outdone, moved in as well.

He was shocked when he heard what Lu Yuanbin said.

"One hundred and thirty bars, all sold?"

Lu Yuanbin nodded. "That’s right. At first, the price was a bit steep, so we were only selling three or four bars a day."

"I was starting to lose hope, thinking they wouldn’t sell well. But I never expected a flood of customers to show up a few days later."

"It all started because a few of the girls who bought the soap used it for a few days. Their faces didn’t just get cleaner—they became supple and dewy. The change was so surprising that people around them started asking questions, and that’s how word got out about the facial soap."

"They’re all factory workers, so most can afford a 1.2-yuan bar of facial soap. The young women were especially willing to spend the money. They rushed the black market and snatched up more than half the stock. A few days later, everyone who had tried the soap agreed it was great, so they brought in a whole new wave of customers, and the soap sold out completely."

"And even then, there were still plenty of people who couldn’t get any and came asking about it."

Lu Yuanbin saw that this product had a market—a big one. So, as soon as the roads were passable, he rushed over to deliver the news.

Chen JianShe was already off to the side, counting on his fingers.

Gu Jiaojiao’s price was eighty cents a bar. For one hundred and thirty bars, that came to one hundred and four yuan.

Lu Yuanbin sold them for one yuan a bar, making a twenty-cent profit on each. With one hundred and thirty bars, the total profit was twenty-six yuan.

"Twenty-six..."

Chen JianShe was dumbfounded.

You have to understand, at that time, a wild pheasant sold for only two or three yuan, and a wild rabbit was about the same. Twenty-six yuan was almost a month’s salary for a steel factory worker.

But that wasn’t the main point. The main point was how easily the money was earned.

Selling wild boars meant going up the mountain to hunt them, which was risky.

Selling eggs meant waiting for the chickens to grow up.

But this facial soap could be made by hand and was already so popular. ’Making money off of young women is just too easy!’

With that thought, the future skincare tycoon felt for the first time that this was an industry with a very promising future.

Of course, Gu Jiaojiao had no idea her facial soap had sparked this realization in Chen JianShe ahead of schedule.

At that very moment, she had just bought some cotton and was carrying a large bag.

Thank goodness for the bag Chen Sanmei had given her; otherwise, she would have had nowhere to put the cotton.