Du Wanchun took Aunt Zhou to the field.
The hillside next to the field was indeed covered with trees bearing yellow fruits.
The yellow fruit tree is only about half a person tall, but it has lush branches and is covered with yellow fruits.
Du Wanchun strode to the tree and picked a fruit. The fruit was about the size of half a fist. It smelled fragrant and the skin looked not thick.
She wiped the ash on it with her sleeve and took a bite. The flesh was yellow and crispy, not like a pear or a peach, but more like a plum. The taste was astringent and not delicious, but the fruity aroma was rich and the smell was very pleasant. Comfortable. ?.?????.???
Aunt Zhou also picked a fruit, took a bite, and finally spat it out, "I'm afraid this fruit is inedible, but it is a good thing for making incense."
Du Wanchun put the fruit in his hand into the basket and smiled quickly: "Mom, what are we waiting for? Let's pick it and make incense!"
Aunt Zhou nodded happily, "Pick a basket back first and give it a try."
After saying that, he called Zhou Zhao over, "Zhao'er, bring the basket to hold the fruits!"
"Okay! Mom, I'm here!" Zhou Zhao smiled and stepped over from the vegetable field, passed through several trees and came to the hillside.
Du Wanchun quickly picked a few fruits and put them into the basket behind Zhou Zhao.
The family picked it up very quickly, and after a while, the basket was full.
Zhou Zhao walked ahead with a basket on his back and returned home first.
Du Wanchun was pregnant, so she walked slower. Aunt Zhou walked slowly beside her, picking some flowers from the roadside on the way back.
After getting the fruit home.
Aunt Zhou called over Du Damei and Aunt Wang who were busy in the incense room, and together they were busy washing the fruits.
The method of making incense is much simpler than fragrant dew.
Wash the fruit first, then cut the head of the fruit and dig out some of the pulp inside.
Then mix the sandalwood powder, agarwood powder and Aunt Zhou’s own fragrant powder according to the proportion and pour them into the fruit together.
After filling the fruit, cover the cut head again.
After all the fruits are filled with fragrant powder, they are steamed in a steamer.
Aunt Zhou washed more than a hundred fruits in total and steamed them in about five large steamers.
After steaming, take it out to cool, then steam again, three times in total.
The three large stoves in the incense room were steaming in turn, and the whole Zhou family was filled with incense.
It was almost dark after all the fruits were steamed.
Du Wanchun was helping stuff the powder.
Zhou Ruiyuan was busy chopping wood and lighting the fire, and from time to time he poured tea and water for everyone.
After it gets dark, the steamed fruits are allowed to cool.
Aunt Zhou dug out the fragrant powder and pulp from the fruit one by one and put them in a large wooden basin to stir. While stirring, she also added some dried flowers and rubbed them into pieces with her hands while the fragrant powder was still wet. The small balls are placed on the gauze aside to dry.
These dried balls are the fragrant pills sold in shops.
It's just that the fragrant pills made with this recipe are different from the usual single sandalwood pills and agarwood pills. They are generally called Hexiang pills.
This hand-rolled fragrant pill is a big project.
Du Wanchun was not seen helping to rub it, but Zhou Zhao, Zhou Feng and Zhou Ruiyuan came later.
Seven or eight people worked together until the moon was high above their heads.
Aunt Zhou straightened up, slapped her back, and said to Du Wanchun, "Wangchun, go and have a rest. Your aunt and I will do the rest."
Since Du Damei helped make incense at the Zhou family several times, Aunt Zhou has given her and Aunt Wang wages every month so that they can work here for a long time.
Now Du Damei can earn a lot of copper coins every month, and her mother-in-law, who is lying on the bed, dare not neglect her any more.
Her husband-in-law gave the kiln-burning skills at home to Zhou Ruiyuan, and Zhou Ruiyuan hired two workers to burn the kiln.
He had nothing to do on weekdays, so he took care of his children at home, which gave Du Damei more time to work in the Zhou family.
Du Damei washed her hands and smiled at Du Wanchun: "Yes, Wanchun, don't be tired while you are pregnant with the child. Go and rest first."
Du Wanchun stood up slowly, looked at the prepared fragrant pills, felt relieved, and said with a smile
