Ning Chen has always felt that he is a genius in the sky. Although he doesn't say that he has never met in a thousand years, he has never met him in a hundred or eighty years. Now he finds that the mental method that leads to a master is in front of him, but he can't understand it... This is so impressive A painful thing!
Looking at the material of the golden paper, it is not gold or wood. It is very special. Is it possible to practice only if you recognize the master by dripping blood as in the legend
Ning Chen thought about it and let it go, it hurts, it's not worth it.
The first few lines of words can barely be understood, so I will practice first, to keep fit anyway, and I will ask her to translate it for him when I see Mu Chengxue in the future.
Calm the mind, keep the heart in one, the exercises work, the first time, Mao didn't feel anything...
Ning Chen didn't lose heart, and continued to come, there must be a warm-up process for what to do, and he must persevere.
Then, the second time, the third time, the fourth time...
Then, ninety-third, ninety-four, ninety-fifth...
Two hundred and ninth times, two hundred and tenth times, two hundred and eleventh times...
One thousand one hundred and thirty times...
"cluck"
The cock crowing, it was about to dawn, Ning Chen opened his eyes, and almost burst into tears. He said he wanted to keep fit, why didn't he feel at all!
There is still work to do today, and he has no time to continue his research here, so he can only get up and walk outside.
Taking advantage of the bright sky and there was still some time before the official work, Ning Chen secretly came to the kitchen, looked at a woman who was busy in front of the stove, patted her face, and revealed what she thought was the brightest smile: "Hello, sister. "
The woman glanced at Ning Chen and said indifferently, "What are you calling me, my concubine's age is enough to be your mother"
"Heh..." Ning Chen smiled awkwardly, "Hello, Auntie"
"Tell me, what's the matter?" The woman's attitude was still lukewarm, she said lightly while busy.
Ning Chen touched his nose and said embarrassedly, "I want to ask for some lard."
The woman glanced at the young man in front of her, thought for a while, but agreed, pointing to a jar by the stove, "It's there, take it yourself, don't let others see it."
Ning Chen had a happy expression on his face, and hurriedly thanked, "Thank you, Auntie"
He took a large porcelain bowl from the stove and dug out a small half bowl of lard. Ning Chen looked around and found a piece of rag wrapped in a bag of grass and wood ashes beside the stove. left happily.
The woman looked inexplicable, sighed softly, and resumed her work.
"It's a pity that such a beautiful child is not good at brains"
Ning Chen never imagined that he would get such an impression, and he was still happily engaged in his own affairs. The courtyard in the back hall is very large, but the girls in the pavilion rarely come here, so it is very quiet. Ning Chen sat on the stone steps in front of his house, made a simple fire, and then used stones to set the Stand with lard on it, waiting for lard
melt.
Ning Chen wasn't idle here, he held a teapot, poured a handful of plant ashes in it, added some water, and stirred it desperately with a small wooden stick.
When he was fine in the past, he tried this thing himself, and although the proportion was not easy to grasp, it was not impossible.
This is the oldest way to make soap. There is no caustic soda here, and it can only be replaced by grass and wood ash. The conditions are hard and you can only endure it.
The smell of lard heating up was terrifying, Ning Chen resisted his nausea and poured the filtered water with plant ash into the lard, then pushed it away, stirring vigorously with a long wooden stick.
"I can't stand it"
Ning Chen was so frightened by the smell that his eyes flashed with gold stars, and the moment he ran into the house, the soaked towel covered his nose, and immediately went back to stir.
"Hey, what are you doing, it smells bad!"
Not long after, Li'er covered her nose and ran from not far away, her eyes were full of anger, she was very dissatisfied with the terrifying killer that Ning Chen made early in the morning.
"Li'er, come here, come and help me for a while, my brother is about to collapse." Ning Chen saw the little girl coming, and hurriedly greeted.
"Don't go" Li'er retreated far away, for fear of being caught as a coolie.
"Little girl with a small chest and no brains, when I'm done, when you ask me," Ning Chen was so dizzy, still unable to hide the nature of his poisonous tongue, he said.
"You... hooligan!" Li'er looked at her chest and scolded her with a blushing face, but out of curiosity, she still didn't run away to see what Ning Chen was doing.
"It's foaming." When Ning Chen saw the white foam in the bowl, he was shocked, and he didn't care about his nose. He took a few steps forward and stirred it up with a wooden stick.
"It's time to eat"
I don't know when, Li'er ran to the kitchen, and when she came over, she saw that Ning Chen was still tossing and shouted softly from a distance.
"I'm busy, bring me some." Ning Chen was busy, how could he leave, and shouted casually.
"Don't help, starve you to death." Li'er still remembered Ning Chen's vicious tongue, and refused without hesitation.
After waiting for a while, seeing that Ning Chen still had no intention of going to dinner, Li'er pouted and left angrily.
After about two quarters of an hour, Li'er was full and came back reluctantly with a bowl of food in her hand.
"Eat!" Li'er shouted from a distance.
Ning Chen was busy and didn't pay attention.
"Eat!" Li'er shouted again.
Ning Chen was still busy with his own affairs, and didn't care too much.
Li'er's pretty face was angry, she pinched her nose, ran to Ning Chen's side, put down the food, and then shouted in the former's ear:
"time to eat!"
The little girl's voice was so high that Ning Chen shivered with fright, and smashed the big bowl over with a bad stick.
"Immediately, immediately," Ning Chen responded, and continued to do things, this was a critical moment, and he couldn't leave anyone.
“Dishes will be cold soon”
Seeing that Ning Chen still didn't eat, Li'er pouted and said, "You eat, I'll stir it for you first." Ning Chen glanced at Li'er in surprise, this little girl was in a mood just now, why is she so good at talking now I did, but I didn't think about it when I felt my hungry stomach growling. I handed over the stick in my hand and instructed, "Then be careful,
Don't mess up"
"Got it, wordy!" Li'er took the stick, pinched her nose, and stirred it seriously.
Ning Chen looked at the little girl, didn't go far, just sat on the side and ate the still hot food. Gradually, her eyes were sour and her mouth was salty.
"Why are you crying?" Li'er took the time to glance at it and asked in surprise.
"No, the smell is so smoky." Ning Chen rubbed his eyes, grinned, and replied.
"Then sit further away"
"It's okay, I'm used to it"
Eating the rice in the bowl, Ning Chen felt warm in his heart, this little girl was a mess of kindness, even if she looked a little savage, she was just disguising herself as a last resort.
"Okay, I'm full, change me"
After three mouthfuls of rice, Ning Chen stepped forward to take the wooden stick, and then pushed the little girl aside, "Li'er, help me bring the bowl back, and come back to show you something good."
"will instruct me"
Li'er held the bowl reluctantly and walked back to the kitchen in three steps. Now, she really wanted to know what Ning Chen was doing.
"It's almost there." After a while, Ning Chen saw that the lard and plant ash in the big bowl had basically reacted, and the unpleasant smell from before was gone. He was in a good mood and luck.
"Okay?" Li'er asked expectantly.
"All right"
Ning Chen put out the fire, poured the semi-solidified lard into the previously prepared layers of waste cloth, wrapped it tightly, and then squeezed it hard to squeeze the little unreacted lard into the waste cloth.
After a while, a piece of white with a light brown color condensed in the waste cloth. Ning Chen looked at the fruits of his labor and couldn't close his mouth with joy.
"What is this, it's so ugly" Li'er was disappointed to see that the long-awaited thing turned out to be like this, and pouted.
Ning Chen's face turned slightly red, the color and shape were not his strengths, it was indeed a bit ugly.
"What do you know, little girl, this is a good thing, come with me" In order to save face, Ning Chen decided to let Li'er open his eyes and establish his tall image.
Li'er followed Ning Chen into the room with suspicion, to see what tricks he was playing.
"Li'er, reach out!" Ning Chen smiled treacherously, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem like a good thing.
"What?"
Li'er asked worriedly, but she still stretched out her hand obediently.
"hey-hey"
Ning Chen let out a wicked laugh, smeared the lard from his hands on Li'er's hands three times, and blinked, dyeing the little girl's fair and beautiful hands into dirty little claws.
"Ah, what are you doing, your hands are so dirty!" Li'er's face changed, her hands quickly retracted, but it was still too late.
"You bully people!"
Looking at her oily hands, Li'er's eyes were red, and she was sobbing.
"Oh, Li'er, don't cry, I'm playing with you." Seeing that the little girl was really crying, Ning Chen panicked immediately, apologizing and coaxing at a loss.
Li'er didn't make a sound, tears fell from her eyes, and her delicate little face was full of grievances.
"Li'er, don't cry, I'll wash it off for you now, okay?" Ning Chen hurriedly pulled the little girl to the wooden basin and comforted her softly.
Li'er remained silent and continued to cry silently.
Ning Chen's head was getting bigger, so he quickly put his hands in the water and rubbed them twice, rubbed them with soap, rubbed them carefully, and then washed them in the water.
Not bothering to take the towel, Ning Chen rubbed the water on his body to dry, then put his hands in front of the little girl, and said softly, "Look, isn't this all washed off?"
Li'er was attracted by this miraculous scene, and she forgot to cry. She looked at Ning Chen's hand and the dirty water in the basin. For a while, Little Head Gua couldn't understand what was going on.
Ning Chen saw that the little girl didn't cry anymore, hurriedly emptied the water, and brought a new basin of clean water to him, "Li'er, try it too"
Li'er put her hand into the water suspiciously, and then like Ning Chen, she applied soap, rubbed it, and immediately put it in the water to wash it off.
"Come on, wipe me with water." Ning Chen looked around and found a towel, and said with a smile.
Li'er broke into a smile, half pouted, and really put her little hand on the former's clothes to wipe it clean.
The dirty little paws disappeared, turning into beautiful white and tender hands, Li'er stretched out her hand, restrained her smile, and pretended to be still angry: "Give this to me"
A trace of pain appeared on Ning Chen's face, he struggled for a moment, and after bargaining, he said, "Leave half of it for me."
Li'er remained silent, her face still sullen, and her hands were not withdrawn.
"one third?"
"The quarter?"
…
In the end, Ning Chen didn't even leave a bit, and gave them all to Li'er. Seeing the back of the little girl leaving happily, she couldn't help but smile slightly, and her aching expression disappeared. He originally made this soap for Li'er. As for making money with it, he never thought about it. If he made some novel things that people noticed and accidentally passed them on to the eldest grandson, That's really disgusting
long life. For the sake of his life, he still has to keep a low profile...