Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Duan Rongshu couldn't fold a boat without horns, so he had to fold a few that could be folded. After all, they can float on the water, so they can't hold ingots.

He took Zhao Qian, put a few paper boats into the stagnant water beside the eaves of the corridor, and drifted away.

Zhao Qian, "Father, they're wet and won't float far."

Duan Rongshu recalled the big characters he wrote on the paper: Zhao Huai is a pig, hum!

"It's okay, if it's wet, it's wet."

If you faint, you can't see clearly.

It has been raining since the night, and there is nothing to do except stay inside.Duan Rongshu suddenly remembered the candy he had sealed away.

He took Zhao Qian's hand, "Come on, Dad will take you to the laboratory."

Zhao Qian followed obediently. Even if he couldn't go out, he didn't feel bored with his father by his side. It was much more interesting than being alone.

Duan Rongshu dug out the big pot in the corner, and the mud sealed around it had hardened, "Well...let's ask your uncle and grandpa for help."

It's not that he's weak, after all, his arm just got cut.

System: Ah yes yes, weak chickens always have the most excuses.

Rong Jian took out the two stacked jars with ease, and asked while removing the upper one, "What is this thing? It's so solid."

Duan Rongshu thought about it, a jar of yellow muddy water, and a jar of sugar water, mixed together, it seemed that it was still mud if it was leaked.

"Well, it's mud."

Rong Jian:?

Put mud on the outside and put mud on the inside?

After one or two months of precipitation, the sugar has crystallized inside, but only the top white, after scraping off, the remaining color slowly turns yellow.

Fortunately, I put a lot at the beginning, and there is also a can of white sugar when I collect it.

Duan Rongshu thought of the long time he spent tossing and tossing, and he didn't lose money, although this method was not very good.

Rong Jian, "Is this salt?"

Duan Rongshu shook his head, passed it to him to taste, "It's sugar."

Rong Jian tasted it, and it was really sweet, and immediately discovered a new way to get rich.

"Is this prolific?"

Suddenly remembering his vow to shake Tang to death, Duan Rongshu closed his eyes and said:

"Okay, but this method doesn't work."

Seeing his movements, Zhao Qian asked, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Duan Rongshu sniffed, "When I think of something to do, I just want to lie down."

Rong Jian felt that the eldest nephew was already tired enough every day. He wanted to go to court and earn money, and he had to chase geese when he was on sick leave.

He coaxed, "It's okay, just lie down when you're tired, it's not a big deal."

Duan Rongshu rolled his eyes. He especially liked his two male mothers and never restrained him.

"I'm not tired, some wild fruits were sent yesterday, let's make candies and eat them."

It's useless to keep the sugar left and right, it's better to eat them.

Open the door to see the rain scene outside, set up a small stove beside the door, Zhao Qian is seriously pounding the mulberries in the bowl, and Duan Rongshu is also counting some small wild fruits in his hand.

The fruit is like a plum, only smaller, and tastes sweet and sour, but if you eat too much, you may feel sour.

Do candied haws?Let’s string together and make snowballs, sugar and water 2:1, it’s enough to stir well, as long as it’s simple enough, it’s not easy to make mistakes.

Duan Rongshu did what he said, it doesn't matter if it doesn't taste good, you can give it to Zhao Huai.

Rong Jian sat on a ponytail, and he didn't dare to move too much. He always felt that he would accidentally knock over the stove.

"Is Rong Shu cold?"

Sitting in front of the door is still a bit windy, mixed with moisture from the rain curtain, but Duan Rongshu still feels a little hot, and it's just right to blow some air, "It's not cold, I'm not cold at all when I start my hands now."

He is most afraid of being asked if the child is cold, if the child is hungry?Especially Zhao Huai, sometimes he doesn't even ask, he thinks you are cold and you are cold.

Thinking about it, Duan Rongshu felt a little bit resentful, like a ruthless mixing machine, the effect of making sand was great.

Zhao Qian watched the small red, green and green fruits turn white, and said "Wow", and Duan Rongshu followed suit.

After filling out the wild fruit, Duan Rongshu pinched one, put it in his mouth, and handed it to Rong Jian and Zhao Qian.

"good."

Zhao Qian took a bite and nodded, "It's delicious."

Rong Jian also felt good, remembering that Zhao Qian was about to change his teeth, "Your Highness, remember not to eat too much sugar, or you won't get tooth decay."

Zhao Qian, "What kind of tooth is a cavity?"

Duan Rongshu explained, "There will be worms in the teeth, but it will be fine after eating sugar and brushing your teeth."

But Zhao Qian probably didn't have a toothbrush. The ones he gave Zhao Huai were for adults, but the factory had already started production.

Duan Rongshu poured all the rest of the sugar into the pot, stirred it, and stared blankly again.

Rong Jian, "What is Rong Shu thinking?"

Duan Rongshu came back to his senses, "From Qian'er's toothbrush I thought of the factory, from the factory I thought of marketing, and then I thought of newspapers and advertising."

Rong Jian, "..."

No wonder I want to lie down when I think of something, one after another.

"You don't have to worry. I'll send someone to bring it after it rains. Let's take your time and don't worry about the rest."

Duan Rongshu shook his head, "No, if I want Brother Yi to advertise, it seems a bit wasteful."

The whole body, except for the whites of the eyes and teeth without ink, is so black that it can't be seen that it is a person.

Rong Jian, "It's time to save money and spend money. We don't need money."

Duan Rongshu suddenly laughed, "Well, His Majesty pays for the newspaper, so we won't pay him for advertising."

How can it be called a prostitution for free?

Rong Jian was calm on the surface, but he wanted to laugh crazily inside.

Children have the benefits of tigers.

Duan Rongshu continued to mix the mulberry juice and sugar juice together, the color was purple.

Wait until it is thick, pour it into a mold, insert a small bamboo stick, and wait for it to cool.

The mold is for making dim sum, it is a simple circle, without shape and pattern, which is a big regret for Duan Rongshu.

Zhao Qian, "Father, what is this?"

Duan Rongshu replied, "How about a mulberry-flavored lollipop?"

Also added some sour juice, guaranteed sweet and sour.

But he was afraid that the taste would be bad, "It's okay, if it's not good, I'll give it to your father."

Rong Jian: Is this treating the emperor like a trash can?

It happened that there was still some brown sugar left, so Duan Rongshu made lollipops with dried plums and almond toffee.

But Zhao Qian, who was afraid of curiosity, asked which concubine it was, and Duan Rongshu still planned to just call her marzipan.

Rong Jian was cutting the marzipan with a knife. Some of the marzipan may have been broken into irregular pieces instead of being properly shaped because they were hard.

Zhao Qian has already learned without a teacher, pointing to the irregular marzipan and said, "It's okay, the emperor eats it."

"..."

The grandparents and grandchildren looked at the rain scene, ate almond candy, and drank a few mouthfuls of milk tea, feeling very happy.

While Zhao Huai was approving the memorial, looking at the pouring rain outside, his face smelled terrible.

Zhao Qian: Why?Why?Why is it raining?