Clueless

Hearing An Xuyuan's words, Zhang Yulan snapped out of her thoughts. It took her a moment to recall his question, and she replied, "Oh, those soaps were given by Sister Jueyu. She made them herself."

"Brother An, the quality of this soap is much better than the ones sold in the supply store, right?" she asked with a grin.

Compared to the soap sold in the state-owned supply store, this soap was indeed of higher quality. Not only did it have more bubbles and smell nice, but it could also remove oil stains easily.

He nodded and agreed, "Mhmm, it cleans oil stains easily."

When she heard this, Zhang Yulan stood up and went to the woodshed. When she returned, she was carrying a jar in her arms.

She placed the jar on the balcony and said, "Brother An, you can have this jar of soap. We still have several jars, and they will last us a long time. If you need more, just let me know."