He Sanlao stood behind Wanyan Kang, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered.
This kid is a dull gourd. If you don't ask him anything, he will remain silent all day long.
Xue Qing came out of the house carrying a basin of water, and her uneven body drew a graceful shadow that grew and fell on the ground under the moonlight.
She walked forward Yingying, half-knelt on the blanket beside Wanyan Kang, and wiped her little master's hands and face with a sweat towel soaked in water.
The royal palace has many strict rules.
After dinner and before going to bed, the young prince had to drink two cups of tea as a rule before taking a bath. Before serving tea, he had to wash his hands and face and burn incense.
Her movements were gentle and extremely cautious, reflecting her nervousness at the moment.
The young prince's way of doing things is becoming increasingly different from the past. Although it seems to be developing for the better, who knows whether he will suddenly change his attitude and return to his old ways?
After returning from shopping in the afternoon, she kicked out most of the servants for no apparent reason. What will be the fate of her and Liusu next...?
Her breathing was slightly rapid, her chest rose and fell slightly, and a flash of white snow passed before Wanyan Kang's eyes and magnified.
His mouth suddenly felt dry.
Quickly turn your head away and forcefully suppress your urge to open your clairvoyance eyes.
He repeatedly warned himself that God had given him clairvoyant eyes, and he could only use them to find light.
"Young prince, my maid is going to make tea right now!"
"No more tea, let's have a chat?"
Xue Qing's heart skipped a beat and she whispered, "Yes."
Wanyan Kang glanced at her and felt that this big girl seemed a little strange tonight, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He pointed to the low stool on the other side of him and said, "Sit down."
Xue Qing shook her head lightly: "How dare you, my servant?"
She stood up and stood quietly on one side, her heart beating rapidly and her head slightly bowed.
"Qing'er...how many years have you been in the mansion?"
"Ah... this servant girl came to the palace when she was three years old, and it has been fifteen years now."
"It's been so long...where are your parents?"
"I heard from the princess that my maid's parents were from Jiangnan and died the year my maid entered the palace. My maid was raised by the princess, as was Liusu."
The young master suddenly asked about her life experience, which made Xue Qing even more uneasy, and her gentle answers were trembling.
"Hey, you, like the He San brothers and sisters, are all..."
They are all orphans with tragic life experiences.
Wanyan Kang sighed in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "You must have endured a lot of hardships since you were young. Now it's hard to stay by my side for free. Don't stick to any rules anymore."
, we don’t have to be so particular about how we get along with each other, there are no outsiders, do you understand?”
"For example, just go to bed at night and take a shower. Don't do those messy things. It's boring."
"Also, don't call yourself your maid or slave when you see me in the future. I don't like to hear it. Just call me by your name. In addition, I don't like people around me kneeling here and there to say hello. From now on
No need to kneel."
Xue Qing was stunned and said in a low voice: "I understand, little prince."
Wanyan Kang picked up a piece of tea cake, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently.
She was an orphan, grew up in the palace, and was a personal maid, so there was no doubt about her credibility.
He currently has no one available around him. After thinking about it, the two girls are the most trustworthy. Even He San needs further investigation.
This is not because he is suspicious, but because in this strange royal society, he cannot help but be cautious.
If he needs someone to help him take care of the things he needs to do soon, Xue Qing is a suitable candidate because he is delicate and conscientious.
But once he tells her the secret, he can only completely turn her into his own person...a woman.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little impatient. He glanced at Xue Qing a few times and opened his mouth. In the end, he felt that his face was tender, so he sighed secretly, and let's talk about it when things are ready.
Don't scare people.
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In the large iron pot outside the woodshed, a pot of pork bones has been boiling for nearly two hours, and the water has been added several times.
Wan Yankan looked at the night sky, then lowered his head and saw that the soup was thick and milky white, so he asked He San and Chang Gui to fish out the pig bones, add a dozen whole chickens they bought and continue cooking over high heat.
After a period of time, turn to low heat and simmer until all the chicken bones and meat are melted.
Although it was late at night, Wan Yankang was as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.
I couldn't sleep anyway, so I just stayed up all night to finish what I had to do.
Following Wan Yankan's instructions, Xue Qing helped Chang Gui pour half a bag of salt into another iron pot, add an appropriate amount of water, stir, and heat until fully melted.
The ratio of salt to water is about four to one.
The young prince is mysterious, what on earth is he going to do?
Liusu looked on and was surprised. With her curious baby personality, she had already been chattering and asking questions, but at this moment, she also knew that the matter was of great importance and did not dare to ask any more questions.
He San followed the order and fetched a cone-shaped wooden bucket that had been prepared in advance to measure meters. He removed the baffle at the lower end and asked his servants to seal the mouth tightly with several layers of soft and breathable cloth, and tied it with cowhide to prevent it from falling off.
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He also brought a basin of clean fine sand, a basin of coarse sand, and a basin of dark charcoal foam.
Of course, the young prince calls this activated carbon.
It means smothering the half-burned firewood, letting it cool down, and then crushing it into powder.
The wooden bucket was placed in mid-air, with a copper basin placed underneath.
When everything was ready, Wan Yankang hesitated for a moment and then waved his hand. He San and Xue Qing looked at each other and quietly retreated.
In order to keep it secret, he could only do it himself for the time being.
He first filled the bucket with a layer of fine sand, then a layer of activated carbon, and the top layer was an equal amount of coarse sand.
Finally, Wanyan Kang took a deep breath, took the ladle, scooped up the concentrated salt water from the iron pot, and slowly poured it into the bucket.
The filtered salt water slowly seeps through the lower opening, dripping and flowing down.
The sky was filled with stars, and the cicadas were still chirping hysterically. Wan Yankang was working alone and carefully, sweating profusely, and his hands were shaking nervously.
He had browsed the Internet, read about such a method of filtering and purifying coarse salt, read about it in time travel novels, and watched it in TV series, but he was really not sure whether it could be done.
Repeat the filtration three times to obtain a small basin of pale white salt water solution.
Wanyan Kang took it and poured it into the big pot, then called He San to light the fire.
The salt solution in the pot boiled and big bubbles appeared. Wanyan Kang waved his hand decisively: "He San, reduce the heat to a low heat!"
He San did not dare to neglect and immediately pressed some sand into the fire pit.
The flames became smaller and danced with red light, illuminating half of his dark face.
He didn't know what the young prince was doing and didn't want to ask. As long as the young prince asked him to do things, he was very happy.
Fine bubbles soon appeared in the iron pot one after another, just like rain falling on the lake surface, causing ripples. Wan Yankang stared at the iron pot tightly without blinking.
Time passed little by little.
The three-layered and thrice-filtered brine solution in the pot boils, and the water slowly evaporates. The bottom of the pot gradually solidifies, revealing a layer of white salt crystals.
To the east, the white fish belly loomed over the sky. Wanyan Kang reached out and picked up a piece of it, put it into his mouth and tasted it. He was immediately ecstatic.
He excitedly threw the gourd and gourd in his hand high, laughed, turned around, picked up the inexplicable Xue Qing next to him, and spun around in circles a few times.
The hearty laughter instantly broke the tranquility of Prince Zhao's mansion in the middle of the night, and the chickens croaked and the dogs barked.
Xue Qing's face was red with embarrassment, and she realized her little master's excitement. Her heartbeat was beating fast, and she tightly wrapped her hands around Wanyan Kang's waist, pressing her pretty face against the little prince's not generous chest.
Liusu was a little envious, and subconsciously pursed her lips, muttering that it was unfair for the young prince to take her with him on the street, and to hold her first when hugging her. Isn't it just that she is older than me... Well, he always takes advantage!