After hearing Mu Xingzhi's words, Su Qingluan glared at him fiercely.
Mu Xingzhi's expression was very innocent, as if he was asking: "Why are you staring at me?" Su Qingluan chuckled: "You are pretending to be confused because you understand, right?"
Glancing outside the door, she still had some scruples. She lowered her voice and said, "In the final analysis, is this a question of tax rates? The tax burden of a hundred people falls on ten people. It would be strange if people are not crushed to death."
Judging from the overall living standard of Huaxi Village before the time travel, even if they were not crushed to death, they were still crushed to death.
Su Qingluan waved his hands irritably: "I don't bother to think about such complicated things. Those are things that big people should worry about. I just want these folks who are friendly to my family to live a better life, at least to be stable first." I will be content to live through this coming winter."
She couldn't control other things and didn't want to. Now she is just a peasant girl with a little wealth, and she doesn't have that much leisure time.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan felt irritable and took a sip of tea.
Seeing this, Mu Xingzhi quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute -"
"Pfft!" It was too late. Although the tea Su Qingluan drank was not scalding hot, it was still very hot. In an instant, she felt that her entire mouth was numb from the heat, and a layer of skin fell off her tongue and upper teeth, which made her suck in cold air.
Mu Xingzhi rang the bell outside, and Songbo came in a moment later. Mu Xingzhi ordered: "Bring some ice water."
Songbo looked at the spray-like water stains in front of Su Qingluan, and then at the way she gasped for cold air. He roughly knew the reason. Just when he was about to agree to leave, Su Qingluan quickly stopped him: " Songbo, wait!"
Because her tongue was really sore, she couldn't help but stick it directly in the middle of her mouth, which sounded a bit unclear.
Su Qingluan ignored her funny look and endured the pain and said one after another: "If you have a weighing instrument, can you help me weigh two coins of salt and put it in two pounds of water? If it is too little, it is difficult to weigh it. , it’s okay to increase it in proportion, as long as it’s this ratio.”
Two coins of salt is ten grams, two pounds of water is one kilogram, and the volume is almost one thousand milliliters. In this way, you can almost make light saline water that is closer to the concentration of physiological saline. Compared with pure water, this kind of light salt water has a better sterilizing effect when gargling, and can promote the healing of burnt oral cavity faster.
However, since it is just a mouthwash and not an injection, there is no need to strictly follow the concentration ratio of physiological saline.
This was probably the first time he saw such a request after being burned. Songbo was stunned for a moment and glanced at Mu Xingzhi.
Mu Xingzhi lowered his eyes slightly, and Song Bo nodded and turned to prepare.
Su Qingluan was so scalded by the sip of hot tea that she naturally didn't notice the interaction between master and servant, which was so small that there was almost no movement.
Su Qingluan was like "thinking haha" for a long time. Songbo finally brought over the light salt water that Su Qingluan mentioned, and he even brought an empty teacup to Su Qingluan. .
Su Qingluan understood that she was asked to rinse her mouth and then spit it in, so she rinsed her mouth gratefully and thanked her.
She naturally understood that Mu Xingzhi would pay attention to the proportion of the light salt water, but it was better than waiting for a more serious burn. Besides, the light salt water thing didn't have much technical content, so just tell him.
With this idea in mind, when Su Qingluan heard Mu Xingzhi ask why he used two coins of salt to mix with two taels of water, Su Qingluan said: "Actually, one coin and eight is more accurate... Well, I I read in some miscellaneous books that salt water mixed with this ratio can be used as a gargle to help with oral ulcers or damage."
Su Qingluan thought that there should be a lot of water left in the two kilograms, so she raised her head and said, "Songbo, don't throw away the remaining salt water. It's good to rinse your mouth after meals."
Songbo smiled and nodded: "Hey, I understand." Then he took the things Su Qingluan had just rinsed his mouth and went out.
Although Su Qingluan's mouth still hurt slightly at this time, after drinking ice water and gargling with light salt water, it was much better than at the beginning.
However, if the ice cube was removed from her mouth, she would feel a burning sensation, so she simply bit an ice cube the size of her thumb on her tongue and said vaguely: "I want the design of the 'Su Ji' trademark to be special. The style should preferably be something you’ve never seen before, but it shouldn’t be too weird and should be beautiful.”
After all, if it is too non-mainstream, it will certainly be impressive, but if it does not follow the public's aesthetics, it is estimated that a considerable number of people will reject the trademark when they look at it.
While listening to Su Qingluan's new and unconstrained requests, Mu Xingzhi jotted them down with a brush.
Although it was not the first time she saw this man writing, Su Qingluan looked at it with her limited but not too bad calligraphy skills. This guy's regular calligraphy would definitely make those so-called "experts" from various "associations" Ashamed.
"Just use this font."
"Well?" Mu Xingzhi paused and raised his head.
"Ignore the color and other effects for now, let's just use your current font, it looks pretty good." Su Qingluan grinned.
After hearing this, Mu Xingzhi wrote down the words "Su Ji" and asked, "Is that all it takes?"
Su Qingluan looked at the regular script of the two traditional Chinese characters: "Well, this is the font. It's just that the rendering effect needs to be redesigned later, as well as the color matching." And if it is used as a trademark, it cannot be just two characters. , always design the packaging background or something.
"what colour?"
Su Qingluan paused, then remembered the popular memes on the Internet in her previous life and laughed so hard: "For example, it's like... colorful black or something..."
Naturally, Mu Xingzhi didn't know that Su Qingluan was playing tricks, so he frowned slightly: "Colorful means rich colors, but black can swallow up all colors. How can there be colorful black?"
Su Qingluan burst out laughing when she heard this: "But what if I insist?"
Mu Xingzhi could see that Su Qingluan was joking, but after thinking about it, he turned around and walked into the room. After a while, he was holding something like a piece of cloth in his hand.
Spread out, it is a piece of fabric about five inches square.
This fabric is a bit like the satin that Zhang Ma wore before, but it is obviously more than one grade - because Zhang Ma's material only glows in the light, and what this fabric sheds is not just irregular overflow. It is not a colorful streamer, but a gorgeous and complicated dark pattern.
The dark patterns are different under different intensity of light and different angles. Mu Xingzhi smiled and said, "Can this be considered 'colorful black'?"
