Crossing town house man and wife

After lunch, Yan Heng dragged Wu Ming into the inner room for a long time, then picked up a dozen silk cloths Wu Ming gave him, and reluctantly left the barracks.

After Yan Heng left, Wu Ming was depressed on the couch for a long time.In fact, he could have kicked Yan Heng into the air, rejecting his excessive intimacy that was ready to break through home plate at any time.But on the other hand, Wu Ming had to admit that the feeling of being eaten tofu by Yan Heng was actually not bad.Yan Heng's big hands are always warm, touching his body is more like a pleasure, and with a little more force, it feels as comfortable as a massage.

In fact, last night was also very comfortable...

Wu Ming covered his face, and wanted to find a place to die again.

In fact, the most embarrassing thing last night was not the reaction of the body, but after the reaction of the body, he did not control his expression and other reactions, and directly showed the comfortable feeling, and was discovered by Yan Heng!

What made Wu Ming even more depressed was that he knew very well that if the plot of last night was staged again, he might still be hard to refuse.

that taste...

It's been a long, long time since he had tasted the feeling of soaring to the top...

According to the girls, the feeling of using the back is more beautiful, lasting and memorable than the front...

Wait, why should he believe what a group of girls say, they don't know how to talk to others later!

Wu Ming quickly shook his head to get these messy thoughts out of his mind.

Forget it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, so let's try it with Yan Heng, anyway, he is not a chaste woman—no, he may not even be considered a man.

Wu Ming took a deep breath and jumped up from the bed.

After a little grooming and calming down, Wu Ming left for the paper-making yard.

Jiang San and Liu Qi were already there, and they brought back several baskets of weeds.

Liu Qi swore that it was this kind of grass that burned the ash he brought back yesterday, and he spent two copper coins to ask this news from an old woman in the military camp who was in charge of washing clothes for many years.

Wu Ming didn't question it, just poured out the weeds, took out the container that was prepared yesterday and started to burn the ashes, swearing at the same time: If this is a later life, he wouldn't need to go through this twice, just find an instrument to burn the ashes from the weeds. Leaf extraction... Bah, bah, if this is the next generation, if you want to make handmade soap, you can just go to the street and buy soda ash, so you don't need to make it yourself... No, the future generations don't even need to make soap by themselves, only leisure Boring girls will do this stuff!

When the plant ashes were ready, Wu Ming poured them into clay pots, soaked them in hot water and put them aside, then led Liu Qi to the big kitchen and asked Huang Dou and Jiang San to stay and watch the yard.

After finding soda ash was hard to find, Wu Ming gave up the high-end vegetable oil soap-making method, and found another equally ancient soap-making method from memory-making African black soap with oil and plant ash.

This soap-making method directly mixes animal fat and plant ash, which saves many steps in the vegetable oil soap-making method. The appearance of the soap produced is close to zero, but the decontamination effect is not inferior to the soap made from vegetable oil.

More importantly, this soap making method has extremely low hardware requirements, there is no irreversible absolute ratio, no weighing, no accurate timing, and it can be made entirely by feeling.

The only disadvantage is that it is tiring, because after mixing the oil and plant ash, it has to be stirred, stirred, and stirred again, which takes up to five or six hours, which is enough for the mixers of later generations. If the burden is replaced by pure human power...that is, the ancients of this era can have this leisure and perseverance.

Now that the plant ash was in place, Wu Ming went to the kitchen to find grease.

It is said that the best fat should be butter, but where can fat cattle be found these days, and even if they are found, they cannot be slaughtered at will. Wu Ming can only use lard as the next best thing.

But there was very little lard in the kitchen. If Wu Ming took all of it away, the kitchen probably wouldn't be able to cook in the next few days.

In desperation, Wu Ming could only use his "privilege" to ask the kitchen to send someone to buy a live pig to be slaughtered. The fat meat would be used to refine oil for him, and the lean meat would be used to improve the food for the soldiers.

But when it came to pigs, Wu Ming thought of another thing.The reason why pigs in this year are regarded as low-class food, only roast suckling pigs can be on the table, the key is that the pigs were not castrated when raising pigs, resulting in most of the pigs raised have a fishy smell, and the seasoning of this year It is also very rare. Things that can remove flavors such as chili, pepper, and aniseed ingredients have not been introduced to the Central Plains. Pork made only by conventional methods will naturally not taste good.

This is not something worth keeping secret, so Wu Mingshun told the steward of the kitchen and asked him to castrate all the boars raised in the military camp, leaving only one good-looking breeding stock.

As for whether they will follow suit, that's none of Wu Ming's business. Anyway, he can't eat pork, mutton, chicken, rabbit meat... With his current status, he can eat minced meat to his heart's content.

As the evening approached, the big kitchen delivered the lard that Wu Ming wanted, and the whole barracks also smelled of meat.

Wu Ming checked the lard that was delivered, and saw that it had been refined according to his requirements, and that it was not raw fat, and the oil residue was all clarified, so he didn't bother to do secondary processing, and put it directly in the Keep in a cool place.

After estimating the time, Wu Ming simply gave Huangdou and the others a day off, as long as they stayed in the courtyard, the rest can be free to move about, and work with him the next morning.

"Rest well, you will have to work hard the day after tomorrow." Wu Ming put down the warning and turned back to his yard.

It was dinner time now, Wu Ming was tired of eating rice these days, so at noon, he asked Guihua to prepare noodles and meat sauce, and make noodles with fried sauce for dinner.

On a hot summer day, eating a bowl of noodles soaked in cold water is definitely a pleasure for the tongue. Unfortunately, there are too few ingredients these days. Cucumbers, eggplants, tomatoes, carrots that are commonly used to make noodles in later generations... all They are still waiting for humans to pick them at the place of origin. The only thing that can be made according to Wu Ming's preference is mushroom meat sauce.

However, there is no artificial breeding these days, and the mushrooms picked from the wild are often only known to be poisonous or not after eating them. The kitchens of the military camps do not stock such unsafe food. Wu Ming can only recall After tasting the deliciousness of shiitake mushrooms, king oyster mushrooms, Coprinus comatus, Tricholoma, tea tree mushrooms, etc., I sighed and let Osmanthus use meat and eggs to make meat sauce for noodles.

But after dinner, Wu Ming found that the tortoise shell who came to clean up the dishes was a little hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter, is something wrong?" Wu Ming asked proactively.

Tortoiseshell put down the bowl and chopsticks, stared at Wu Ming's expression and replied: "Go back to Madam, it's about Osmanthus fragrans."

"What happened to her?" Wu Ming asked with a frown.

"She...she said she was willing to sign the deed of sale and become a slave." Tortoiseshell replied with a confused face.

"Why?" Wu Ming couldn't help being taken aback.

A well-behaved commoner is wrong, and she wants to sell herself as a slave. Is this woman's brain flooded?

"The servant girl doesn't know." Tortoise was also very helpless, "She is like a mouthless gourd, unable to say anything. I advised her to think again, but she just shook her head, begging me... please You bought her."

"Isn't she already married? Don't want her husband and children?" Wu Ming asked suspiciously, "I won't buy their family."

"She doesn't seem to have children..." As soon as the words came out, Tortoise was stunned.

Although women in these days don't get married before they get married like in the Tang and Song Dynasties, they usually don't delay until later, and Osmanthus fragrans seems to be in their twenties. According to normal calculations, they should have consummated the house and had children long ago. ran away.

Wu Ming's heart moved, and he said to Tortoise: "Go and find out what's going on in her family, don't have any hidden secrets."

"No!" Tortoiseshell nodded in response.

That night, the tortoise shell brought back news to Wu Ming.

Osmanthus married the second son of Zhang, the steward of the big kitchen, and this second son broke his leg when he was a child, and he still walks with a limp.Manager Zhang of the big kitchen was worried that his second son would not be able to be called a daughter-in-law when he grew up, so he bought his son a child bride early.But after consummating the house, Osmanthus failed to conceive, and the Zhang family's attitude towards her became worse and worse. Osmanthus's mother-in-law even mentioned that their family wanted to sell Osmanthus and marry her son to a decent woman. The little girl of the family.

"And..." Tortoise pointed her fingers right, moved close to Wu Ming's ear, and underestimated in a very, very low voice, "Someone heard Osmanthus's mother-in-law scold Osmanthus for being shameless, saying that she should be soaked in a pig cage."

Generally speaking, soaking in a pig cage is another name for adultery, but Wu Ming doesn't take this kind of thing seriously.Blind marriage is very inhumane, let alone a child bride bought by force, and replaced by later generations, this kind of marriage relationship will not be recognized by the law at all, and the police uncle will take the initiative to come to rescue.More importantly, this is not his daughter-in-law, and she would not wear a green hat on her head.

However, why is the mother-in-law scolding? If this happened, shouldn't the husband be the first to get mad?

Wu Ming immediately asked, "Is there any injury on Osmanthus fragrans?"

"Ah?" Tortoise shell was taken aback.

"I asked her if she was abused or beaten by her family." Wu Ming explained.

Tortoiseshell frowned and thought for a while, then quickly shook her head, "The servant girl didn't notice, at least the face and hands are fine."

"Forget it, you call her over, I'll ask her in person." Wu Ming waved tortoise to call for someone.

The Zheng family used to go home after dinner, but Osmanthus fragrans has simply lived here since she came here, and she doesn't even leave the kitchen on weekdays.

Wu Ming didn't pay attention to it before, but thinking about it now, it doesn't seem normal at all.

After a while, the tortoise shell led the sweet-scented osmanthus into the main hall.

From the performance point of view, Osmanthus fragrans was very nervous. As soon as she entered the door, she fell to her knees and pressed her forehead against the stone tiles on the floor.

"You know that I want to take you back to the Sheriff's Mansion, right?" Wu Ming asked casually, but kept his eyes on Osmanthus fragrans.

"Yes..." Osmanthus answered in a low voice.

"Entering the county guard's mansion is to sell yourself into slavery. If you make a mistake or dislike me one day, you may be beaten to death by me or sold. It doesn't matter?" Wu Ming continued to ask .

"...No...it's okay." Osmanthus fragrans hesitated for a while, but finally gave an affirmative answer.

Wu Ming rubbed his chin, always felt that Osmanthus fragrans was hiding something, and asked straightforwardly: "Then I am surprised, you are a good lady, why are you willing to abandon your husband and son, and sell yourself as a slave? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to the wealth and honor of the Sheriff's Mansion, and you want to climb high?"

"No, it's not!" Osmanthus fragrans immediately shook her head like a rattle, "I definitely don't have that kind of thought!"

"What is that for?" Wu Ming asked persistently.

"...Because...because..." Osmanthus gritted her teeth after thinking about it for a long time, and raised her head, revealing a face already wet with tears, "Because I don't want to die!"