I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 351: Soap

Last time he exchanged for raspberry wine here, Corbin could not bear to sell any of it, keeping it all to enjoy by himself.

Compared to his beloved gold and silver, he loved good wine even more...

It wasn’t that he didn’t have wine from fifth-rank breweries, it was just that he had tasted this flavor for the first time; it was extremely fresh. Even though he tried to drink it sparingly, a jar of wine was quickly emptied.

But good wine was limited, and running out so quickly made him anxious to the point of fever.

The Hadu tribe was no longer a partner that didn’t matter whether they existed or not; they had become an important partner of the Halun caravan.

Not just because of the fine wine, but also because that person wanted to stay here. Either of these two reasons was enough to elevate the Hadu tribe’s status in Corbin’s heart.

Eric secretly rejoiced in his heart; a cooperative partner had a higher status than a mere consumer. At least the members of the Halun caravan would no longer look down on his clansmen.

Although the clansmen didn’t care about the humans’ views, just as they didn’t like humans.

But Eric still hoped his clansmen wouldn’t have to suffer any grievances; he truly didn’t like the subtle look of disdain from the members of the merchant guild.

"Alright, thank you very much then." Eric did not refuse anymore.

He moved the plate of cakes aside, clearing the center spot, and then placed the goods he brought onto the table one by one.

Corbin originally thought that this time, apart from furs and magic cores, he would at most harvest a few jars of raspberry wine, or that very popular candy. Unexpectedly, the items on the table made him unable to take his eyes off them; he had never seen any of them before.

He curiously picked up a square block, a pale yellow object that looked very much like candy, only the smell was... truly hard to smell.

Thinking of the candy Eric brought last time, which was both sweet and smelled of fruit, Corbin didn’t believe it and intended to take a bite. Luckily, Eric saw this and hurriedly stopped his mouth.

"This is not for eating!"

He broke out in a cold sweat. He hadn’t added any fragrance to this first batch of handmade soap, and besides, the tribe didn’t have such high-end things.

In his hometown, he called this type of soap "stinky soap"; one could imagine how unpleasant its smell was.

He just didn’t expect Corbin to intend to taste it. Eric explained, half-crying half-laughing:

"This is soap I made to wash clothes. Its cleaning ability is very strong; it’s very good for commoners to use for washing clothes."

Corbin usually had mages in the merchant guild take turns casting cleaning spells on him, and there were people specialized in washing his clothes. He had been pampered since childhood and had never washed clothes by hand.

However, he had seen maids washing clothes; they all used high-end seashell ash bought from the Sea clan to clean, then added perfume to the clothes. As for how commoners did their laundry, he really didn’t know.

Embarrassedly putting down the square block in his hand, Corbin gave a dry laugh: "This is for washing clothes? I’ve never seen it before."

Eric also became curious and couldn’t help asking: "So what do humans use to wash clothes?"

Corbin said: "My family uses shell powder from the Sea clan to wash clothes. As for commoners, maybe they wash by the river?"

It seemed the way of life for humans here was similar to what Eric predicted, or perhaps cruder, but at least they didn’t use urine to wash. He remembered reading in some general science magazine that ancient Europeans, especially Romans and Greeks, used urine to wash clothes, and there were even people specialized in collecting urine to sell...

Ugh, just thinking about it made Eric feel nauseous.

He didn’t understand why ancient Westerners could come up with so many anti-human methods, such as high heels to avoid stepping on feces, or wide skirts to conveniently relieve themselves at any time; he had to concede defeat.

Eric pointed at the bar of soap and said mysteriously:

"Chairman Corbin, please have someone find a set of dirty clothes and bring them here. Test the soap’s ability right away; it will absolutely satisfy you."

Seeing his manner, Corbin was also curious. If this little beast spoke the truth, then there was no worry about selling this thing.

He called a male servant in: "Use this to wash the dirty clothes on your body, wash them right here."

The male servant didn’t understand what was happening, but he didn’t dare disobey his master’s order. He obediently brought a basin of water, took off the dust-covered clothes from traveling, and placed them in the basin.

The male servant didn’t have mages casting cleaning spells on him, so the original color of the clothes on his body could no longer be seen. The water in the basin almost instantly turned gray.

Corbin couldn’t hide his disgust, but wanting to see the effect of the square block, he remained standing there to watch.

This was because he traveled frequently; if it were other nobles, they would have fled far away long ago.

Contrary to him, Eric was very happy; the dirtier the clothes, the clearer the soap’s effect. He put the bar of soap into the male servant’s hand:

"Just rub this on the clothes, rub a few more times, and then wash."

The male servant obediently followed his instructions, rubbing the soap back and forth on the clothes several times before starting to wash. Who expected that white foam like sea waves would rise from the clothes in his hands? The water was already gray, but after the male servant scrubbed a few times, the water turned black.

This scene was no different from a miracle. The male servant looked at the clothes in the basin in astonishment. Previously, he used river water to wash stained clothes, and they couldn’t be cleaned at all.

Every time he went home, his wife would use burnt ash to scrub for him, which was cleaner than him washing carelessly with river water, but never had there been a time as fast and clean as now; the stains were almost immediately dissolved.

At this moment, Corbin was no longer disgusted either. Seeing the effect, he knew a money-making opportunity had arrived: "Hugh! Hugh! This guy is definitely outside, come in here and look quickly!"

He called out loudly outside the tent.

Hugh had intended to wait for Corbin to finish discussing business before exchanging for some good wine privately, so he strolled in.

"Do it again for him to see!" Corbin ordered the male servant.

The male servant was ecstatic; such a good thing, and he was the first to use it. Indeed, the servant the Chairman trusted most was him!

He quickly fished the clothes out, changed to a basin of clean water, then placed the more than half-cleaned clothes into the water and repeated the process just now.

Hugh stared with wide eyes in astonishment, inadvertently using too much force and plucking out a tuft of his beard. Disregarding the pain in his chin, he took three steps in two to get closer, picked up the wet square block, and cried out in surprise:

"What is this! The effect is so powerful!"

Actually, when he saw the male servant’s clothes had been washed once, the effect wasn’t as obvious as the first time they were put in water, but even so, Hugh was amazed enough.

The laundry methods of humans in the other world were still quite poor. Nobles and royalty often used mages to maintain hygiene, and the cost each time was very high.

Besides that, shell powder from the Sea clan was relatively cheaper, but ordinary people couldn’t afford it either; the majority still used plant ash.

Those with a bit of money would smoke them with incense, and richer families would add a little perfume.

In this situation, soap was indeed a superior invention.