Great Song

Before returning home, Han Miao set up a table in the kiln factory according to Zhen Qiong's request.Fine charcoal in a copper pot, add green onion, ginger, dried mushrooms and dried shrimps to the water, bring to a boil.Grind sesame seeds into sauce, add salty chives to enhance the taste.Instead of using the hare meat that should have been used in Paxia, we took a three-month-old lamb and cut the leg meat into thin slices.

Hold the paper-thin mutton slices with chopsticks, put them in boiling water, ups and downs a few times, and then they are blanched and slightly rolled.Dip some sauce and stuff it into your mouth.The aroma of meat and sesame is mixed together, the oil is overflowing, and the fat is abnormal.Zhen Qiong squinted her eyes when she ate, and only hated the lack of red oil fermented bean curd and chili oil. If these two things are added, it will be the most beautiful in the world!

Why don't you go back and make some fermented bean curd yourself, it's not too difficult anyway.It’s just that the chili is really missing, and there are no tomatoes, sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn... Alas, although there is a lot of food in the Song Dynasty, but there are a few things missing, I always feel regretful.

I couldn't stop sighing in my heart, but it didn't delay Zhen Qiong stuffing meat into her mouth. There were also duck intestines, duck blood, old tofu, lotus root, kelp, and some meatballs and vegetables on the table. This is eating hot pot. atmosphere!What's even better is that the people who eat with him are completely different from those senior brothers who are like tigers and wolves. They just put things in the pot but don't fish them very much. It's all cheap to him!

The corners of the mouth are greasy, and the forehead is also sweating. At this time, another sip of iced plum soup is really refreshing!

On the opposite side of the path, Han Miao was eating heartily, but Han Miao was a little careless.Although the glass has been fired, it will take a long time to make expensive cups and saucers.After all, the kiln workers originally fired pottery, so how do they know the preferences of dignitaries and dignitaries.It is necessary to recruit a few more ingenious craftsmen, but how to make glass must still be kept secret, and it may take some effort to select people.

But these are not important, as long as a small bottle that can hold the dew is made first.The alcohol immersion method proposed by Zhen Qiong is really effective, and now the development of floral dew has achieved initial results.At that time, flower dew, flower water, and even new toothpaste can be sold together, and when paired with glassware, they will surely be sold at a high price.After the name of Hanjia Hualu was released in Tokyo, there were naturally people rushing to sell it elsewhere.

And Han Xianggong also likes to make fragrances, and you Shan Meihua Xiangwan.At that time, we will also make a plum blossom dew, so it is better to send it specially.

Confused in his mind, he ate even more slowly, and he didn't react until the copper pot in front of him was empty and only some radishes and cabbages were left.Looking up, I found that the person on the opposite side also stopped chopsticks, staring at the pot, frowning, as if thinking about something important.

Han Miao couldn't help asking: "Why don't you eat it, brother? But do you have something on your mind?"

Zhen Qiong was ninety percent full from eating, staring at the vegetables floating up and down, said quietly: "I was thinking, what the brothers once said..."

Han Miao froze and immediately pricked up his ears.Could it be that there are other inheritances in his sect?

"... Seafood shabu-shabu is also very delicious. It's not clear soup, but rice soup. After cooking, it's a big pot of seafood porridge. I don't know how it tastes..." Zhen Qiong's voice was ethereal, revealing Shares are deeply yearning.

Han Miao: "..."

hehe.Putting down the chopsticks, Han Miao said with a smile: "Seafood can only be frozen in winter. Now is the time to eat crabs. Take an orange, scoop out the flesh, fill it with crab roe and crab meat, serve it with wine , steamed with vinegar, it’s crab stuffed with oranges. Brother, would you like to try it?”

Zhen Qiong's eyes widened when she heard this, her saliva was almost drooling, and she nodded vigorously.

Han Miao smiled slightly: "Let the cook do it when I get back."

The four seasons are delicious, and he can still afford them.

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However, having said so, Han Miao finally invited the cook to the kiln factory to provide extra meals for Daoist Zhen.

In fact, refining glass is more complicated than imagined. Although the glass frit can be melted, there are still many problems that need to be solved urgently in annealing, ingredient ratio, and even blowing processing, which have to be solved by Zhen Qiong one by one.

Fortunately, Zhen Qiong is not picky, she is satisfied with delicious food, and works harder.

Seeing that the firing process was on the right track, Han Miao didn't linger, and went back to deal with the big and small affairs of the family, and only asked Anping to report the movements of the leader of the trail every day, so as to ensure that this person didn't think it was just a mess.

But within half a month, Anping brought back some strange news.

"Use a pulley to guide the water into the bucket on the roof, and then pour it down. Isn't this a waterfall?" Han Miao was completely at a loss when he heard the news.This method has also been seen during the Lantern Festival. They are all placed on the lamp mountain. What is Zhen Qiong doing in the bathroom?

"It's not a waterfall. The Taoist called it a 'shower'." Anping quickly explained, "A new object was fired at the water outlet, a bit like a lotus pod."

Isn't that still a waterfall?Han Miao shook his head: "What is he here to do?"

"Uh, it is said that it is for bathing." Anping felt embarrassed when he said this, and hurriedly added, "The little one wants to serve the Taoist priest to take a bath. He insists on washing himself, which is inconvenient, so he made it I got this thing..."

Hearing the usefulness, Han Miao became a little interested. After thinking about today's itinerary, he realized that there was nothing too important, so he said, "Let's go and have a look."

I just happened to check on the progress of the kiln factory, it was almost November, and it took almost three months, if the work is almost done, it's time for Zhen Qiong to come back and take a rest.

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"Pour the water into the bucket after you've adjusted it!" Zhen Qiong roared outside while enjoying the rushing hot water.

The shower he made is a simple version, and the water temperature cannot be adjusted. If a pot of hot water is brought up, it may burn off a layer of skin.Fortunately, he has made a name for himself in the kiln factory, and those kiln workers are quite obedient.

In fact, the shower equipment was made because the conditions of the kiln were suitable.With so many kilns burning every day, it would be a waste of money not to burn some hot water along the way.With hot water, get two big wooden buckets, make a simple manual water wheel, connect two bamboo pipes, can you take a shower?When the weather is hot, I change the wood into a black-painted iron bucket, so there is no need to burn the water.

Hot water was poured over her head, Zhen Qiong rubbed her face contentedly, without closing the valve, she dug something out of a small pottery bottle beside the steaming mist, and applied it on her head.

This is the soap liquid he saved when he was making toothpaste, and it is the most convenient to wash his hair.Although it's refreshing to take a bath in the tub, washing his hair is too troublesome, and he's not used to letting the servant girl come in and pour water for him, so this kind of shower is the most labor-saving to use!

After carefully rubbing the scalp for a long time to wash off all the oil inside, Zhen Qiong moved her head back to the shower and started rinsing.Washing his hair is also a big deal. His brothers taught him that he must wash his hair frequently and rinse off the soap so as not to damage his hair.I heard that the Herbal School has also developed a hair care soap, which can reduce hair loss.Although the Jinshi faction and the herbal faction have never been very harmonious, the brothers still saved their private money and went secretly to buy anti-hair loss soap.Alas, for Taoist priests, hair is too important. Even if a bun can cover alopecia areata, it is better to have more hair.

After making sure it was cleaned, Zhen Qiong rushed forward again, then closed the valve, and quickly picked up the clothes hanging on the screen.It's the end of October, and the weather is getting colder and colder, so it's a little hot when I take a bath, and it's hard to come out.

He put on his clothes indiscriminately, took a cloth to wrap his wet hair, and hurried back to his room, but when he opened the door, he was foolish on the spot.

"Why don't you go out after drying your hair?" Han Miao had arrived for a while, knowing that Zhen Qiong had gone to take a bath, so he waited for him in the room.Who would have expected that the trail would run back so half wet.

Han Miao couldn't get used to this, frowned, strode forward, pulled the man closer to the room, and said casually, "Anping, bring a smoker."

How could Zhen Qiong have expected that the situation would develop like this?I didn't check for a while, and was pressed on the soft couch just like that.After waiting for a long time in a panic, I found that I was still sitting, not lying down, but with extra hands on my head, rubbing it with a cloth towel, and helping him to wipe his hair.Only then did he come back to his soul, and he stammered and asked, "You, why are you here?"

"My kiln, can't you come?" Han Miao asked with a guilty conscience in this question.What did this kid do again?

"Yes! Of course I can!" Zhen Qiong hurriedly stated, "I just thought you were busy recently..."

"I'm quite busy, come here to relax." Han Miao threw the wet cloth towel aside, and took the long-handled smoker from Anping.Shaking the long black and soft hair, he skillfully fumigated it.When he was a child, he often helped his younger brother dry his hair, which was very convenient.It's just that when Han Xia got older, he didn't like to let him touch him. He was a bit lonely as an older brother.

Seeing that the two were so close, Anping obediently offered tea and retreated.The room suddenly became quiet, only the incense burner was emitting green smoke, swaying unsteadily.

The weather was too cold, and the wet hair became icy in no time, and the temperature of the fingers and the smoker suddenly became obvious, and the endless shuttle made the scalp numb.Zhen Qiong became nervous again, feeling something scratching in her heart, her face was hot.It's still light, wouldn't that be a bad idea?No, wouldn't it be all right at night...

She struggled endlessly in her heart, how could Zhen Qiong dare to speak, for fear that she would accidentally say the wrong thing.Seeing that he suddenly fell silent, Han Miao asked with a smile, "I heard that you have set up a... shower near the kiln. If you shower from head to toe like this, won't you have to wet your hair every time?"

Hearing him ask about the shower, Zhen Qiong came back to her senses, and hurriedly said: "I only use the shower when I wash my hair. These days I sweat a lot in the kiln, and my hair is oily, so I have to wash it clean."

Don't most people still use hair oil to comb their broken hair, why do they want to wash off the oil instead?Han Miao raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect you to be so clean."

"Too much oil on your hair will cause hair loss, don't ignore it!" Seeing that Han Miao didn't care much, even Zhen Qiong forgot to be nervous, and persuaded him very seriously.

Han Miao paused for a moment, feeling like he couldn't laugh or cry.How can there be such a statement?Besides, his hair was still in his hands, it was so dark and thick, did he start to worry about hair loss?

Suppressing a smile, Han Miao said, "I do know a few prescriptions for hair loss, do you want to hear them?"

"Huh? Is there really a way?" Zhen Qiong immediately raised her head and looked over expectantly.

If it was normal, Zhen Qiong would be dressed as a Taoist boy, so it would be fine to look at people that way.Now, his clothes are disheveled, his black hair hangs down, the blush on his face has not faded, and his almond eyes are wide open again.Han Miao's throat twitched, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong, even the black silk was a little hot.

After coughing, he calmly let go of the long hair in his hand, put the smoking cage on the table, poured a cup of tea, handed it to Zhen Qiong's palm, and then said with a smile: "It's easy to say, I'll copy it tomorrow. brought it to you."

"Don't forget!" Zhen Qiong is still very concerned about important matters such as hair.After the exhortation, he drank the tea in the cup in one breath, and he felt relieved.Seeing that although Han Miao smiled handsomely, but his expression remained the same, he reckoned that he might be thinking too much.Sighing, he tied his half-dry long hair into a bun, then got up, took out a bottle of glycerin, and applied it on his hands.The backs of his hands tend to crack in winter, and now that he has glycerin, he naturally needs to use more.

Han Miao looked at the vial in his hand, and suddenly felt the familiar dumbness.After being stunned for a while, he asked, "Is this black glass just made?"

Zhen Qiong nodded casually: "Some medicines are invisible to light and are easy to corrode metal and iron. It is the most reliable to use this to store. But I haven't returned to the alchemy room yet, let's put some glycerin first."

Glycerin is not afraid of light, but it doesn't look good in a porcelain box, so I'll use this new bottle to make do with it.

After finishing speaking, Zhen Qiong realized that the other party's eyes were not right.At any rate, he was quick-witted, and he raised the small bottle: "Do you want some hand-painting too? It's anti-cracking."

Han Miao was not interested in the hand cream.After taking the bottle, he looked at it carefully for a while, and said seriously: "Will my brother still make glass of other colors? If the rose water is bottled in colored bottles, it will definitely sell better."

Just now he was brushing his hair for himself, but now that he begged, Zhen Qiong was too embarrassed to refuse: "Of course it will be burnt. Yellow, green, and blue can all be made of iron. Add ocher to make it black, add copper to make it red, and add tin to make it red." Bai. Kiln transformation is also what I am best at."

This is also the subject where the Jinshi School and the Water Fire School overlap the most. In order not to lose to the brothers of other schools, he also memorized it carefully, but it was just to judge the dosage.

When Han Miao heard this, his eyes narrowed, but a smile appeared on his face: "I never thought that your teacher taught these things, it really is a profound Taoism."

Zhen Qiong was stunned, and suddenly remembered that it was not easy to tell others about her teacher's school, so she quickly remedied: "Hahaha, where is the teacher's inheritance, I just figured it out on my own."

Looking at the flustered Xiaodao who was obviously lying, Han Miao nodded calmly and said, "My dear brother is talented and intelligent, which is beyond the reach of others. Then please, my dear brother, burn some more brightly colored glass." .”

Zhen Qiong was feeling guilty, there was no way she wouldn't agree to such a trivial matter, so she immediately embraced it.

Han Miao said that he wanted to visit the shower, and he hurriedly took people to the bathroom.He didn't notice at all that the eyes of the person behind him had become dark.

The author has something to say: Taoist Zhen: Hair is too important! QQ

Han Miao: ...

In the Song Dynasty, there was a rudimentary form of shower equipment. It is recorded in "Tokyo Menghualu": ​​"On the left and right of the colorful mountain, Manjusri and Samantabhadra are knotted with colorful colors, and a lion and a white elephant are straddled. The lanterns on the water are stored in wooden cabinets at the top of the mountain, and put down from time to time, like a waterfall." So the technique is not surprising, mainly because it was troublesome to wash hair at that time, and no one wanted to take a bath like this.