Traveling through ancient times to survive

"It's not difficult. All you need is some cotton cloth, cotton, a wooden barrel, and sand." Zhao Qing explained the production method in detail. When he talked about punching holes in the wooden barrel, he remembered that he had forgotten a tool. "Oh, and you need a knife to make holes."

After the three of them heard it, they realized that it was not difficult as the materials used in making it were all very common things. Zhao Deyan was eager to give it a try and pulled his father home to give it a try.

"Dad, and Brother Heng, let's go back first."

The four of them went home together. Wang Mei kept moving her hands and asked questions without raising her head.

"Qingya, where is the medicine you mentioned? I have sewn several masks together so I can stuff the medicine in them."

Zhao Qing went back to the house and took out the prepared medicinal materials, carefully divided them into several portions, and poured them into the interlayer of the mask. Wang Mei took the mask and sealed it.

"By the way, Xiaoheng, I also made four masks for your family. Tell your dad not to worry."

Li Heng showed a gentle smile on his face: "Thank you for your care, Auntie. My father and I are not very good at sewing. Can you teach me?"

He is no longer the son of a noble family. He has to support himself in many things. If he learns more, he can trouble others less.

Wang Mei was horrified and shook her head to refuse. If Li Wu knew that she was teaching his son how to hold a needle, he would definitely get angry.

"No, your hand is used to holding a pen, how can you hold a needle and thread!"

Zhao Qing looked at Li Heng in surprise. This man really had no ideological burden at all. In this ancient world, it was an established stereotype that only women held needles. Men would be laughed at if they were known to be doing needlework.

Li Heng had a nonchalant look on his face. He didn't think it was shameful to learn needlework at all. It was just a practical life skill. Why did he have to give it a special meaning and think it should be shameful for men to learn it?

"What can't be taken? We all have the same hands, and I am no more noble than others."

Zhao Chengchuan knew that Li Wu would definitely not agree. He knew very well how much his good brother loved his only son. He would definitely rather learn it himself than let Xiao Heng do it. He tactfully tried to persuade him to back out.

"Xiao Heng, you should ask your father first."

How could Uncle Li agree? If it weren't for the fact that people can't live without food, Uncle Li would probably even have to take care of his meals. Li Heng had no choice but to give up the idea and continue to trouble his aunt.

At the same time, Zhao Deyan rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the shed, found all the materials, and then dragged Zhao Qing away.

Zhao Dezhang was very envious, and he also wanted to move around freely like his older brothers and sisters. However, because he was young, his parents were worried about him going out, so he had to stay in the shed.

Wang Mei had no time to stop it and looked very dissatisfied.

"What are these two siblings doing now? They are still running around outside at this hour."

"They are busy, don't worry."

"What's the matter?"

"It's a good thing. You'll know when they come back."

Zhao Deyan successfully made a filter barrel according to his sister's instructions. He was so excited that his face turned red.

"Sister! How come you have such a big brain? How come you know so much useful knowledge? Why can't your brother have it? We have the same parents."

Zhao Qing was startled and became alert in his heart. He must not reveal opinions that were inconsistent with his original personality unless it was a life-and-death situation.

"Brother, go back and tell the village chief the method, in your name."

Zhao Deyan waved his hands frantically: "How can that be? It was obviously you who came up with this idea, how can I take the credit from you?"

"No matter how much I contribute as a little girl, people still don't take me seriously. But you are different, brother. You can help dad by increasing your voice in the village."

Zhao Qing just revealed the means of epidemic prevention yesterday. These can be attributed to the doctor who was accidentally met. If the filter device makes up another expert, wouldn't it just arouse suspicion? How come others can't meet a single expert, but you meet several?

Zhao Deyan's main point was about how he looked down on his sister earlier, and he got so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick when he heard it.

"Who dares! You've saved everyone several times. If anyone dares to be so ungrateful, I'll beat him to death!"

Zhao Qing could feel his brother's sincerity, and a warm feeling ran through his heart, so he advised him more sincerely.

"Brother, I'm just assuming. I'm not saying that everyone really looks down on me. You know, men have it much easier in this world than women. If the same credit is given to you, the effect will be much better than if it is given to me."

Zhao Deyan felt a pain in his heart, and his high emotions all faded. His sister was right. For the first time, he personally experienced the injustice of the world towards men and women. His sister was so smart, much better than himself and his father, but she had to hide behind his father or him.

Zhao Deyan looked at his sister with a peaceful expression and couldn't help but said, "Sister, are you a little sad? It's obviously all your credit, but you can only spread it as the man of the family."

Zhao Qing was stunned. He never expected that in the ancient times when men were superior to women, the idea that men were women's heaven and women must devote themselves selflessly to men had almost become a mental imprint of everyone.

My brother is not a great thinker who is well-versed in ancient and modern times. He is clearly a country bumpkin who can barely read. How could he break barriers and consider the inequality of women?

Zhao Qing's expression became softer, and he deliberately teased: "No, you and Dad are both my relatives. If you are well, won't you be good to me?"

Zhao Qing was certainly not unbalanced. After all, she had only been here for about a year. Her behavior seemed to have integrated into the surroundings, but her psychological response to the outside world was still at a stage of indifference. She unconsciously showed a sense of being detached and detached.

Of course, Zhao Qing himself has not yet discovered the problem with his mentality. He has not calmed down and empathized with others, so of course he doesn't care whether he is wronged or not.

Zhao Deyan answered quickly: "Of course not. I swear to heaven that if I treat you badly in the future, I will be struck by lightning."

His expression was so solemn that Zhao Qing felt embarrassed.

"Brother, just say that when you were working in the capital, you accidentally saw the nobles filtering drinking water in this way."

The brother and sister agreed to take the finished product home, and Zhao Deyan happily placed the filtering device in front of his parents.

"Boss, I'm going to die. You stuffed a perfectly good bucket with all sorts of messy stuff!"

"Mom, don't worry, this is a big treasure, not some messy thing. It can turn dirty water into clean water. We won't have to go through so much trouble to find water in the future."

Wang Mei looked unconvinced: "Can these pieces of junk turn dirty water into clean water?"

"What a piece of crap, I'll show you right now."

Zhao Deyan looked unconvinced. He ran into the shed, scooped out half a basin of clean water, grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, and threw it into the clean water to muddy it.

Wang Mei only had time to utter a sigh before watching her son waste the clean water and turn it into dirty water. She wished she could give this rebellious son a good beating.