Eric left the cooking items outside first and brought the soap into the tent.
Corbin and Hugh were sitting around a table examining a stack of toilet paper. Seeing him enter, Hugh enthusiastically pulled up chairs for the two of them.
Eric shook his head; he didn't want to waste time, smiling as he said:
"This is the remaining soap; I've brought it all. Since I don't have molds, the shapes aren't very beautiful, but I think President Corbin will certainly find skilled craftsmen to reprocess them."
Corbin opened the package to look; the soap was placed neatly inside. Although the shapes were uneven, the sizes were almost identical, with no large discrepancies. He nodded in satisfaction.
"Consistent size is fine. When selling, I will find people to rework the shapes."
This type of unscented soap didn't need overly exquisite processing. It just needed to be trimmed to be neat before being sold, and the target customers were ordinary people anyway.
