My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 20
[Chapter 20 Why is yours so small?]
“Is this… ice?”
When Lu Li saw what was in the small porcelain jar, the surprise on his face could no longer be concealed.
Jing Zhe added some saltpeter to the large porcelain jar before going to bed and ignored it. After waking up, he felt that the room was much cooler and thought that the ice was almost ready.
He reached into the small porcelain jar and fished out a handful. He could feel finely crushed ice cubes. To be more precise, a mixture of ice and water was more appropriate.
Because at the beginning, this effect was already very good. If you want to get purer and larger amounts of ice, you need to continuously add saltpeter to the large porcelain jar.
Jing Zhe smiled and did not answer Lu Li directly. Instead, he asked, “Sister, do you think you can make money by selling ice?”
Lu Li nodded, she had guessed Jing Zhe’s idea.
In the hot weather of summer, summer-cooling fruits like watermelon are in short supply, not to mention ice?
It seems that it is not too far away to let everyone on the mountain live a good life!
This is the goal that I have been striving for, but I don’t know why, but I don’t feel too excited?
Lu Li thought dully, and suddenly didn’t want to say a word anymore, turned around and walked out of the house.
Looking at her back, Jing Zhe was slightly stunned.
This woman…has changed too quickly, right?
You must be unhappy because you know that you will lose the bet you made with yourself, right?
Humph, you deserve it!
No one can stop my determination to go to Beijing and embrace my dreams!
Next, Jing Zhe took out the saltpeter that had reacted in the large porcelain vat and prepared to add the remaining saltpeter, hoping to make some ice cubes with better color.
After a while, the knock on the door rang again.
Jing Zhe thought Lu Li was back again, so when he opened the door and took a look, he found that he was Han Han. His face smelled like a sewer. He could smell it without even getting close.
“What are you here for?”
After hearing this, Hanhan lifted the food box in his hand and said, “I have stewed several large pots of mutton soup. The village master asked me to bring it over to the young village master to try.”
“Oh, put it down .
Come on!”
Jing Zhe was busy going out to get the saltpeter without looking back.
After he finished taking the saltpeter, he turned around and found Hanhan standing there like a statue. He was stunned and said: “Why haven’t you left yet?”
Then he saw Hanhan squirming and a little aggrieved: “Young village leader, come in I didn’t tell the village leader about Chun Shui Tower, why did you frame me?” “Who framed you?”
Jing Zhe didn’t blush because of the snitch, “You dare to say that you didn’t want to go into the building last night
?
?”
Hanhan’s face turned red when he heard it, “I want to go in… but I didn’t let the young village leader in!”
“I’ve thought about it, so don’t talk nonsense! , won’t you also file a complaint? In that case, why should I file a complaint with you first?”
“…”
Hanhan was speechless after hearing Jing Zhe’s logic.
“Why don’t you leave?”
“Oh… the village master also asked me to ask how the young village master wants to eat this mutton. If he can’t think of it, the village master will have someone cook it together.” “
Wait a minute…”
As a taster As a man who has experienced Mangshan’s dark cuisine, Jing Zhe really can’t compliment the craftsmanship of these big men. Even good things can be made into shit by them.
“Leave one sheep for me. I’m going to roast it and eat it. You can take care of the rest!”
Just as Hanhan walked to the door, Jing Zhe shouted again: “By the way, find me another unused bedding.” Come here.”
“Oh…”
The ice is almost ready. All that’s left is to keep it warm, otherwise the hard-earned ice may turn into water again.
When Hanhan brought the quilt, Jing Zhe wrapped the porcelain jar tightly in three layers and put it in a dark corner, then closed the door and walked out.
…
It is slanting westward day by day, and the breeze is blowing.
On Mang Mountain, there is joy and peace everywhere.
Everyone lit a bonfire outside and put the big pot on it. The air was already filled with the strong fragrance of mutton soup.
As Jing Zhe walked from the back mountain, he could not stop hearing the greetings of “Young Village Master”.
It turned out that when he was in the room, Hanhan had already told him how he earned fifty taels of silver and bought sheep and wine. Everyone turned out to regard Jing Zhe’s promise to let everyone live a good life as a joke. But that’s different now.
After all, he only went out for one day, and when he came back, he made everyone eat meat just like the Chinese New Year. How could he do it in the future?
The enthusiasm for Jing Zhe naturally comes from the bottom of his heart.
“Young Village Master, the sheep you want are here!”
“Young Village Master, I heard that you want to roast the sheep? The firewood is here!”
“Young Village Master, just open your mouth to do whatever you want us to do!”
Jing Zhe just walked to the bonfire. Next to it, a group of people gathered around.
Lu Li, who was standing in the distance, felt a little emotional when she saw this scene. How long did it take for her to convince the people on the mountain to be sincerely convinced of her.
As for him, it seemed that it only took one day.
But Jingzhou is not as dangerous as the mountains!
Lu Li tilted his head and thought.
…
“Tie the sheep’s hooves. Who asked you to tie the sheep’s tail?”
“I asked you to cut a few times on the sheep. Do you have a grudge against it? Why stab it
so hard?” “It’s too hot . “
Yes,
yes, just use charcoal to roast it!”
It was usually a headache to lead a group of Hanhans to roast the whole lamb, and Jingzhe was heartbroken.
After all, he put the sheep on the charcoal, Jing Zhe told everyone how to roast it next, and then went to do other things.
In the hot summer, barbecue is the only thing that makes people feel at ease.
And barbecue without skewers is soulless.
Jing Zhe sliced some meat before, and asked someone to find a lot of willow sticks, which he strung together.
There aren’t many seasonings on the mountain. Perhaps no one in the entire Anguo has heard of things like cumin, so Jingzhe’s barbecue seems much simpler.
Grease it with oil, sprinkle it with salt, and get some chili peppers, and that’s all the condiments for barbecue.
But even so, for people in Mangshan who have never had barbecue, it can be regarded as an excellent delicacy.
The roasted whole lamb was not yet cooked, and the aroma attracted others. The lamb that was still cooking in the pot lost its aroma in an instant.
But Jing Zhe didn’t fight with them. He hid far away and patiently grilled the meat skewers in his hands.
The roasted whole lamb was just right, and his kebabs were almost done.
It was extremely satisfying to watch a large group of people rushing there.
“Hey, why are yours so small?”
At this time, Lu Li came over with a piece of roasted lamb leg in his hand, staring at the meat skewer in Jing Zhe’s hand in trance.
“Here, here you go.”
Jing Zhe was not stingy and handed a few strings to her.
Lu Li took it and put it in his mouth.
“Eh… it’s so hard.”
“Hmm… it’s very soft inside.”
“Well… yours is small, but it’s delicious!”
Lu Li said seriously, puffing out his mouth.
Jing Zhe: “…”
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(Moving today is finally over, two updates will start tomorrow, rise! ps: It doesn’t count as driving, right? I’m afraid…)
(End of this chapter)
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