"Mom knows." Xiao Luolan sighed. She didn't know, but there was no way. Without Sect Master Zhou and without the protection of Lei's cavalry, they were afraid that they would be robbed and robbed as soon as they went out. Fortunately, more terrible things may happen along with the robbery. Do you expect people in troubled times to be moral? Xiao Luolan was not a fool. She looked at her daughter's youthful and beautiful face and pinched her face affectionately.
She would not put her daughter in any danger.
That's why Xiao Luolan was so grateful to Sect Master Zhou.
"Mom has an idea, please listen to it." Xiao Luolan took her daughter's hand and said to her: "The miscellaneous books I bought before said that an anti-inflammatory drug can be made using local methods. Do you think it can be done?"
Xiao Qingxue suddenly realized: "Mom, are you talking about penicillin?" She shook her head vigorously: "I have thought about this when I have free time, but mom, in this backward environment in ancient times, there are no modern complete chemical instruments. , there are many miscellaneous bacteria in the extracted penicillin, and it is very likely to kill people. Even if it succeeds by luck, it will probably not be extracted with the ancient extraction process, and the quantity is pitifully small, and it cannot be produced at all."
After Xiao Qingxue finished speaking, when her mother didn't speak, she thought she was hit, but she didn't expect her mother to kiss her directly on the forehead.
"It's great, my dear, that you know so much."
Xiao Qingxue was so praised by her mother.
"But mom didn't mean penicillin." Xiao Luolan saw her daughter smiling, and her mood improved: "I read in a miscellaneous book that allicin can also be used to reduce inflammation and kill bacteria."
Xiao Qingxue: "Allicin?" She seemed to be a little impressed.
"I saw it in a book, and it said it was often used in breeding farms. I thought people could use it too."
"Garlic has anti-inflammatory and sterilizing properties. Maybe this method is feasible." Xiao Qingxue said excitedly: "Mom, you are so smart. Let's do an experiment together after eating."
"Okay, you eat slowly, we are not in a hurry."
When Fang Yun came back, she found that Mrs. Xiao had left a small plate of preserves for her, and then she heard the strange requests from her masters.
"Go to the kitchen?" Fang Yun looked at the two masters and persuaded: "Master, little lady, the kitchen is a place where servants work. The oil smoke is choking your nose. You can call the slave to eat whatever you want."
"No, Aniang and I have something to do." Xiao Qingxue said, "Fangyun, take us there."
Seeing the young master's insistence, Fang Yun could only take the masters to the chef of Dou Mansion.
When the servants in the Dou Mansion's kitchen saw the nobles visiting the house, they stopped what they were doing. When they heard that the nobles wanted to use the kitchen, they stood tied up by the firewood pile in the yard.
Mrs. Dou was very surprised when she received the news that Mrs. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao were going to the kitchen, so she rushed to the kitchen with her personal maid Qiaoxin.
"Mrs. Xiao, do you want to eat something?"
"I want to borrow the kitchen to make something." Xiao Luolan felt a little sorry for disturbing Mrs. Dou.
"So that's it." Mrs. Dou held a round fan in her hand and said carefully, "Mrs. Xiao, this is a big kitchen with a large population. Why don't you go to the small kitchen."
"Thank you, Mrs. Dou." Xiao Luolan didn't want to trouble so many people, so she bowed to Dou Haitao.
"I'll take you there."
Xiao Luolan took her daughter with her, and the more she walked, the more familiar the road became.
"Mrs. Dou, isn't this the way to Clan Master Zhou's study?"
Mrs. Dou covered her fan and said with a smile: "Master Jieduzhi is a distinguished guest in our house. He works very hard every day, so his residence has a small kitchen with everything. It is the same as the big kitchen. You can borrow it." Cook something in the little kitchen.”
Mrs. Dou felt that her guess was correct. Mrs. Xiao must have wanted to wash her hands and make soup for Master Jiedushi.
However, in her mind, washing hands and making soup should be discounted. She might just stand next to the slave and give instructions, then watch him do it, and then serve it to Master Jiedushi when it is done.
Many ladies wash their hands and make soup. It is not a verb, but an adjective.
"This is the small kitchen, and going forward through the corridor is the guest quarters of Lord Jiedushi."
Xiao Qingxue looked at the spacious and almost luxurious kitchen and felt that it was great to have power.
When Mrs. Dou heard that there was no need for servants in the kitchen, she looked at Mrs. Xiao's catkins in surprise that had never done heavy work.
Seeing Mrs. Xiao's insistence, she asked the servant to go to the big kitchen.
After leaving with her maid Qiaoxin, she turned around and asked to see Lord Jiedushi.
When Zhou Xu heard Mrs. Xiao enter the kitchen, he put down the information sent by Fei Ge. When Mrs. Dou finished speaking, he asked her to leave without changing his expression. After they left, he couldn't help but grin at the corner of his mouth and put one hand behind his back. Stroking his stubble with one hand, he walked around the study.
"Hey, Qingshan, what do you think Mrs. Xiao is doing for food?" Zhou Xu didn't need Zhao Qingshan to answer at all: "No matter what food is being cooked, if Madam Xiao brings it to me, I will definitely eat it all."
Zhou Xu was in an excited mood. Mrs. Xiao had always been indifferent to him. Earlier, she was more wary and grateful. Now Mrs. Dou told him that Mrs. Xiao had gone into the kitchen to prepare something. She must have cooked it for him.
What a good day it is today.
in the kitchen.
Xiao Luolan recalled the local methods she had seen in miscellaneous books, but she only recalled a rough outline. She was not very confident about this experiment. She smashed the selected clean garlic cloves in a clay pot with a wooden pestle. Fang Yun was there. They were pounding together on the side, and after pounding part of it, they put it in a clay pot and sealed it with a lid. Xiao Qingxue looked for the tools she would use later, a stove and a rectangular pottery, washed it and dried it, no accident. She found a jug of wine, smelled it, and had to make do with it.
Xiao Luolan poured the chopped garlic into the pottery on the stove, poured the wine on it, and burned it. She always felt that she was doing something wrong.
"I don't know if it can succeed?" Xiao Luolan was worried.
"We are just trying it now, and we will know the results after a few more experiments." Xiao Qingxue said.
"Too."
Fang Yun looked at the masters and felt that what they were doing was very strange.
Zhou Xu couldn't sit still in the study, so he took Zhao Qingshan to the small kitchen.
I could smell the smell of garlic from a long way away.
Is Mrs. Xiao making garlic mutton?
Zhou Xu guessed in his mind and strode towards the small kitchen.
Xiao Luolan opened the clay pot and looked at the turbid garlic liquid on the pot. She looked at her daughter: "Maybe it's because there is no liquor."
But it seems that there was no high-concentration liquor in ancient times. Xiao Luolan frowned. After doing some things, she realized that it was not something she could just think about. She was just an ordinary person.
Zhou Xu pushed the door open and went in, with Zhao Qingshan following behind him.
Xiao Luolan didn't expect Sect Leader Zhou to come.
"Sect Leader Zhou, why are you here?"
Seeing Mrs. Xiao holding a bowl in her hand, Zhou Xu stepped forward and said, "I heard from Qi Cong that you entered the kitchen, and I wanted to see what you were doing?"
Xiao Luolan didn't succeed, so he didn't have the nerve to give it to Sect Master Zhou, so he hesitated: "I just suddenly wanted to make something."
Zhou Xu took the bowl and saw what looked like a combination of wine and garlic floating in the bowl. There was no mutton. What did Mrs. Xiao want to do?
"Qingxue and I made it together."
Xiao Luolan said this, feeling a little ashamed: "Originally I wanted to give it to Sect Master Zhou, but I didn't get it right."
It seemed that Mrs. Xiao didn't cook often, but today she was washing her hands to make soup for him. Although the portrait was not very good-looking and the taste was not very good, Zhou Xu's heart gradually turned toward Mrs. Xiao. After all, this was done by Mrs. Xiao herself. do it.
"it…"
Zhou Xu took a deep breath and decided to eat a few more paprika later. He raised his head and prepared to drink it all in one go.
Xiao Luolan was startled and quickly stretched out her hand to stop her. Why was Sect Leader Zhou about to drink before she finished speaking.
Zhou Xu only felt Mrs. Xiao's hand on the back of his hand. It was cool and soft, and as delicate as fine warm jade. This was the first time that Mrs. Xiao took the initiative to touch him. Looking at Mrs. Xiao, he felt that even if it was... Even in the kitchen, she was radiant and charming.
Mrs. Xiao actually made soup with her own hands for him today.
Chapter 26
"You can't drink it yet." Xiao Luolan was worried that Sect Master Zhou would drink the failed product, so he quickly put the bowl on the table.
Xiao Qingxue stared at Sect Master Zhou who was about to drink the garlic water with her mouth open, and expressed great admiration for his courage. Can she still drink it? That’s so brave!
Zhao Qingshan saw that the small kitchen was a bit messy, but he was not worried about accidents like poisoning.
The food in the small kitchen is purchased by Lei's cavalry in person every day. One person purchases it and another person records it. The cook will check it every day. The safety in the kitchen is guaranteed, and Mrs. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao are always with them. Together, they had the same food, clothing, housing and transportation as they did. After entering the Dou Mansion, Mrs. Xiao had no contact with outsiders except for the morning when she went out with them. Therefore, for Mrs. Xiao's sudden visit to the kitchen, Zhao Qingshan was more likely to think that she wanted to do it on a whim. It’s time to eat.
It’s this eating... well, she really deserves to be a harem woman who never touches the spring water. She even uses wine to boil garlic water. I feel dumbfounded.
Seeing Mrs. Xiao becoming more and more shy, Zhao Qingshan coughed: "Mrs. Xiao, Miss Xiao, do you want to eat garlic mutton?"
Xiao Qingxue could only nodded, feeling a little embarrassed.
Zhou Xu later realized that Mrs. Xiao seemed not satisfied with the food he made this time. In fact, he felt that it was pretty good. The most important thing was her heart. He had already received Mrs. Xiao's thoughts, even if what he had done with his own hands was not good. Eat, Zhou Xu didn't care, took Zhao Qingshan's words and said: "Then let's eat this dish tonight."
Xiao Luolan hid her inner frustration, but she was not too disappointed. She was an ordinary person.
"The days are long in summer, Mrs. Xiao, why don't you take Miss Xiao to the side room of the study to read some books to pass the time." Zhao Qingshan shook his fan and said with a smile: "The whole side room is made of green bamboo, it is a good place to avoid the sun. , If Miss Xiao is good at playing the harp, there is also a Jiaowei lyre in the house that you can play."
"Thank you, Mr. Qingshan." Xiao Luolan thanked him and gave him another blessing. Xiao Qingxue also followed her mother and gave her a blessing.
Xiao Luolan held her daughter's hand. Although they were traveling on the same road as Sect Master Zhou, Xiao Luolan did not see the side room when passing by the study. She turned a big bend along the corridor of the study and saw the small bamboo set up behind the study. Building, there are many green bamboos planted around the bamboo building. The bamboo shadows cover the room, which is both sheltering and elegant.
Green gauze hangs around the two-story bamboo building, and the curtains move in the wind.
"This place is really beautiful." Xiao Qingxue took off her shoes and went up to the second floor. She found that there was a small lake behind the second floor. She lay on the railing and looked at the sparkling waves not far away. There were also plants planted in the small lake. There were many lotus flowers, the sunlight was shining, and the lotus shadows were fragrant.
Xiao Luolan saw that there were not only many books in the study, but also pens, inks, paper and inkstones, so she carefully took out a piece of paper and spread it on the table. Xiao Qingxue looked at it for a while and ran back to the room to kneel down next to her mother.
"I'm worried that Sect Leader Zhou and others will doubt our identity, so I want to practice calligraphy in advance." When Xiao Luolan said this, she felt like she was doing something bad. She was always teaching Fang Yun how to read on the carriage. In the sand, she can use her fingers or twigs to write. Once she writes with a calligraphy brush, she will reveal her secrets.
Xiao Qingxue thought carefully about what her mother said. It was not enough to be able to read. People in ancient times had to write.
She has also practiced calligraphy before. When she was a child, her mother enrolled her in many interest classes, including calligraphy, which included practicing calligraphy. Although she is unfamiliar with it now, she can still read it after practicing.
"Mom, I'll teach you." Xiao Qingxue poured water and polished ink and was about to teach her mother. Then she remembered that they couldn't be seen by others. She saw Fang Yun waiting outside the bamboo door, so she opened the door and looked at Fang Yun. .
"Little Master." Fang Yun bowed with her hands folded.
Xiao Qingxue said: "Fangyun, my mother and I don't need you to serve us now. You can come over in the evening."
"The weather is hot, little master, don't you need a slave to add fruit and water?" Fang Yun saw that it was quite hot today, and there was no one to serve in the room. The masters might not be used to it.
"It's okay." Xiao Qingxue paused and added: "When you come in the evening, just bring some peaches that have been frozen in well water."
"Yes." Fang Yun replied, deciding to do this when she got back.
After Fang Yun left, Xiao Qingxue happily taught her mother to practice calligraphy. When her mother was good at practicing, at least not limp, she also took a piece of paper and practiced.
Xiao Luolan practiced very seriously. She wrote on both the front and back of a piece of paper. After practicing on a piece of paper, she filled it with ink. She also covered her daughter's paper carefully, not letting anyone Discover their flaws.
"Mom." Xiao Qingxue practiced for a while and felt her wrist was slightly sore, so she stopped to rest for a while.
"Huh?" Xiao Luolan heard her daughter calling her and turned to look at her.
"Mom, are you worried about our future life?" Xiao Qingxue hugged her mother's arm and stayed close to her: "Don't worry, your daughter is very powerful."
"We all use bath beans here. A young lady from the ancient society I joined in high school taught me how to make soap. When we get to Langge, we can sell the formula to Clan Master Zhou and we can make some money."
