"Thank you..." This was probably the first time that she was wearing clothes of the opposite sex, and she was not related by blood to the opposite sex. Su Qingluan felt that her cheeks were a little hot, but Su Qingluan was not ungrateful, so she could only whisper. : "I'm actually not too cold..."
Before she finished speaking, Su Qingluan felt a little itchy in her nasal cavity, and then - "Sneeze!" He sneezed.
…Does this count as a slap in the face on the spot?
Mu Xingzhi probably noticed Su Qingluan's discomfort, so he changed the subject and asked, "What is Qingluan writing?" Although his tone was questioning, Mu Xingzhi's eyes were very polite, and Su Qingluan just said Subconsciously making a shielding movement, he immediately turned his gaze to the side, which made Su Qingluan feel that he was making a fuss.
"Oh...it's the new product concept of 'Su Ji'..." Su Qingluan originally wanted Mu Xingzhi to take a look, but found that what she had written was a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, and there were various simple symbols in it, let alone Mu Xingzhi, an ancient man, probably not many people could understand even among modern people, so after thinking about it, he decided to give it up.
"I just recorded some of the ideas I could think of." After the train of thought was interrupted, Su Qingluan's ability to perceive the environment gradually returned, so she felt the chill gradually creeping in, and unconsciously tightened her clothes again. A little bit.
Afterwards, I realized that this action was a bit ambiguous. Su Qingluan asked Mu Xingzhi: "Why did you think of putting on your own clothes for me?" In fact, this statement was a bit ungrateful, but Su Qingluan was really a little shy now. I feel overwhelmed and even a little stressed, so I have to take a preemptive strike no matter what.
Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan's hair that was visible to the naked eye, and said with a smile: "I know that this is rude, but I have to act according to the right. If Qingluan got cold because of this accidental night, it is not a big deal. That's a good thing. What's more, even if I want to put your clothes on Qingluan, I have to make it easy to get it, right?" As he said that, he glanced in the direction of the screen.
Probably because he knew that Su Qingluan would not use it indoors in front of him even if he was beaten to death - even through a screen - so the chamber pot behind the screen had been removed, so Su Qingluan now used the screen as a clothes rack. .
But after Mu Xingzhi's signal, Su Qingluan discovered that although her clothes were placed on the screen, there was something else placed on it - a pair of socks that she had changed into!
Unlike modern socks, which are ordinary clothes that can be worn outside, in this era, "socks" are private clothing that can be equated with "bras".
Because Su Qingluan was still a "modern person thinking" for a while, she often neglected such details. This time it was also the case, because Mu Xingzhi was too gentlemanly and did not make any oversteps, and she herself was a carefree person. I had a bad temper, so I simply forgot about the socks and just put them on top casually.
If Mu Xingzhi rashly pulled off his clothes and took his socks with him, Su Qingluan would replace the socks with underwear and bring them in...
Oh my god, this is so embarrassing!
Just thinking about it this way, Su Qingluan himself would touch the ground with his toes, not to mention Mu Xingzhi, a real ancient person, this is simply...
"Yes... I'm sorry!" Su Qingluan instantly transformed into a bouncing warrior and quickly took off the socks and put them away, "I... I will definitely pay attention next time!"
bump!
Because she was too anxious, Su Qingluan accidentally touched the screen, causing the screen to sway back and forth.
Although the screen was only a thin layer, its size was still there, and it also had a base, so Su Qingluan was still in a lot of pain.
But it's just right - Su Qingluan thought with a grin - the pain will help her remember, so that she won't be so careless all the time!
Probably because he couldn't bear to see Su Qingluan continue to be at a loss like this, Mu Xingzhi chuckled: "Didn't Qingluan say that it's not advisable to write under this dim candlelight for too long? If he is finished today, Qingluan should go earlier. It’s good to rest, isn’t it?”
"Yes, I'm going to bed. You should go to bed early too!" After saying this, Su Qingluan ran away and got into the bed. After a moment, he tried to throw Mu Xingzhi's coat out as if throwing a bomb. After thinking about it, he thought about it. He put it on the backrest of the wheelchair, "I'm sleeping, you blow out the candles!"
After saying that, Su Qingluan covered herself in the quilt and pretended to be dead.
Mu Xingzhi rolled the wheelchair next to the candle and blew out the candle. From Su Qingluan's perspective, he didn't waste a moment.
But even if Mu Xingzhi passed by Su Qingluan and scribbled those things for only a moment, he could clearly see what was written on it with his excellent eyesight.
As usual, there were many characters that Su Qingluan wrote that he didn't understand. Although Mu Xingzhi knew some of the characters, they were put together according to Su Qingluan's way, but Mu Xingzhi couldn't decipher the meaning—— And he believed that the recombined words were definitely not the original meaning.
The only thing Mu Xingzhi was sure about was that Su Qingluan's writing habits were different from anyone he had ever seen. Not only was he used to writing horizontally, he was also used to writing from left to right.
But he said nothing, asked nothing, just blew out the candle.
There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Su Qingluan stayed up all night passively after writing like crazy for a long time because of yesterday's "whimsy".
Therefore, although Su Qingluan did not sleep until midnight as he did with a hangover the night before, he still got up a little later than the scheduled early morning time.
After eating the wontons made by Songbo in the morning, Su Qingluan thought that she had suggested to Songbo that milk or goat milk with sugar would relieve the spiciness. Later, Songbo also thanked her for this matter, so Su Qingluan Luan then asked Song Bo where he could find milk.
If it doesn't work, goat's milk will do. Anyway, I just want to make brushed cheese. The contents of cow's milk and goat's milk are just different, and goat's milk may have a stronger smell, but if you only want to make cheese itself, , both of which are actually possible.
In fact, animal dairy products are not that hard to find in this day and age, but if you specify milk, it may not be that easy - after all, no one raises dairy cows alone, and raising cows is just farming cattle. Whether there is milk or not is up to God. the meaning of.
Fortunately, Su Qingluan was lucky, and Song Bo actually got her a small basin of milk.
Su Qingluan did not wait around during this period, but found a lemon - the vinegar brewed in this era has too many impurities, and it is not as good as lemon juice itself. It is better to squeeze it out directly without filtering. .
"Madam, what are you doing?" Songbo asked curiously.
