"No, I only have a thousand and a half. I don't have three thousand silk. The length is rare and the thickness is not good."
Mrs. Xu touched her hair and said to the camera as if chattering: "Well, everyone is bald, just like everyone who doesn't care about anything will die. We are still bald here, so it's useless to talk about it. , can't stop malnutrition. When I'm old enough, I know better. After a night's sleep, it feels like my head turns into a dandelion and is gone when the wind blows."
You see the hair thing, and you start to complain that grandma is too mysterious in ancient times.
It was an unhappy day. I ate shit, and even beat him up at the tower for a while.
Happiness is just one day, I have made money, I have a live broadcast room.
That's it, I've been in ancient times for two days, what's wrong with me?
Anyway, you can't believe it even if you beat someone to death.
Okay, okay, okay, in Changying, just think of it as watching a large-scale costume rural pastoral struggle drama, a dinner drama, and a suspense drama about whether grandma is an ancient person or not.
Mrs. Xu: Speaking of which, she really has a long shadow.
Changying was laid off.
I was thinking about supporting my granddaughter to go to college. At that time, I was employed again and had done various small businesses.
Now that the water is boiling, Mrs. Xu simply faces the live broadcast and makes shampoo to wash her hair on the spot. When the hair is dry, she also plans to tie up the hair of the veterans on the spot. She might be a knack, after all, it was the first time she had her hair tied up in her memory, but she felt that as long as she could tie up such long hair, her family would definitely feel fresh.
It is a little regrettable that her granddaughter is just a camera and cannot be a model. Otherwise, Mrs. Xu really feels that she can attract a group of regular fans by dressing women of all ages in ancient hairstyles and clothes, just by broadcasting these every day. In her eyes, this is all a business opportunity.
In order to turn new fans into old fans, she even introduced tricks to Cao Mu Hui at this time.
"Family, look at grandma pulling out the ashes from the stove for you. This is the ashes of ordinary straw burning. We call it Baicao Shuang. You wrap it in fine cloth and filter it with water. Do you see? After filtering the water, you can It can make foam, so people in the village use it to wash their hair and wash their clothes. If you don't believe me, go back and ask the elderly at home, I guess many people used to wash it like this."
Mrs. Xu motioned to her assistant to take a close-up of the plant ash.
Xu Tianxin immediately opened his eyes and took a good photo.
Xu Tianxin wanted to add that the principle is that when potassium carbonate is hydrolyzed and becomes alkaline, it will dissolve oil, but then she thought about it, there are people in the live broadcast room who know better than her. It's unreasonable for her to interrupt like this.
Mrs. Xu took out another dark jar, lowered her head to see what was going on. She quickly took it away and rubbed it with her sleeve before introducing: "This is the residue left over from rapeseed oil extraction. Use the residue to smooth your hair. Otherwise, people in ancient times would have messed up their hair if it didn’t grow smoothly.”
It is an ancient version of "conditioner".
As for the filtered vegetation ash water, Mrs. Xu only used a small part, not all of it.
She was instructing her granddaughter to water the back of her head with a gourd and gourd, while she pouted in front of the basin and squinted her eyes as she explained:
“I’m going to make alkali for the rest to make steamed buns and noodles.
One bowl of straw ash and two bowls of water. If you leave it overnight in this ratio, the filtered water will turn light yellow the next day. At that time, if you boil the water over high heat, the dry noodles left at the bottom of the pot will be alkali.
Why can't you eat it? It's edible. If your family members are curious, I will start broadcasting on time tomorrow morning. You can come and watch me stir-fry soda. "
Mrs. Xu never forgets to solicit customers all the time, and she really plans to cook more once, as there is no alkali in this house.
The steamed buns here are very sour in my memory, not very tasty.
And she used to open a ramen shop until she traveled through time.
It's really not a boast, it's just that you are too busy, and there are few relatives you can trust in modern times. My granddaughter advised you not to be too tired to do it, otherwise you would have opened a branch long ago. At that time, she used the exclusive secret recipe of fluffy grass to make alkali as a ramen agent. So steamed buns and pies are no problem for her. This kind of thing has long been played out by her.
Mrs. Xu thought of this and specially shared it with the veterans in the live broadcast room: "The alkaline rice dumplings made from sesame stalks are delicious, and the ash of burned straw is almost tasteless. If you are curious, you can try it."
Mrs. Xu simply wiped her hair with a cloth.
This guy's face towel is so worn that it's almost like a child's father's ring.
Thinking of the children, Mrs. Xu looked at the "camera" and said, "Everyone knows that we use plant ash to make menstrual belts here, right? Children also use this for pads."
Therefore, plant ash is very useful, such as diapers in ancient times. It can also be used to wrap wounds, as it is said to sterilize and stop bleeding.
In addition: "After cutting the leeks, cover the roots with a layer of plant ash, and the new leeks will grow better than the previous leeks. This is also used to grow potatoes. Cut the sprouted potatoes into pieces and wrap them in these Baicaoshuang can be planted in the soil, and the potatoes will grow much better and look better.”
Mrs. Xu searched her memory, paused and continued: "People here have diarrhea, and the doctor who prescribes it also asks them to eat cooked eggs dipped in plant ash." This is called the basic version of montmorillonite.
"When an old man dies, he also fills the coffin with it, which can keep the body from rotting for a while. I know you don't believe it without asking. Then I'll ask someone who hasn't..."
Before Mrs. Xu could finish speaking, Xu Tianxin hurriedly stopped her and said, "Grandma, that one is not allowed to be broadcast."
It would be a pity not to let it be broadcast. If it was allowed to be broadcast live, the number of people would skyrocket.
And Mrs. Xu's next behavior gave everyone a new understanding of Cao Mu Hui.
Just watch her finally stop looking up and look at her granddaughter aiming at the camera.
The old lady slipped away with her long, sparse hair hanging down to her legs. After a while, she poured out a pot of ugly and small autumn cucumbers from nowhere.
She sat on the small bench, first cut a cucumber into slices, then took out a handful of ashes from the stove and wiped it on.
Everyone in the live broadcast room: Do you want to perform eating dirt?
As the sun set, in the yard surrounded by the side rooms on both sides of the Xu family and the two main houses, Mrs. Xu smiled at the camera with a wrinkled face. She felt that this scene should be a reflection of the tranquility of the years:
"Family members, I will teach you how to make a dish. Slice cucumbers and mix them with ashes. The plant ashes can absorb the moisture from the cucumbers. Once they are completely dry, you can press them with big rocks and store them for several months. When you want to eat them, Wash them with water. In the winter, you will find that the cucumbers are still charred green after washing. Then put some chili oil, some chopped green onions and coriander and soak them in soy sauce. These are small pickles. They are delicious. You can drink them with some corn tortillas. Porridge.
It would be better if you use it to stir-fry slices of meat. Stir-fried meat with fresh cucumbers doesn't have the same flavor and tastes very crispy. It also tastes delicious when used to make dumplings and stir-fry eggs. It is a rare green vegetable in the winter here. "
And it will also be an exclusive dish of Lao Xu’s family.
Because in my memory, the ancients here did not store cucumbers like this.
Mrs. Xu remembers that when she was young, she heard her grandma say that this was how the food was first eaten on the Jilin border. There were Koreans there, and the Xian people loved to study pickles. Gradually, this local dish appeared in the Northeast. So I doubt it came from that side in the first place.
"Don't worry, it's buried now. It has a nice name, Cucumber Money."
After Mrs. Xu finished speaking, she dusted most of the cucumbers and hung them to dry. She reminded her granddaughter to ask the director to lead her over and wash her clothes. She had to go to the backyard to pee and she couldn't hold it in any longer.
But the old lady didn't come back for a while.
Just looking at her, she was fastening her trousers, grabbing a stick and watching the neighbor's harvest of autumn cucumbers, and thinking about whether she should buy all the cucumbers in the village.
