Chapter 197: get ready

Yan's second child was hit hard.

Maltose, if you hear the name, you will know that it is made of wheat.

What are the conditions now? The price of food has risen, and the victims of the disasters drink porridge every day. Who would use it to make sugar?

Such a waste of food should not be covered with big shoe soles...

He couldn't bear it anymore, sleep!

He remembered that the remaining two items were for washing, and he didn’t want to hear them anymore, for fear of being hit again.

Li Xuemei and Yan Yu stayed up, insisting on reading the remaining bamboo slips and manuscripts.

"The shampoo is boiled with medicine, and the cost is not low." Li Xuemei weighed the bamboo slip with tooth powder written on it again, and said, "There are many prescriptions for this tooth powder. The teeth are soft...but complete.

There are more than ten kinds of medicinal materials, and there are only one or two kinds of medicinal materials. "

Yan Yu said nonsense solemnly: "It's enough for us to open a dentist. No matter what the problem is, there is always a prescription that suits you."

Li Xuemei glared at her and arranged the list of handwritten books.

He singled out the handwritten book 1, and said: "This is the prologue, I flipped through it roughly, and it explained the relationship between the monarch, minister, assistant, and envoy between medicines very clearly, and also subdivided jade, herbal , wood medicine, animals, insects and fish, fruits, vegetables, and rice.

Drugs go alone, fear each other, hate each other, beg each other, envoy each other, contradict each other, and kill each other. "

Yan Yu casually turned a page and wrote: Magnolia officinalis, with dried **** as herbal medicine, aversion to cold water stone, Alisma, and saltpeter.

She rummaged through it again and found almonds, which are more effective in getting fire, scutellaria chinensis, astragalus root, kudzu root, Xiexi, hufendu, and dwarf grass.

I feel the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine.

She felt that her dislike for Cui Langzhong could be slightly reduced.

He dared to prescribe medicines to treat diseases by relying on self-study without having a serious teacher. He is not an ordinary ruthless person.

It’s enough to memorize the names of these medicines for a while, and there are all kinds of contradictory...headaches.

Yan Yu has decided that she will give up her profession of helping the world and saving people, and let her mother study hard.

"Mother!" She looked up adoringly with extremely eager little eyes.

"The health of our family depends on you!"

Li Xuemei closed the book and tapped her little head. "You have to memorize them all. You copy one and I copy another. Each memorizes his own. If there is a disease in the future, we will study it together."

"Where did the disease come from? We are not doctors." Yan Yu pouted, not wanting to do any more homework.

"For some minor illnesses, let's try to prescribe a prescription first, and then read the doctor's prescription. Comparing the two, we will definitely gain something."

"Okay—let's—" Yan Yu elongated her voice, full of reluctance.

She thought of the health check robot mentioned by her uncle, and couldn't help thinking: I hope to connect with uncle next time, I hope to connect with uncle next time...

For three consecutive days, Yan Laoer either went to the quarry or the brick factory during the day, and even further away, he went to Yongning City to deliver and sell goods.

The aunt who ordered a thousand catties of charcoal with him before, helped to introduce the neighbors nearby, and each family looked cheap, so they more or less ordered some.

Yan Lao Er also found out the price of charcoal in Yongning City.

Three cents for a hundred catties.

On the fourth day, Yan Yu ran with him all day and bought all the materials needed for cement, tools for making paper, and medicine for shampoo.

Since I ran to the pharmacy, ginseng is of course indispensable.

They were reluctant to buy more, and even felt that ginseng was expensive. Under the disgusted eyes of the staff, they coughed and bought some ginseng powder.

Meat stalls in the city are also their key purchase targets.

Pork pancreas is quite difficult to buy, and most butcher stall owners think it takes time to sell it, so they have to buy it back whole.

Fortunately, Yongning City is a prefectural city, and the people living in the city are living a good life. They asked several meat stalls casually. Unlike Xiqiao Town, which only killed one pig at a time, the meat stalls in Yongning City are full of atmosphere. Very, there are also two or three heads slaughtered in one stall.

Make the fragrant soap as soon as possible, and come to Yongning City to sell it.

The reason why such a large capital was invested.

hey-hey!

All the power of silver!

Who dares to believe that a piece of fragrant soap can be sold for one, two or five dollars in Yongning City!

Yan Yu went to several houses in a row.

Relying on his sweet mouth, he touched all the fragrant soap in other people's stores.

There are also cheap ones, one or two yuan, no fragrance at all, and it is not as smooth as her home.

According to Yan Yu's observation, the fragrant pancakes in her house are slightly worse than those of the one-two-five ones.

The difference is that the ground powder is not fine enough, and the packaging is even worse.

This discovery suddenly rekindled Yan Lao Er's heart fire.

It's burning hot!

On the way back, Yan Yu said to her father: "Father, calm down! I didn't expect that Yongning City has quite a lot of spending power. This fragrant soap business can be done, and we can definitely sell it for eight dollars. The powder is finely ground, sifted several times, and the quality has improved, and then it will be sold to the public, maybe it can be sold for one or two!"

Yan Yu's voice went up again.

Actually, half of her persuading her father to calm down was also persuading herself.

Good guy, eight dollars, one tael... She's going crazy, she can't control herself.

Yan's second child blushed and nodded vigorously: "Go home, let's start!"

Yan’s house is halfway up, and the kitchen has taken shape earlier than the two rooms in the middle.

According to the requirements of the host family, the stove in the kitchen should be higher, and I don’t care about spending more bricks.

Master Lu did not say anything else, and tried his best to satisfy the owner.

As for why the Yan family needs three stoves, he is in charge of so many houses, so just do it.

The half-finished kitchen seemed to be the domain of Nanny Rong, because the chimney hadn't been built yet, and the smell wafted around when cooking, especially after holding three stoves, the Yan family's food directly rose to a higher level.

One pot stews randomly, one pot steams big steamed buns and steamed flower rolls, and another pot simmers over low heat, braised meat and vegetables...

Yan Yu smelled it and closed her eyes.

Swallowed first, and murmured: "Ah! This smell, I can find it home by smelling it, woo woo woo! Dad! I can't even imagine that if I add the spices I bought today, this lo mei How delicious!"

Yan Yu feels that with Nanny Rong, she can stay at home every day, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't go out.

As long as her father remembers to replenish the ingredients, she will be the happiest cub staying at home!

Yan's second son is also ashamed of himself.

Occasionally, Li Xuemei and Yan Yu would be greedy for the dishes he made, and he knew that it was not a taste of greed, but a feeling of aftertaste.

When it comes to cooking skills, Aunt Rong has reached the pinnacle in home cooking!

The two moved the things on the car down. After Yan Xiangheng saw it, he rushed to help.

He recently helped the Qi family next door build a house.

I don’t have any heavy work, so I help draw pictures, find straight lines, and give some advice on comparing his house.

The Qi family also built six rooms.

The layout is exactly the same as his house.

Even the firewall is not saved.

The entire Qi family worked very hard to get closer to the Yan family, in every way.

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