The whole village is suffering from tuberculosis, but I have 10,000 acres of top-quality medicinal f

I still remember that when I was very young, I went to a town with my mother. There was a painting hanging in a shop, and the man in the painting looked like a fairy.

But the person in front of him was even better than that person.

Later, when she heard the eldest sister of the Duan family calling him Azhi, she realized that this was her husband and Xiaoxia's brother-in-law.

Xiaoxia is so happy.

She has a sister who loves her so much and has such a good-looking brother-in-law.

But I have nothing...

When the stove was lit, all the camellias were peeled off.

Everyone worked together to put all the petals into a large basin, washed them gently with water, and set them aside to dry.

Over there, Duan Qingqiu started preparing to cook the first pot of hydrosol.

Spread the petals all over the bottom of the pot, pour distilled water of equal height, then put in a sea bowl and cover the pot tightly.

Then put a few cold stones on the lid of the pot that had been soaked in stream water overnight.

During the whole process, the heat was controlled. After about two moments, the water in the pot was boiled away, and the originally empty sea bowl was filled with mostly clear liquid.

"Wow, so amazing!"

Everyone came to look at it one by one. Xiaoxia was surprised and said: "This water actually has a fragrance."

"This is called camellia hydrosol, a pot of the essence of the petals, all in it."

Duan Qingqiu poured more than half of the bowl of water into the large clay pot that had been prepared beforehand, and then went to see the second stove while explaining the precautions when boiling hydrosol.

After finishing three bowls, Ning Xiaomei was the first to leave.

Although the movements are still a bit clumsy, the basic steps are correct.

Next, Xiaoxia and others will also know how to do it.

A Niu really couldn't do such a delicate job, so he simply went outside to help his master chop wood.

Making hydrosol is a very important step, but it is not the last step.

After Duan Qingqiu left the matter to others, he went to the kitchen.

She first boiled the cardamom oil and set it aside to cool down.

Then a stone mill, a stone mortar, and a grinding wheel were set up, and the purchased herbs were gradually ground into powder.

If you fail twice, you will succeed four times; if you fail four times, you will succeed eight times.

It's not done until it's so thin that it can be wiped out with just a twist.

At this time, a shout came from the tent.

"Sister, the hydrosol is ready!"

She straightened up and felt that her arms were useless.

Gollum—

My stomach also protested.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked up at the sky.

Since there was no sun all day, she didn't pay much attention to the time. Now it seemed that it was already past noon.

Ning Xiaomei and the others were okay. They only ate two meals a day, and the meal in the morning was mostly watery. Today they ate solidly and didn't feel hungry.

The Duan family is different.

These days, they have been accustomed to the rhythm of three meals a day, and suddenly missing one meal is really uncomfortable.

"It just so happens that we don't need you here for the time being. Xiaoxia, you go and cook something simple to eat. Xiaodong, help your second sister. Aniu, you take the two girls to the main room to rest."

After Duan Qingqiu finished making arrangements, he hugged the newly ground fine powder and plunged into the tent.

She needs to prepare these ingredients in proportion before the cardamom oil is completely condensed.

Xiaoxia plans to make a pot of noodles.

Delicious, filling, and convenient.

Just take whatever vegetables you have at home, wash them all and cut them up.

As for the other three people, they said they were resting, but none of them could sit still.

Xiaohua almost lifted her feet and followed into the kitchen, helping to wash the vegetables and wash the pots.

She is two years older than Xiao Xia, but a little shorter than the other person. Her thin arms are stretched out and are not as thick as a pair of chopsticks, but she can move the big iron pot very easily.

A Niu stood stupidly under the eaves, not daring to sit inside.

Although there are no rules in the countryside that men and women are not allowed to live in the same house, when two people are alone, they still have to avoid suspicion, not to mention Ning Xiaomei's status is quite special.

And his mind was not that magnanimous.

Ning Xiaomei sat alone for a while, staring at the looming shadows outside. She couldn't stand any longer, so she stood up and walked to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, he found that they were preparing to make noodles with their hands. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll do it!"

Duan Qingqiu had no intention of asking whether the situation outside was embarrassing or lively.

In an extremely simple place, she showed a pharmaceutical attitude, holding up a bamboo tube that served as a temporary measuring cup, and adding ingredients bit by bit into a large clay pot.

The stirring stick is also made of freshly split bamboo. It is not very easy to use, but it is better than nothing.

But gradually the old injury started to reappear, and the wrist became a little bit too much.

She gritted her teeth and was about to hold on a little longer when a big hand stretched out and took the stirring rod.

"How long will it take?" Azhi asked.

Duan Qingqiu exhaled: "Don't stop, stir until it is transparent and free of particles."

"it is good."

At this time, Xiaoxia came over to say hello to some noodles. She thought about it and asked to bring the bowl in.

The soup base is sweet and the noodles are chewy.

After finishing his portion in a few mouthfuls, he went to change to A Zhi.

After all, human hands are no better than machines. No matter how strong they are, they will get tired if they repeat the same action all the time.

During this period, people outside also finished eating one after another, and everyone wanted to help, but except for A Niu, Duan Qingqiu refused.

"You are not strong enough and the mixture is not even."

With nothing to do, everyone packed up their things under Xiaoxia's command.

Finally, half an hour later, Duan Qingqiu announced that it was done and it was ready for canning!

The homemade hanging tube is inserted into the large clay pot, scoops up some thick and thick liquid like honey, raises it and aligns it so that it flows into the small pot in a straight line. When it is eighty full, it is hooked back and the liquid is broken. .

Xiaoxia immediately tightened the small lid, Xiaodong affixed the prepared seal, and Ning Xiaomei and Xiaohua were responsible for sorting and packing the box.

Ah Zhi sat on the table nearby and wrote the word "Duan" on each piece of seal paper with a pen.

A Niu had no place to intervene and could only be responsible for logistical work such as serving tea and water.

For a while, the rain was pattering outside and the chill was overwhelming, but inside the tent, people were looking forward to it, and it was very busy.

As night fell, Duan's assembly line finally came to a successful end.

Due to the cold weather, the last few portions were almost half-solidified and almost couldn't be packed in. Ning Xiaomei took the bamboo slices, scraped them in bit by bit, and pressed them flat with a small spoon, so that there was no waste.

"Sister, what on earth is this?"

As soon as Xiaodong said these words, everyone suddenly understood.

It seems that after being busy for so long, I still haven’t figured out what I am busy with!

Duan Qingqiu was not trying to show off, and indeed he forgot to mention it.

Now that the finished product was in front of her, she simply put her hand into the pot without explaining much and rubbed it around the edges and corners.

When he retracted his hand, there was an extra layer of milky white substance on his skin.

This thing is familiar to everyone. It was almost like this when the jars were sealed just now, but now after a while, the feeling of paste is more obvious.