After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

Chapter 518 A New Clerk Arrives

"Baiying, come and help me build a clay pot." Qin Xiaomi began to lead Xiao Baiying to build a distiller using clay pots and clay spouts.

Aunt Qin was shocked before she had even seen half of it.

She quickly turned to look at Uncle Qin and said in code... There is really smoke coming out of your family's ancestral grave. Just by reading the books you left at home, she was able to learn how to make a steam-column copper steamer!

What's outrageous is that this girl is so stingy that she uses a long clay pot spout instead of a copper pillar. If the nobles and officials saw this, they would be so angry that they would smoke on the spot.

It's impossible not to be furious, because with the same technology, one costs almost nothing, while the other costs hundreds or thousands of taels. The latter is definitely being taken advantage of.

But Uncle Qin looked a little unhappy.

But he remembered what Grandpa Qin said, and didn't ask anything he shouldn't ask. He just mocked Qin Xiaomi: "Pottery jars also cost money. If you are doing this to harm the pottery jars, if you can't make them, shouldn't you deduct some of your dividends to punish yourself? You must know that if you want to punish others, you must set an example yourself first."

Aunt Qin's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she immediately chimed in: "Niece, your uncle is right, you should set an example yourself, why do you only punish others and not yourself?"

Qin Xiaomi turned to look at them and gave them a grin: "I am quite capable. If you want to punish others but not yourself, you can start your own business and become the boss."

The couple shut up...the little girl could only use the "one who eats the food should be grateful" thing to shut them up.

"Xiaomi, the pine needles and pine wood are chopped up." Jiang Dalang brought two bags of chopped pine needles and pine wood. When he saw the money-saving version of the distiller, he could hardly suppress his ecstasy.

Su Su...

Jiang Dalang bit the tip of his tongue to prevent the words from spilling out of his mouth.

"Xiaomi, is there anything else you want me to do?"

Qin Xiaomi looked at the two bags of pine needles and pine wood and said, "There's nothing left for now. Go and do your own work first."

"Okay." Jiang Dalang was a little reluctant to leave, and before leaving, he said, "Send someone to call me if there's anything."

"Yeah." Qin Xiaomi nodded and continued to work on her money-saving distiller.

After working on it for half an hour, it was finally ready: "Light the fire and boil the pot."

Xiao Muxiang and the others did as they were told.

Four stoves, burning at the same time.

Two burners are used for distillation.

The two stoves are used to boil the other medicinal ingredients in the recipe.

Qin Xiaomi took out bags of medicinal materials and used a small medicine grinder with Xiao Liuqu. Some were crushed into powder, while others were just pounded into small pieces.

Aunt Qin saw the opportunity and said hurriedly, "Niece, let me do the hard work, you can take a rest."

He rolled up his sleeves and came in to work without waiting for Qin Xiaomi to say anything... If his niece was not happy, she would have started scolding her a long time ago, but the fact that she kept silent was a sign of her consent.

After the herbs were ground, Qin Xiaomi took out a small copper scale with extremely high accuracy and began to weigh and prepare the recipe for pine paste.

Sour chrysanthemum powder, Sophora flavescens, mountain peony, Saposhnikovia divaricata, snakeberry flower, and honey orchid root.

After weighing the weight,

What follows is a long wait.

Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin really didn't have that much time to be absent from work, so they left after half an hour.

At noon, the distilled pine water was enough for boiling the medicine, so Qin Xiaomi asked Zhu Yiqing to take out the small pottery and start to boil the medicine over a slow fire.

After simmering for a quarter of an hour, pour the pine water with a strong pine aroma into the pottery pot and start boiling the medicine.

The medicine juice is considered ready only when the early You hour is reached, and the distilled pine oil is enough for use.

Qin Xiaomi: "Filter the medicine."

"Yes." Zhu Yiqing and the others were busy filtering the medicine.

Because of the medicinal ingredients, the color of the boiled medicine juice is very beautiful, light yellow with a little red, like clear tea, and the taste is also very light.

Qin Xiaomi: "Melt the beeswax." If you don't add some beeswax after adding the medicine, the solidification effect will not be good.

But she felt a little distressed because the beeswax was a little expensive. Fortunately, only a little bit was needed to enhance the solidification. If a lot was needed, it would greatly increase her costs and she would not make this rosin ointment.

The next step is to mix and stir the distilled pine oil, medicinal juice and beeswax until the three are perfectly blended and then they can be bottled.

I used small, shallow cans for pigment powder, and there were ten of them in total.

"Young Master, how long will it take for it to solidify?" Xiao Muxiang was young and very curious.

Qin Xiaomi said: "At most half an hour."

However, in just over two quarters of an hour, the rosin paste was almost solidified.

Qin Xiaomi took a small can, scooped a little, spread it evenly on her palms, and applied it on her hands... The texture was smooth, with a fresh and heavy woody scent, which was very pleasant.

"Niece, the pine paste is ready, please let your aunt try it!" Aunt Qin ran away again, but she didn't see Uncle Qin.

When Second Aunt Qin saw that Qin Xiaomi did not refuse and used some pine ointment, she was secretly surprised... This niece of Qin Zhuang was amazing. She actually made such a high-quality ointment.

If you change it into a nice-looking bottle and ship it to the south or the capital to sell it, such a small jar can be sold for three taels of silver.

This kind of ointment, which can only be used by women from wealthy families, is so expensive.

This is still considered cheap. The ladies of noble families and officials used the finest ointments, rouge, and lip balm, and a small bottle could be bought for one or two ounces of gold.

"It's just..." Aunt Qin sniffed the back of her hand and said, "Your ointment has a flaw. The pine scent has a hint of medicine. This smell is mixed with the smell. It is a low-quality incense. The selling price has to be reduced. And you can't do business with the nobles. Those nobles are most particular about these things."

"Second Aunt knows Xiang quite well?" Qin Xiaomi said.

Aunt Qin pretended not to hear.

Qin Xiaomi did not continue to speak, but said: "This pine ointment was not originally sold to the ladies, but to the common people."

Oh, Aunt Qin sneered, "Niece, I don't mean to discourage you, but have you ever seen a farmer buy ointment to apply?"

"In the countryside, applying ointment is a sign of illness. Even if farmers have the money to buy ointment, they won't buy it. Instead, they will buy two pounds of fat meat to make oil for eating!"

Qin Xiaomi said, "It's pine ointment, not perfume. My pine ointment is not for girls to apply on their faces to add fragrance. It's for people with lacerated fingers in winter and spring."

"During the winter, Master Huang had frostbite and spent a lot of money to have Old Man Xun treat it... But frostbite is only one of the hand and foot diseases in winter and spring. Many people also have lacerations on their hands."

But there is a lot of work to do in the countryside, and even if your hands are cracked and bleeding, you have to endure the pain and work.

This caused the lacerations on the hands to worsen, and after a winter, the hands became unsightly.

"My pine ointment is for this. You don't have to apply it every day. Applying it every three days can prevent hand lacerations. Don't be afraid if your hands are lacerated. Applying it can relieve itching and pain and help the laceration heal faster."

She is not sick, so how could she make ointment and sell it in the countryside?

If she went to Beijing or Jiangnan, she might make some special ointments to sell. Now she only makes consumables with low cost and low selling price, but can benefit many people.

With a large number of people and continuous consumption, a small business can also become a big business.

Aunt Qin was stunned when she heard this. After she came to her senses, she just felt that her niece Qin Zhuang was a goddess.

"Niece, wait a moment. I'll go call your uncle and give him a surprise." Aunt Qin ran out with pine ointment and found Uncle Qin who was talking to Qin Cunquan.

But the strange thing is that today, it was not Qin Cunquan who forced Uncle Qin to talk, but Uncle Qin who took the initiative to ask: "New clerk? And his surname is Feng, is he the son of County Magistrate Feng? He is not here to take your position, right? Then don't you have to get back to work?"

"Quan, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're just too useless. You just became an official clerk not long ago, and you're about to lose this position!"