The first ray of sunshine in autumn fell on this world. Through the wall of the thatched house, Huang Hui could hear the "cuckoo" sound of the raised pheasants.

A slight breeze blew into the roof of the thatched house, and two thatches rotated, flew, and fell.

The little girl got up early. Dressed as a peasant woman, she held a clay pot in her hand, which was filled with wild grains that the little girl picked from the mountains and forests.

In peaceful times, no one would eat the fruits of some weeds. This thatched house is backed by Funiu Mountain, and there are still plenty of wild grains in the mountains and forests.

When I met the little girl, she had a diligent temperament.

When the sky was just getting dark, the little girl went to the mountains and forests with a bamboo basket on her back and picked a lot of weeds.

The wild grass fruits currently used to feed the chickens are collected from that wild grass.

Huang Tinghui put on an autumn coat and washed himself as usual. He stared at the withered yellow leaves and weeds, and had some plans in mind.

Huang Tinghui found a bamboo rake made of bamboo from home and looked at the withered yellow leaves all over the mountains and plains.

Huang Tinghui rolled up his sleeves and did what he said!

The little girl saw Huang Tinghui busy at the side, and she hurriedly came over to help.

In the eyes of the little girl, Huang Tinghui is a scholar, and Huang Tinghui should not be allowed to do these menial tasks.

"Brother Tinghui, are we gathering these fallen leaves to make fire starters in the kitchen?" Although Huang Tinghui didn't know why he did this, the little girl was still quite enthusiastic about it.

"Secret!" Huang Tinghui smiled, but did not tell the little girl what to do. After all, it would be too boring if he told her.

Hearing Huang Tinghui say this, the little girl became curious for a moment, and the two of them worked together to clean up the withered yellow leaves in a small area.

After all this was done, the little girl was still preparing to collect the fallen leaves, and Huang Tinghui ran towards the kitchen.

This operation made the little girl stunned for a while. The little girl stayed there and waited for a while, then she saw Huang Tinghui running out with a fire certificate.

Could it be that Brother Tinghui wants to set all the fallen leaves of Xie Kuhuang on fire?

The little girl thought wildly.

Brother Tinghui is so old, could it be that he still retains such a childish... Really...

Watching Huang Tinghui excitedly holding the fire seal, squatting in front of the pile of withered yellow leaves, he really held the fire seal and kept blowing on the fire seal.

Brother Tinghui is really ready to light this pile of leaves!

What a big kid!

The little girl looked at Huang Tinghui's series of actions. She was a little dumbfounded, but she did not stop her brother Tinghui.

The flames suddenly jumped up, the yellow leaves made a "cracking" sound, and the orange-red flames jumped, wrapping up the entire pile of yellow leaves.

Fortunately, the surrounding weeds have also been cleared away, and the orange-red flames are only raging in the pile of dead leaves.

The autumn wind blew by, bringing waves of warmth to my face.

Huang Tinghui and Wu Feilian were like two fools, watching the jumping flames burning the dead leaves on the ground into ashes.

When the flames extinguished and saw the ashes of vegetation all over the ground, the little girl holding her fragrant cheeks raised her head cutely and looked at Huang Tinghui.

Could it be that this grass and tree ash is what brother Tinghui wants?

But what can plant ash be used for?

Even though the little girl was thinking hard, she couldn't figure out what Huang Tinghui was going to do.

Until Huang Tinghui called softly: "Lian'er!"

Only then did the little girl react.

"Go to the room and find a large piece of gauze with fine holes!" Huang Tinghui said to the little girl.

"Ah?" The cute little girl looked confused.

Gauze?

plant ash?

What is Brother Tinghui planning to do?

Could it be possible to wrap these plant ashes with light gauze?

Is it used to fertilize the newly reclaimed wasteland?

But there is no need for gauze!

The little girl shook her head. Not knowing why, the little girl had to find a piece of gauze from the room.

I saw Huang Tinghui wrapping the plant ashes with gauze and placing a large wooden basin under the gauze.

Shaking the gauze vigorously, large pieces of black charcoal, stones and other debris in the gauze were tightly wrapped in the gauze.

As for some plant ash, it fell into the wooden basin.

Huang Tinghui quickly threw aside the debris in the gauze. As for the ashes of vegetation falling into the tub, this was what Huang Tinghui really wanted.

Didn't you work so hard just to get these plant ashes?

At this time, the little girl's bright eyes were looking at the vegetation in the tub. She raised her head and looked at Huang Tinghui, "Brother Tinghui, is this what you want?"

"Smart!" Huang Tinghui flicked the little girl's flawless forehead and said to the little girl with a smile.

"Later, you can watch your brother do tricks!"

With that said, Huang Tinghui picked up the wooden basin on the ground, took the little girl and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Putting the wooden basin on the ground, Huang Tinghui let go of the little girl's hand and looked around for the clay pot containing lard.

It was not until the warmth on Huang Tinghui's palm left that the little girl came back to her senses. The smart little girl immediately guessed that Huang Tinghui was looking for the clay pot containing lard.

"Brother Tinghui, here!" The little girl trotted towards a corner of the kitchen.

I saw the little girl standing in front of Huang Tinghui holding a clay pot. She opened the lid of the pottery pot and a strong scent of lard wafted out.

"So smart!" Huang Tinghui rubbed the little girl's little head and said to the little girl with a smile.

"Brother Tinghui, are you going to do tricks with these?" The little girl pointed to the lard on the stove and the wooden basin filled with plant ash placed at their feet.

"Lian'er, if you can go to the next school, you will definitely be a student liked by the teacher!"

"How clever!"

"Brother Tinghui just wants to use these things to perform tricks for Xiaolian!"

"If this trick works, we can definitely get a lot of money back by taking the conjured things to the market and selling them!" Huang Tinghui said, stroking the little girl's head.

"When the time comes, Xiaolian doesn't want her hands to hurt from counting the coins!"

Can I exchange it for silver?

The little girl's beautiful eyes became even more dazzling. She stared blankly at the plant ashes and the lard in the clay pot, but she thought about it over and over again.

Brother Tinghui is so awesome!

What kind of magic can these plant ashes and lard do if they are added together?

The little girl can't understand.

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