Figurines

His lip twitching, Di Tou let out a nod. Alright, whatever, if Ba MaZhen wanted to toot his own horn, then toot he could!

Chuckling, Ba MaZhen's eyes twinkled as he considered Di Tou's previous reaction before reaching under his makeshift table and opening up a chest. In the end, after several moments he took out a square wooden box that was wrapped nicely in linens before placing it atop the table and opening it, revealing a small metal tin inside. Twisting off the lid, Ba MaZhen said, "Look, this is the finest shaving butter. The same one that the people in the city use, with a little bit of water, it foams up and can cover the entire chin! This tin here is enough for at least half a year!"