Bona's hands were perfectly cleaned, the water on her hands was dried by carbon fire, and her hands quickly became dry again.

What about grease? They are gone!

Bona had never experienced such a thing in her life, she started to jump and screamed.

"Liurik, what's the matter? Haha? Where's the oil? It's all gone, where did they go?"

Lurik originally wanted to say that all the oil was taken away by the hydrophilic base of the soap, but they certainly couldn't understand it.

He pointed at the muddy water in the tub: "The grease is in the water, but it's different. Bona, now your hands are clean. Maybe you use it to wash your face or wash your clothes. It becomes very clean."

"Oh! That's for sure. My dear Rurik, you made this baby so good." Bona subconsciously stretched out her soapy hand and squeezed Rurik's cheek affectionately: "My dear, You have helped us a lot. Now we boil the oil and don't worry about getting oily anymore."

Leurik has never heard of Bona's nickname for herself, but today she experienced it for the first time.

This person who inherited the position of the high priest without accident, she is an ambitious guy, and she is as excited as a child today.

The other priests did it even more funny. They put their hands into the oil urn, hoping that the baby named soupa could take the oil away in a magical moment.

They did just that, and Rurik watched them as children playing with toys, playing with a large brick-like soil soap.

A large amount of snow water was melted. Soon, a basin of snow water became extremely turbid, and the oily hands of the priests became clean again.

Rurik was completely left aside, and the priestesses suddenly became chattering. They not only washed their hands but also their faces. Some people accidentally put soap bubbles in their eyes. The stinging pain drove the suffering master to wash his eyes immediately, and more. The first time people try to wash their face with soap, the body feels very wonderful.

All of them have washed their faces very clean for the first time since they were born. And those turbid waters, they suddenly had a special understanding.

The water became muddy, and his face became clean from unclean.

Lurik's soupa has a magical power. The thing that makes the water muddy must be the dirt on his face.

They talked about these things in twitter, Rurik was very funny and didn't want to say anything.

The lively performance of the priestesses successfully attracted the high priest Veria.

She walked out of her cubicle with a walking stick, and it was extremely rare to see her subordinates so active, and many people were still laughing.

"What the **** is going on!? What did you eat last night, why did you wake up like crazy?" Veria scolded.

"It's Rurik's baby, he succeeded." After saying that, Bona picked up the wet soap and approached Veria with a delighted display.

"This is it?" Veria was a little suspicious. She turned away the young figure of Rurik who was standing confidently, "You made this with a lot of grease? Is it a handwashing thing?"

"Yes! Grandma, I said that no matter how much it is, it is useless. You can apply grease to your hands like them, and the grease will disappear quickly, including the dust in the nail gaps."

"Really? Then I will try."

has lived a lot of years, and today Veria is like a miracle.

In terms of hand-washing, Bona has obviously become a person who came over. She served Veria, who was getting weaker, to wash her hands, and the result was just as Rurik said.

"Oh! What a miracle! My child, you..." For a time, Villia was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Grandma, don't get excited. Now tell me how you feel, OK? I want a comment."

"You?" Veria stared at her hands carefully with that aging gaze, her dry skin seemed to be renewed. She paid special attention to the nail joints. She never thought that the most difficult place to clean is usually difficult to wash off with water. As a result, it was smeared with soupa and washed away with water, and the finest dust was also washed away.

If the nails are cleaned, using it to wash clothes is not the best choice.

Villa, she instinctively thought of using her to wash clothes and even all dirty things.

Villa hesitated for a while, and finally made an evaluation: "My child, you are doing very well. Maybe you can continue to do it so that everyone can wash their hands well."

Lurik nodded. He didn't want to hear rave reviews such as "You are so good" and "Soap works well".

Villa's explanation is in line with his own heart.

"I just intend to continue, because you are priests, you must try to keep clean."

Speaking of this, Rurik deliberately lied: "Actually... the Valkyrie told me in a dream that we should use materials that mortals can obtain to make a clean baby. I did this according to the requirements of the Valkyrie. Obviously All this is part of Odin's wisdom."

A lot of nonsense, only they believe it the most. After seeing the sudden changes in the faces of the priests, they were shocked that this was also part of the "Wisdom of Odin." No one immediately questioned. Everyone was feeling that their luck had actually been favored by Odin.

Of course, the biggest credit here is Rurik.

Veria's eyes trembled with joy: "Ruriek, my child. You get the blessing of Odin once again. You are really a happy child and our happiness. I really want to thank you and thank us for your protection. God."

Ideas are made by myself, and the initial operation is also on my own, but the help of others cannot be obliterated.

"And Lumia, my servant. The soap making ingredients are all in this room, but the process requires energy and makes people particularly tired." After speaking, Rurik thought that Lumia hadn't gotten up until now. , She won't get sick again?

Lurik turned around and ran to Lumia's bedding, with a small hand against her forehead, feeling that there was nothing unusual before the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

"I worked for you for a long time yesterday, and her illness did not recur?" Veria asked with some worry.

"Maybe this is also part of Odin's blessing." Rurik said casually, "Lumia is just too tired, but she shouldn't continue to sleep."

Lumia is indeed too tired. Although the daytime is short, the time is actually four hours. During the day, she drove the herd of deer to graze and was outside in the cold. The fur of deer can resist the cold. As a person, with the tailoring techniques of the modern era, it is difficult for the warm hide of the animal to keep it warm.

Lu Mia lost a lot of physical strength, drove the deer back to the deer pen and took care of it further, and then she dragged her tired body to work for Rurik.

She never wanted to speak out about her exhaustion, she wanted to continue to be satisfied with Rrik, because she seemed to have hope for her good future only in Rrik's charity.

Lumia dragged her body in a daze, and was dragged by Lurik to the priests.

After learning that the soap is not only completed, more than a dozen people's attempts have achieved good results, and her confusion has disappeared a lot. Everyone claims that soap works well, and it's worthwhile to stir frantically against a pile of paste in the urn last night.

"Lu Mia has contributed a lot. Now except for me, I think she has learned all the production methods." Rurik made no secret of his praise of her.

Villa nodded: "She is your servant. It is her responsibility that a servant can do things seriously."

"So I should appoint her to do more. I think I should reward her, so her grazing is not necessary today. The deer are grazing by other priests, um...In exchange, I left two pieces of soap and used them as Cleaning tools for the priests. I will continue to provide you with this in the future."

Villa could hear Rurik talking about conditions, which were about whether the priests could continue to use soap.

Soap is novel to everyone, so the grazing becomes a trivial matter.

Villa didn't refute, and didn't think too much.

A few lower priests went to the deer pen, and they drove the deer to graze on their own.

Lumia was so tired, she continued to nest in the animal skin pocket, and fell asleep again soon.

Only the priests continued to occupy the fire where the soap had been baked and began to boil the oil, and the long house began to smell of tempting fat burning again.

Leurik sat cross-legged on the leather cushion. He took out all the soap bars and kneaded the soft spots with his bare hands, intending to knead the soap bars into a standard brick shape.

He ate some meat and drank some porridge, looking at the soap bars in his hand, dreaming about the future scene of eating wheat.

Ancient people, talking about food is really extravagant.

What is the basis of food? There is nothing more than a mixture of starch (sugar), fat, and salt. Therefore, the porridge made with wheat meat and salt is the most fattening and delicious.

But this kind of life is short-lived. You either spend a lot of money to buy food from the south, or you go to Novgorod to ask for it.

Cereals are precious to everyone, and exchange more precious amber with them?

In theory, it is possible, because people always like more wealth. The problem is that there are more wealthy people. They are willing to spend more silver coins to make a fuss about luxury goods because they don't worry about eating and drinking.

Those ordinary residents don't have much food in their hands, but they have a larger population and the total amount of surplus food they hold in their hands is also more.

If you want to get precious grains from them, you must either grab them with a tomahawk and sword, or exchange them with more useful living products.

For example, soap is an option for excellent daily necessities. Of course, there can be more in the future.

Lurik was never a businessman, he knew the purest business knowledge.

So there are two bars of soap to give to the priest, and there are still seventeen bars left.

Soap can easily make a dozen priests jump and jump, and the high priest who has always been calm is also shocked, and they are more excited when they are ordinary people.

"Just save a little and sell them? How much is one? Fifty copper coins?" Look at Lu Mia's sleeping face. "Well, at least a silver coin, or I'm sorry for the girl's hard work. A piece of soap can be bought for the same price as deerskin, am I a bit profiteer? Bah, at least it's more merciful than being a pirate."

Just as Rurik was feeling the birth of his "soul of profiteer", Otto walked on the snow to find his beloved son. He also had to see whether the cause of his beloved son, which had been busy for a day without returning home, was fruitful.

"Did you succeed?" Otto rudely opened the leather curtain and asked directly.

Lurik was taken aback by Otto's sudden arrival.

"Oh Dad!"

"What do you make?"

"It's here." Rurik pointed, then looked at his father's questioning eyes, and introduced happily.

Otto is the first time I saw a brownish-yellow "huge stone" with a transparent texture. He felt that this thing was oil for a while, so wash his hands with stones?

Otto's loud noise scared the lower priests to suspend their work, and also awakened Vilia, who was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes.

"My boss! This is a sacred place, don't be rude."

"It's the high priest, I'm just here to see my son." Otto said in a calm tone, then slightly hooked his head and apologized to Vilia.

Villa stood up slowly, and approached Otto on crutches.

"You are here to see those soupa. Rurik succeeded, we can make soupa, it can clean all the dirt."

"Is this true?" Otto looked down at Aiko, his eyes focused on the so-called soap bars.

It's better to try it yourself.

is the trick of applying oil on his hands again, and Otto deeply experienced the magic of soap.

He always has some dirty hands. After being washed with soap, the white and red skin is also revealed on the back of his hands, which makes the hair on the back of his hands even more dazzling.

"It's amazing! Since it can wash hands, maybe I can wash my hair well?"

"And your big beard." Veria jokes cheerfully instantly.

Rrik actually dislikes Otto's beard very much. It is not that he hates the beard as a Nordic man in his life. Rrik hates the roughness.

It is true that only after eating and getting warm, can people be qualified to dress appropriately.

I want to come to my family as the home of the leader, and the family has the greatest wealth of the tribe. How can the leader live for fifty years or still look sloppy? Especially the beard, the father has the leisure to give the huge beard and braids, reducing the beard once becomes a meal Drinking water disorder.

Since it's an obstacle, you can just scrape it all off. But thinking of many middle-aged men in the clan continuing their Hustle, this is an unwritten tradition.

Beard hair too long will inevitably attract a lot of dust, and it is easy to breed parasites.

"Dad, you are here to wash your hair, it's okay, soupa will wash off the most difficult dirt from your hair." Rurik urged, holding up the soap.

Otto's heart was full of joy. The good things his son invented, he thought of using it for his old father at the first time. The two sons who died before did not think so.

"Okay! My child."

The men of the Ross tribe, many of them are madmen, they are called Bosaka, the dialect of the Ross tribe is called Balesak, in fact they are berserkers.

Everyone can become a berserker, but the standard must be strong muscles and a crazy image.

Otto is already very old. Fortunately, he likes to eat meat very much. He does a lot of sports on weekdays and has the ability to travel hundreds of kilometers on foot.

He took off his leather jacket and linen shirt. The muscles and arts on his back, as well as the muscles with bursting arms, really envied Rurik.

With such muscles, it scares the enemy away even if they are exposed, and there are many terrible scars on the back.

Lurik intended to help his father wash his hair, but Otto had to come in person.

His hair and beard were soaked~www.mtlnovel.com~ The soap bar rubbed against it and formed huge bubbles. He subconsciously rubbed the deep scalp, and a lot of dandruff was peeled off by the action of soap.

With a few pots of clean water, Otto finally recalled the feeling of childhood-exciting and refreshing.

This is refreshing that a normal bath can't achieve. He feels that the dirt attached to his head has completely disappeared and turned into gray and turbid water in the tub.

No need to say anything, Otto did not say a word, he suddenly picked up his son and lifted him up and down to show his satisfaction.

Lurik kept his composure, he asked, "Dad, are you satisfied?"

"Very well, I don't know how you turned the grease into it. You must have got the magic that Odin bestows on you, my child. You will give soupa to others, right, such as those uncles."

It sounds like Otto really cares about his "close comrades" who are Otto's solid supporters.

Without thinking about it, Rurik agreed, "Of course, I made a lot of it for everyone to use. But I did a lot of things to make him, and I must be paid. After all, it is not a trophy. Cannot be allocated, only purchased."

His son's words were beyond Otto's expectation. He didn't know when his son developed business acumen.

My son's words are also very correct. The things I make should be sold out, turned into a large amount of coins, and then used to buy other things.

In life, we should accumulate wealth, so that we can live a good life with my family, and then bring my friends to be happy.