Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Duan Rongshu quickly climbed onto the bed, yawned, and patted the quilt, "Your Majesty, come quickly."

Zhao Huai walked over with one hand and one foot. At this time, he felt that he was finished. He hadn't had a spring heart in two lifetimes. Now he is a little turbulent, and the wine he drank at night was a little intoxicating.

A small face was buried in the quilt, and he asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, can I have one in my arms?"

Seeing that he was about to fall asleep in a daze, Zhao Huai asked softly, "Which one do you want?"

"Brain... Brain Axe, little Brain Tiger."

Already starting to slur his speech, Zhao Huai stretched out his hand and patted his thin back lightly, "Go to sleep, I won't give you one."

Then he hummed but didn't say another word, obviously he prefers to pat.

The wide palms carried warmth, and they patted on the back again and again, bringing a sense of security that was incomparable to dolls.

Duan Rongshu, who was greedy for warmth, couldn't help leaning forward. He was in poor health and never smoked incense. There was only a light medicinal fragrance on his body.

And the person who was drunk tonight finally couldn't help it, and embraced him wantonly.

Xiangxiang was hugged softly in his arms, and Zhao Huai felt that the hole in his heart had been filled for many years. Whether it was Zhao Huai before he ascended the throne, or Zhao Huai after he ascended the throne, they couldn't help but look shamefully at him.

Had no dreams all night, Zhao Huai was already putting on clothes when the person on the bed was still in the chrysalis. Indeed, sleeping with something in his arms would make him sleep more soundly. He didn't wake up all night, and now he wakes up full of energy.

After Duan Rongshu's chrysalis, he realized that Zhao Huai had already gotten up, then turned over, knelt down on the bed, stretched like a cat, his waist was slumped, his buttocks were raised high, showing a round shape curve.

Just when Zhao Huai thought that this person was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep again, he finally blinked his sleepy eyes and called softly, "Your Majesty."

Zhao Huai looked away, as if he was dodging something, and his voice in the early morning was low, "Are you awake?"

Nodding his head, Zhao Huai called someone in to take care of the wash.

Zhao Huai was holding a newly woven cotton handkerchief in his hand, and before he could feel the water absorption ability, he saw the person next to him dip his hand into the water and rub his face.

Zhao Huai, "..."

Then I couldn't help but wet the handkerchief, pressed the back of his head, and wiped his face.

All the people who came in to serve today were from the imperial palace. They were all shocked when they saw the noble emperor washing the faces of his courtiers without showing any signs of expression.

Especially Yuangui, he couldn't help but get up. He has been serving Zhao Huai for many years, but he has never seen a caring person around him. Apart from a few fiancees who are bizarre and unexpected, Zhao Huai seems to have no love affairs.

Duan Rongshu squinted his eyes and followed the handkerchief obediently, but it felt stronger than usual, and his white and tender face was slightly flushed.

He turned around to get the facial oil that Xiaotao put on the table, dug a little, then dabbed it on his forehead and cheeks, and rubbed it like an otter.

Looking at his face, Zhao Huai realized that his strength was a bit strong. When he turned around, he thought that the little thing was angry, but in the end he wiped his face with oil. The face veil and then wash the face.

As soon as Duan Rongshu turned around, he saw Zhao Huai staring at him, oh, yes, good brother, he dug out another piece of facial oil, walked towards him, scratched his face a few times, and said while applying it, "Your Majesty, give you some incense."

After painting, he giggled a few times, seeing that he was not angry, he stretched out his hands to act recklessly on his face, and patted him lightly twice after painting.

Then Minato stared at it seriously, the light sweet-scented osmanthus mixed with sandalwood fragrance lingered between the two of them, Zhao Huai felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he was about to keep a distance from him in the next second.

"Your Majesty, your mouth is dry and peeling."

Then I went to dig out a box of small ones, and rubbed them gently on Zhao Huai's lips with my fingers in a circular motion a few times.

The voice is gentle, with a bit of waxy meaning, "Drink more water, or it will crack."

After applying it, I just rubbed a thin layer on my lips with my fingers just now.

All the attendants in the room lowered their heads, but he was the only one who was blind and couldn't see Zhao Huai's red neck.

The system also shrank and said nothing, "Look at this kid's obsession."

Duan Rongshu felt that Zhao Huai was a little different this morning, and he really couldn't tell what was different.

Maybe he is more indulgent, his tone is not fierce or sarcastic, but he listens to Rong Yi's clip sound too much, and he doesn't feel that he has changed much, maybe it's because he is tolerant of his subordinates.

Zhao Huai has been together for a while, and he knows why Duan Rongshu asked the Rong family for his favor. , he was shocked,

"Give me the medicine honestly."

Immediately became honest, and took the medicine obediently, but still had a slumped face.

You still have to be gentle, and you have to ask Brother Huang when you go back.

Duan Rongshu didn't know what he was thinking, just now he just felt ashamed, but Rong Yi didn't feel it, pampering him a lot, so that he wouldn't be deceived by little sweet words in the future, his sister would be pushed away because she didn't spoil her.

Yan Ji came in and reported, "My lord, the things you asked me to look for two days ago have arrived."

With candied fruit in his mouth, Duan Rongshu was vague, "Let's go, go to the bad money."

Zhao Huai looked at a large pile of sand and piles of black, white and white things, "What money can this make?"

Time travel has three treasures, cement, glass, and soap. Although it is dirty, he makes money.

The material for making soap has also been solved. You can use soybean oil. If you use lard, the cost is too high. Today’s pigs are not white and fat like modern ones. If you want to count, “white pigs” were introduced from the Soviet Union in the 50s Even if a large number of pigs are raised for oil, selling lean meat is still a problem.

Now you can make glass first, make a set of distillation equipment, extract essential oils and so on. Only when the cost of soap comes down can it be more popularized. Ordinary people can afford it, but some tricks have to be made to make the nobles pay for it. .

There is an oil mill in Huangzhuang, but there is no land for firing glass. For this reason, Yan Ji went to build a kiln.

Duan Rongshu asked people to clean the sand to remove impurities, and then heated up the kiln.

The main component of sand is silicon dioxide, with a melting point of about 1700 degrees Celsius, but ancient kilns could not reach such a high temperature. Duan Rongshu recalled the doping modification in the laboratory, adding sodium carbonate when firing glass, so that Its melting point is lowered, so the loss will be smaller; while calcium carbonate can increase the strength of the glass, but adding too much will make the glass easily broken.

These preparations are not easy now, not to mention antimony oxide, white arsenic, nitrates, etc. If you want to make better glass in the future, you have to set up a laboratory to prepare chemical raw materials.