Picked up a queen at the start
Chapter 65 Roasted Sweet Potatoes
Chapter 65 Roasted Sweet Potatoes
With this thought in mind, Xia Yao picked out two logs, one thick and one thin, from the firewood, squatted down and put them on the ground.
Encouraging herself a few words in her heart, she covered the thin one with both hands, and really began to rub it seriously.
Seeing this, Ji Qinglin was slightly taken aback, unable to laugh or cry for a while.
Silly.
He knelt down and took away the thin wooden stick from Xia Yao's hand, and then lightly tapped her on the head.
"I said I don't know how to drill wood to make fire, so you come to drill wood to make fire?"
"In modern times, there is no need for flint, let alone drilling wood to make fire. There is a lighter!".
"lighter?"
Xia Yao was startled, and Liu Mei frowned.
Ji Qinglin took out the lighter from his trouser pocket, and then snapped it on.
Looking at the pinch of small flames, Xia Yao was stunned.
"This thing...is a lighter?"
"Well, lighter." Ji Qinglin smiled and handed the lighter to Xia Yao: "You try it."
Thinking of one thing, he then reminded: "When you press it, don't press it too close to your face, or your eyebrows will burn easily."
When he was ignorant, he liked to play with a lighter all day long.
The final result was that once the eyebrows and eyelashes were burned off in half.
Thinking about it now, he felt ashamed.
It's not ashamed to have my eyebrows burned by a lighter.
The main thing is that exactly half of the eyebrows are missing, and every time I look in the mirror, I look so silly.
Xia Yao remembered Ji Qinglin's advice, and quickly straightened her arms far away.
It wasn't until she was far enough away from the lighter that she pressed it cautiously and vigilantly.
Snapped!
As there was a flash of light where the flames had come out, the flames burst out again.
Seeing that the flames were obviously smaller but could not be extinguished, Xia Yao widened her eyes in wonder.
"how did you do that?"
She looked at Ji Qinglin excitedly, then turned her hand holding the lighter, and came to Ji Qinglin.
Seeing that the fire was about to persecute his eyebrows again, Ji Qinglin quickly stepped back and looked at Xia Yao in fear: "Let go of your hand first."
"Oh……"
Knowing that she made a mistake, Xia Yao hurriedly followed suit in embarrassment.
Only when the fire was gone, Ji Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief, took the lighter and said, "You know that when two stones collide forcefully and quickly, sparks can emerge, right?"
"En, I know." Xia Yao nodded obediently.
Ji Qinglin picked up a few pieces of paper on one side, pressed the lighter again, and said, "It's the same with this lighter. When we pressed it, it collided and sparks came out."
"The sparks will burn when they touch the liquid contained in it."
"When the liquid inside is burned out, the lighter will not be able to catch fire."
After speaking, Ji Qinglin aimed at the flame of the lighter, lit the paper, and stuffed it into the stove.
When the fire was completely burned, he quickly stuffed in a few thin wooden sticks.
Seeing this, Ji Qinglin was about to lament the education of his parents.
When he was young, when there was no stove at home, he would shiver every time he came home from school in the winter afternoon, and couldn't do his homework.
The latter two elders couldn't stand it anymore, so they taught him how to make a fire.
After learning it a few times, Ji Qinglin memorized it.
crackling-
There was a sound in the stove as the wood burned.
The temperature of the stove also began to rise.
Seeing that the wood was really burning, Xia Yao looked at the lighter in Ji Qinglin's hand with even more curiosity: "This little thing is very delicately made."
"If my people can also have this lighter, it will be much more convenient to start a fire."
Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked excitedly: "Can I burn some lighters for Xuanhua and the others?"
"What?" Ji Qinglin's eyes widened when he heard this.
Burn a lighter?
Good guy.
Then you must blow up your own shop!
"no!"
Refusing without hesitation, Ji Qinglin pointed to the liquid in the lighter and said with a tense expression, "The liquid inside can burn."
"If you burn a lot at once, it will cause an explosion! By then, we will be dead!"
"..."
Seeing what Ji Qinglin said was so serious, Xia Yao frowned.
She didn't continue to ask why it exploded, but nodded seriously.
Anyway, she knew that Ji Qinglin would not lie to her.
"Okay, let's bake the sweet potatoes."
As Ji Qinglin said, he put an iron shelf on the stove.
The fire in the furnace was crackling.
Seeing this, Xia Yao picked up a few sweet potatoes from the pot and placed them on top.
After doing all this, her expression instantly became stiff.
"what happened?"
Ji Qinglin stuffed a few more pieces of wood inside and looked at her in confusion.
Shaking her head in silence, Xia Yao struggled and said, "I just suddenly discovered that roasting sweet potatoes doesn't seem to be that troublesome."
"..."
Hearing this, Ji Qinglin wanted to reply "it's not troublesome at all".
But seeing Xia Yao's expression, he held back and didn't say anything.
Sighing lightly, Xia Yao shook her head and said, "When the court ladies accompanied me to bake sweet potatoes, it seemed very difficult to bake sweet potatoes."
"So I always felt in my heart that I learned how to bake sweet potatoes very well."
"But now it seems..."
Speaking of this, she looked helplessly at those sweet potatoes, pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "I just put a few sweet potatoes on top, it's nothing special at all."
"The real rare thing is lighting a fire, and you did it again."
After finishing speaking, Xia Yao bit her lips in frustration.
Seeing that she still felt uncomfortable, Ji Qinglin raised his eyebrows with a smile and said, "Didn't you also wash the sweet potatoes? For those of you who are emperors, this is already a rare thing."
Ji Qinglin felt that if the emperors he knew in history, such as Liu Bang and Wu Zetian, would be willing to wash the sweet potatoes themselves?
No show.
So in this matter, Xia Yao has done a good job.
But Xia Yao herself didn't seem very satisfied.
She shook her head in silence, and then said seriously: "I'll do it when we turn the sweet potatoes later, but don't interfere."
"Okay." Ji Qinglin nodded happily.
Hearing this, Xia Yao's mouth curled into a smile: "Then I'll just keep an eye on it here, if you have anything to do, go and do it, and I'll bring it to you when it's baked."
"..."
Looking at Xia Yao squinting, Ji Qinglin was a little worried and said, "Are you sure you can do it?"
"Of course." Xia Yao raised her head proudly: "I can still do such a small matter."
"That's fine."
Smiling and shaking his head, Ji Qinglin patted the ashes on his trousers and stood up.
It's still early, so I might as well go to the store and have a look, maybe I can sell a few things.
"Don't forget to add firewood. There are chopsticks next to it. If you feel that the sweet potatoes are almost ripe, stick them to see."
"Well, I know, you go quickly."
"I'll just stay in the store."
Another reminder to Xia Yao, Ji Qing walked towards the store.
After briefly tidying up the table behind the counter, he sat on the stool, took out the blue and white porcelain bowl that Jess had sent before, and considered whether he should send it to the police station.
(End of this chapter)
With this thought in mind, Xia Yao picked out two logs, one thick and one thin, from the firewood, squatted down and put them on the ground.
Encouraging herself a few words in her heart, she covered the thin one with both hands, and really began to rub it seriously.
Seeing this, Ji Qinglin was slightly taken aback, unable to laugh or cry for a while.
Silly.
He knelt down and took away the thin wooden stick from Xia Yao's hand, and then lightly tapped her on the head.
"I said I don't know how to drill wood to make fire, so you come to drill wood to make fire?"
"In modern times, there is no need for flint, let alone drilling wood to make fire. There is a lighter!".
"lighter?"
Xia Yao was startled, and Liu Mei frowned.
Ji Qinglin took out the lighter from his trouser pocket, and then snapped it on.
Looking at the pinch of small flames, Xia Yao was stunned.
"This thing...is a lighter?"
"Well, lighter." Ji Qinglin smiled and handed the lighter to Xia Yao: "You try it."
Thinking of one thing, he then reminded: "When you press it, don't press it too close to your face, or your eyebrows will burn easily."
When he was ignorant, he liked to play with a lighter all day long.
The final result was that once the eyebrows and eyelashes were burned off in half.
Thinking about it now, he felt ashamed.
It's not ashamed to have my eyebrows burned by a lighter.
The main thing is that exactly half of the eyebrows are missing, and every time I look in the mirror, I look so silly.
Xia Yao remembered Ji Qinglin's advice, and quickly straightened her arms far away.
It wasn't until she was far enough away from the lighter that she pressed it cautiously and vigilantly.
Snapped!
As there was a flash of light where the flames had come out, the flames burst out again.
Seeing that the flames were obviously smaller but could not be extinguished, Xia Yao widened her eyes in wonder.
"how did you do that?"
She looked at Ji Qinglin excitedly, then turned her hand holding the lighter, and came to Ji Qinglin.
Seeing that the fire was about to persecute his eyebrows again, Ji Qinglin quickly stepped back and looked at Xia Yao in fear: "Let go of your hand first."
"Oh……"
Knowing that she made a mistake, Xia Yao hurriedly followed suit in embarrassment.
Only when the fire was gone, Ji Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief, took the lighter and said, "You know that when two stones collide forcefully and quickly, sparks can emerge, right?"
"En, I know." Xia Yao nodded obediently.
Ji Qinglin picked up a few pieces of paper on one side, pressed the lighter again, and said, "It's the same with this lighter. When we pressed it, it collided and sparks came out."
"The sparks will burn when they touch the liquid contained in it."
"When the liquid inside is burned out, the lighter will not be able to catch fire."
After speaking, Ji Qinglin aimed at the flame of the lighter, lit the paper, and stuffed it into the stove.
When the fire was completely burned, he quickly stuffed in a few thin wooden sticks.
Seeing this, Ji Qinglin was about to lament the education of his parents.
When he was young, when there was no stove at home, he would shiver every time he came home from school in the winter afternoon, and couldn't do his homework.
The latter two elders couldn't stand it anymore, so they taught him how to make a fire.
After learning it a few times, Ji Qinglin memorized it.
crackling-
There was a sound in the stove as the wood burned.
The temperature of the stove also began to rise.
Seeing that the wood was really burning, Xia Yao looked at the lighter in Ji Qinglin's hand with even more curiosity: "This little thing is very delicately made."
"If my people can also have this lighter, it will be much more convenient to start a fire."
Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked excitedly: "Can I burn some lighters for Xuanhua and the others?"
"What?" Ji Qinglin's eyes widened when he heard this.
Burn a lighter?
Good guy.
Then you must blow up your own shop!
"no!"
Refusing without hesitation, Ji Qinglin pointed to the liquid in the lighter and said with a tense expression, "The liquid inside can burn."
"If you burn a lot at once, it will cause an explosion! By then, we will be dead!"
"..."
Seeing what Ji Qinglin said was so serious, Xia Yao frowned.
She didn't continue to ask why it exploded, but nodded seriously.
Anyway, she knew that Ji Qinglin would not lie to her.
"Okay, let's bake the sweet potatoes."
As Ji Qinglin said, he put an iron shelf on the stove.
The fire in the furnace was crackling.
Seeing this, Xia Yao picked up a few sweet potatoes from the pot and placed them on top.
After doing all this, her expression instantly became stiff.
"what happened?"
Ji Qinglin stuffed a few more pieces of wood inside and looked at her in confusion.
Shaking her head in silence, Xia Yao struggled and said, "I just suddenly discovered that roasting sweet potatoes doesn't seem to be that troublesome."
"..."
Hearing this, Ji Qinglin wanted to reply "it's not troublesome at all".
But seeing Xia Yao's expression, he held back and didn't say anything.
Sighing lightly, Xia Yao shook her head and said, "When the court ladies accompanied me to bake sweet potatoes, it seemed very difficult to bake sweet potatoes."
"So I always felt in my heart that I learned how to bake sweet potatoes very well."
"But now it seems..."
Speaking of this, she looked helplessly at those sweet potatoes, pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "I just put a few sweet potatoes on top, it's nothing special at all."
"The real rare thing is lighting a fire, and you did it again."
After finishing speaking, Xia Yao bit her lips in frustration.
Seeing that she still felt uncomfortable, Ji Qinglin raised his eyebrows with a smile and said, "Didn't you also wash the sweet potatoes? For those of you who are emperors, this is already a rare thing."
Ji Qinglin felt that if the emperors he knew in history, such as Liu Bang and Wu Zetian, would be willing to wash the sweet potatoes themselves?
No show.
So in this matter, Xia Yao has done a good job.
But Xia Yao herself didn't seem very satisfied.
She shook her head in silence, and then said seriously: "I'll do it when we turn the sweet potatoes later, but don't interfere."
"Okay." Ji Qinglin nodded happily.
Hearing this, Xia Yao's mouth curled into a smile: "Then I'll just keep an eye on it here, if you have anything to do, go and do it, and I'll bring it to you when it's baked."
"..."
Looking at Xia Yao squinting, Ji Qinglin was a little worried and said, "Are you sure you can do it?"
"Of course." Xia Yao raised her head proudly: "I can still do such a small matter."
"That's fine."
Smiling and shaking his head, Ji Qinglin patted the ashes on his trousers and stood up.
It's still early, so I might as well go to the store and have a look, maybe I can sell a few things.
"Don't forget to add firewood. There are chopsticks next to it. If you feel that the sweet potatoes are almost ripe, stick them to see."
"Well, I know, you go quickly."
"I'll just stay in the store."
Another reminder to Xia Yao, Ji Qing walked towards the store.
After briefly tidying up the table behind the counter, he sat on the stool, took out the blue and white porcelain bowl that Jess had sent before, and considered whether he should send it to the police station.
(End of this chapter)
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