Several people in the yard took advantage of the fact that the temperature had not risen in the morning and were stroking the leaves quickly. Qiaoqiao took handfuls of these mugwort leaves and placed them on the plastic sheet.
Song Tan took the ancestral mallet and started banging.
She hit the thick leaves with even force, and the leaves that had been dried in the sun did not quickly break into dry residue. Instead, they gradually seemed to be moistened with oil, and they actually had a fluffy feeling.
Zhang Yanping squatted aside and watched quietly for a few minutes, then suddenly turned around quickly:
"Qiaoqiao, get your phone here quickly!"
Qiao Qiao didn't know why, but he had always been obedient. He didn't ask for details after hearing this order. Instead, he put down the leaf in his hand, turned around and went upstairs to get the phone.
And Zhang Yanping took the phone - 70% battery, it's ready.
As for live streaming while charging, well, the temperature is over 30 degrees this morning, so don’t embarrass other people’s mobile phones.
He quickly opened the live broadcast room and first edited the name of today's live broadcast——
[Wake up too early, let’s go back to sleep together!] The topic entry is #asmr#hypnosis.
When Qiaoqiao took out the bracket, he quickly found the position and once again started the live broadcast unexpectedly.
I have to say that it is not yet 6 o'clock in the morning, so it is really too early for the live broadcast.
However, everyone seems to have become accustomed to the anchor being caught off guard. Many people even opened a special notice for this live broadcast.
So much so that even now that it has just started airing, there are still hundreds of stubborn fans who have followed.
However, what broke their hearts was that the anchor did not show up at all today.
What the camera can capture is a white hand, holding the same round mallet, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang" at the pile of white or green things in front of it, as if it has a grayish-yellow color to it.
Colors on the leaves.
The camera was close up, and the sound microphone was placed on the ground at this moment. The sound of the mallet and mugwort leaves hitting each other, and the regular and repeated beating movements in front of me...
One thing to say, today’s live broadcast entry has two points.
The barrage was lively at first——
【I'm coming, I'm coming】
[The early bird catches the worm, the early office worker catches the anchor]
[Watch this while brushing your teeth, washing your face, and putting on makeup, which is especially stress-relieving]
[Subway commuters are now huddled in the carriages with unkempt appearance]
[Brushing my teeth at work is already a sign of respect for the company... Putting on makeup? Cancel the paid time off first]
[Hey hey hey, I just paid attention last time. Is this what the anchor said about doing Ai Zhu? 】
[Why are the actions so primitive? Anchors should not blindly abandon high technology in pursuit of visual effects]
[Can’t I beat it into powder? Can’t I use a mixer? 】
【Cooking machine yyds!】
[Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand. How fast the blades in the blender rotate, and the high temperature will destroy these mugwort leaves in a moment.]
[But manual beating is too slow]
[The anchor doesn’t plan to sell it anyway, so it doesn’t matter if he makes it slower at home]
[I really admire you, I’m tired of watching it at the dinner table now]
[I was really sleepy, so I quickly gave myself a slap in the face, and then I woke up and squeezed into the morning rush hour]
[It looks so comfortable like this...]
[I really want to return to rural life]
[Just think about it, don’t really reply. After all, you can’t even lift your arms if you beat Moxa Rong thirty to fifty times]
[Contemporary young people mainly focus on a waste]
There were not enough viewers, so the barrage was displayed one by one very slowly. For a while, everyone in the live broadcast room started chatting among themselves.
Zhang Yanping glanced at it twice, and then squatted back to watch Song Tan beating Ai Ye again——
So hypnotic!
He wanted to yawn at this moment. If he hadn't squatted close and the unique aroma of mugwort rushed into his nose and cheered him up a little, he would have really gone to sleep now.
And Song Tan glanced at him: "If you are free, don't just sit there, bring a stool and pick out the poles here."
"Still picking up a pole? Can't moxibustion be done with a pole?"
Zhang Yanping resisted, but he also grabbed a small stool and sat on it.
Then he grabbed a handful of chopped mugwort leaves, reached out and pinched them, and pinched out the equally fine leaf veins and stems inside.
Song Tan didn't even raise his head: "It can be burned. If you are not careful, you can burn it with a thick pole. But the medicinal properties are very different, so there is nothing you can do."
"What's more, after spending so much effort on cutting and drying, we've done everything, so why not do it better?"
This is true.
Zhang Yanping fumbled, slowly and clumsily picking up the broken pole inside.
Xin Jun on the side looked at it and continued to study.
In the live broadcast room where no one is paying attention, the frequency of barrages is getting lower and lower. However, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room is increasing one after another, and the forwarding rate is much higher than usual.
When the MCN company that they had contacted before saw this, they couldn't help but feel itchy with hatred——
"Has that anchor of Maizidaozi signed a contract?"
…
But here, Qiao Qiao had already taken out a stack of white paper, marked the inner diameter of the thick bamboo tube, and cut out thick paper strips one by one.
There is also a bottle of glue prepared on the side.
This was used exclusively by my grandfather when he was rolling cigarettes. Later, he smoked less and less, and he also had a small cigarette box, so there were fewer opportunities to use this glue——
Now it comes in handy.
The sharp paper knife slashed across the white paper, the sound of the mallet tapping was leisurely, and in the background nearby came the sound of aunties chatting and laughing...
The number of sharings in the live broadcast room has increased rapidly, which has caused many people to go back to sleep silently. So when the battery prompts "beep" on the mobile phone, countless working people open their eyes from the bed and reveal their faces first.
Smiling, contentedly snuggling into the bed - the quality of my sleep this time was really good!
Wait! Is it the weekend when I wake up? It doesn't seem to be the case... I seem to have forgotten something important... What is it... Damn it, it seems very important, why can't I remember——
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ahhhhhhh why is it after eight o'clock!!!
The workers collapsed.
【It’s late, who knows?】
[I accepted the boss’s fatal chain nails, and the nails shook my soul away]
[Just after squeezing onto the subway, people are already going crazy]
[That is to say, who is worse than me? I ran on the road for more than ten minutes before I realized that my skirt was on inside out!]
[That’s right, I just ran in from outside the company with my arms crossed - I’m not an anime heroine, I just forgot my underwear??^??]
[Help, I’ve already dug your toes into the ground]
【Hold the bag to your chest!】
【Wear a mask!】
[Quick, quick, hurry up, order takeout and run errands, and ask the nearby pharmacy to send you a medical compress to replace the chest patch]
[I’m the only one curious about whether medical compresses are useful?]
[A box of dozens of photos costs tens of dollars, try it yourself]
[Useless knowledge increased early in the morning]
[Help, why did I see this kind of video so early in the morning! 500 people with perfect attendance disappeared this morning, and the anchor needs to bear the main responsibility!]
[Hahaha, who told you not to get up so early in the morning and feel sleepy... If we keep talking, I'm afraid I'm going to deduct money even if I'm not just trying to catch a fish.]
[In this live broadcast, the financial loss of fans exceeded 10,000. The anchor needs to give an explanation...]
A group of people started making noise in the barrage, but the anchor did not show up at all. Instead, the low-quality mobile phone quickly consumed power in the increasingly hot temperature.
Then with a beep, it shut down.
The live broadcast room that was caught off guard and had a black screen:...
Everyone: ...Yes, it’s like their anchor.
Song Tan raised his head when he heard the voice:
"It's only been broadcast for two hours, why is the battery out again?"
Zhang Yanping couldn't laugh or cry: "It's just a 2,000-yuan mobile phone. I've been using it for half a year. When I took it off, the battery was still 70%. It played the 36-7 degree video for a full two hours before shutting down. It's about the same. Don't be too demanding about it."
high."
Song Tan thought thoughtfully: "Is it time to change Qiao Qiao's mobile phone?"
"I think it will work."
Zhang Yanping logged in to Qiao Qiao's account in a familiar way - yes, the mobile phone used for live broadcast can be switched at will as long as the account is logged in correctly. But everyone in the family is lazier than the other, and as long as the time is enough, no one will do it.
This kind of thing.
And Zhang Yanping looked backstage - okay, this live broadcast has received nearly 3,000 yuan in rewards!
He finally found out that among the wealthy men on the list, as long as the hypnosis effect was good, they would definitely spend a lot of money.
It's so pitiful... You must be young to play live streaming so smoothly. Why can't you fall asleep?
He exited the live broadcast room and then solemnly replied to Song Tan:
"Yes, it's time to change your mobile phone. Give your child a better one!"
…
And here, with the help of several aunties, the wormwood leaves were quickly smoothed out.
They are now sitting around here, picking the broken stems inside quickly. The entire plastic sheet is a simple assembly line operation.
But now, Song Tan, the source of the assembly line, has successfully produced a large amount of fluffy moxa.
This moxa has some green tones and some grayish yellow, like...
How to describe it?
Zhang Yanping thought: It looks like dandelion hairs gathered together, or like fine cotton wool, but the particles are even finer than those.
I picked up a ball and put it in my hand. I could clearly feel the weight, but after weighing it twice, it was light and airy again. When I stretched out my hand and squeezed it hard, the moxa velvet quickly squeezed into a ball in my palm, and quickly became elastic.
Open slightly...
This feels really amazing.
He squeezed two handfuls curiously: "No wonder they are called Ai Rong, it really is - what are you going to do next? Roll Ai Zhu?"
Song Tan pushed the picked pile towards him:
"You and Qiaoqiao, you guys roll moxa sticks - do you know how to roll them? First roll the cut white paper into a roll and stuff it into the bamboo tube, and then fill it with moxa velvet. When it's almost filled, use the thin stick next to it.
Then stuff it in little by little."
"If you don't want to use a bamboo tube, you can just roll it with paper yourself. We use it at home, just stuff it tightly, and we don't need to have perfect appearance."
After all, the quality of the product has little impact on the efficacy of the medicine.
Zhang Yanping became excited instantly:
"Isn't this just like rolling cigarettes? I've rolled several cigarettes before, no problem!"
Over there, several ladies chatting had already begun to discuss with Ulan:
"Do you have a lot of mugwort on your mountain? If there is a lot, you can cut it down later and let it dry for 3 to 5 years. It will be more effective when you use it."
Ulan shook his head: "It won't work this year. There were some on the barren mountains, but they were dug up by excavators. This year, most of them are here."
"But I don't know about next year. If I want to start planting in earnest, I will definitely save up first by then."
While she was talking, she asked everyone in confusion: "This thing grows randomly in front of and behind the house, why do you ask me? When spring starts, either you can dig out a few seeds and plant them back, or you can sow some seeds in advance and let them grow into a large area."
Are you still worried about not having enough?"
If you want 3 years to be 3 years, if you want to be 5 years to be 5 years, you can do whatever you want.
That's right! Everyone really didn't react.
At this moment, he nodded repeatedly.
But Zhang Yanping turned into a curious baby again: "Why does it need to be 3 to 5 years old? Isn't it bad for the shelf life if it's been stored for a long time?"
Song Tan shook his head: "Scientifically speaking, there is moxa oil in this mugwort. The moxa oil is more irritating, the smoke it brings out is more choking, and the medicinal effect is more intense."
"When stored for three years, it will decrease by about 20% every year. After three years, the decrease will be almost the same, and the drug efficacy will be optimal."
Can this be seen? How did our ancestors discover the properties of medicine in the first place!
Zhang Yanping was amazed.
At this moment, I couldn’t help but have an idea:
"Then you left a few dozen of the ones you packed this time and tried again in a few years. Can you really test them out without relying on instrument testing?"
Song Tan shook his head: "The moxa was smashed into small pieces, and then you rolled it into a roll. If you let it sit for three years, where would it evaporate?"
"The meaning of three years is that you go up the mountain and cut two bundles, hang them on the porch to dry in the shade. Then put them back in the warehouse and keep them well, and come back to pound the moxa velvet in three years."
Zhang Yanping:...Forget it.
He lowered his head and patiently picked up the broken rods: "I am in good health and have no interest in moxibustion."
But Ulan suddenly interrupted:
"Yan Ping, why don't you take a look!"
"Look at our family, everyone is so fair. Why do you get darker as you stay? If your mother hadn't believed me, she would have thought you were working in the fields, planting rice, and working in the mountains!"
Besides, this silly kid is only smart in the eyes of money. Dr. Guo is so busy, so you can help me by watching from the side, and then ask her to give you some moxibustion later to enhance your relationship...
Tsk! You two should learn from each other!
It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is.
She shook her head, despairing at her nephew who looked so clear and stupid.
Zhang Yanping, who was hit hard, couldn't even utter a single word of defense——
Yes, he has dark skin, so it’s not entirely his fault! 99% of it is due to genes!
Otherwise, everyone in the family works and eats the same food, and the physical labor he puts in is only a little more than Xin Jun's.
But just like what my aunt said, why is it that I am so bad?
Why, the UV rays in this village still discriminate against urban residents?
He said depressedly: "Moxibustion, just moxibustion! Qiao Qiao will accompany my brother."
"Why should I accompany my brother?" Outside the courtyard, Dr. Xiao Guo just walked in and asked curiously.
Qiao Qiao smiled at her: "Sister Xiao Guo, Brother Yan Ping asked me to do moxibustion with him, but I don't want it!"
