When Yun Zheng was brushing his teeth in the morning, he kept secretly looking at the small tree house of bacon, so that he dropped the prepared tooth powder on the ground several times. He didn't like this thing, so green salt was better, but Lu Qingqing insisted that he must
Using this new product, it is said that it contains things like borneol, which is good for the mouth and teeth.
This kind of deception is actually a joke to Yun Zheng. Later generations have been deceived by various toothpastes and have long been hard-hearted. However, Lu Qingqing said that she did not need toothpaste and was not allowed to kiss her. After such a killer move, Yun Zheng had no choice but to
Rub this thing on your teeth obediently, it is said to be worth a lot of money.
The water gurgled in his throat for a while and then spurted out far away. This was one of the few pleasures of Yun Da and Yun Er. Lu Qingqing said countless times not to allow such disgusting actions, but to no avail.
After washing up, Yun Zheng didn't even eat breakfast. He just walked in the garden with his hands behind his back, always approaching Bacon's tree house intentionally or unintentionally.
Monk Wugou was picking mints in the garden and preparing to make soup. He was suffering from internal heat last night and his teeth were in pain. Half of his face was swollen and shiny, so he had to go to the garden early in the morning to pick some mints.
Jiang Jianghuo saw Yun Zheng's despicable behavior and couldn't help but said: "Don't look at it, Xiao Lin is in his room, Hua Niang is sleeping with bacon, nothing like what you are thinking happened."
Yun Zheng brushed his sleeves in annoyance and was about to leave. Suddenly he saw cheeks like monk's buns, so he stepped forward and asked, "Why are you so angry here because I didn't get anything done? Could it be that you spied on me all night last night?"
Hearing what Yun Zheng said was disgusting, he grinned and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, with this mouth of yours, you deserve to go to the hell of pulling out tongues. The poor monk was worried that a Buddhist pure land like Zhaojue Temple would be preyed upon by Rakshasa.
In the food court, how can you not be worried or get angry? It's a pity that there is no Peacock King here who can swallow ghosts and monsters. The poor monk would like to take his own life instead."
Yun Ye laughed, pointed at Wugou and said: "You are worried about the bridge on Lingyun Ferry, and you are also worried about the crisis in Zhaojue Temple. Now can you tell me that there is anything in this world that you are not worried about?
I always think it’s good for you to maintain Baiyun Temple well. It’s a great merit for the monks who follow you to have a full stomach before reciting sutras. After all, you yourself are covered with iron and how many nails can you hammer.”
Wugou shook his head and said: "That's wrong. Always have compassion and good roots are planted in your heart. The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Monk Wugou doesn't think about Zhaojue Temple, who else can think about it?
If everyone doesn't think about it, Zhaojue Temple will really sink into hell."
Yun Zheng turned around and left. He couldn't speak clearly. He just wanted to go to hell. Now that his teeth hurt, he probably had Monk Wugou already in hell. There was no credibility at all.
After returning to the back house and rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to find something, Lu Qingqing asked strangely: "Husband, what are you looking for?"
"Bezoar is a black thing packed in a box. I remember there were a lot of them at home. The biggest one was as big as a fist. Wherever it went, I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked." Yun Ye said impatiently. Wugou was hurting to death.
Yes, this thing is the best for purging fire.
Lu Qingqing took off a key from his waist, opened the largest box, and took out a red wooden box. Yun Zheng was delighted when he saw it, it was exactly this thing.
"Take the biggest piece. Wugou is waiting to use it. That guy is going to die from pain."
Lu Qingqing picked through the box for a long time before taking out a piece the size of a finger egg and handing it to Yun Zheng and said, "This piece is enough. If I hadn't cleaned up the house, I wouldn't have known there was such a valuable thing at home. Do you think there are a lot of bezoars?"
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"Wugou is fatter..."
"No matter how fat a person is, these are enough..."
Yun Zheng had no choice but to find Wugou who was chewing mint with a small piece of bezoar. He handed the bezoar over to him with embarrassment and said apologetically: "You eat it first. If it's not enough, I'll ask for it later."
Wugou grabbed the bezoar and ran to the bamboo clump in the yard with a hatchet. He asked Yun Zheng to get him a small bowl. Wugou chopped down a bamboo in a few clicks and broke it.
After opening the bamboo joints, the light green bamboo juice flowed out. After taking half the bowl of bamboo juice, I broke off a small amount of bezoar and mixed it into the bamboo juice. I stirred it twice with my fingers. When the bezoar dispersed, I drank it in one gulp.
After eating all the remaining bezoars, wrap them in paper and carefully put them into your arms.
"Is that enough? Why don't you eat it all at once? If you eat it all, there will still be some left at home."
"That's enough. The fire is venting too much and my stomach is in trouble again. With it, I can have a good sleep. Well, the pain is not too bad now. If I take it again in the evening, maybe it will be better."
"Now I'm going to take a nap." Wugou stretched himself, opened the door of his room and went to sleep.
Lu Qingqing came over to visit Wugou and saw that he had already entered the house. He smiled and said to Yun Zheng, "Husband, shall we go pick lotus pods today?"
"No, I want to study, you stingy mother-in-law!"
Lu Qingqing rolled her eyes and said, "It's enough. Why are you so stingy? You earn money in this family, and I spend money. It's best to live within your means. I'm not stingy. That's how life is at home."
My mother said that if you don’t have enough food and clothing, you will suffer poverty if you don’t plan. Master Wugou didn’t say anything, so why are you angry.”
"I am……"
When it came to the quarrel, Lu Qingqing was not afraid at all. He dragged Yun Zheng back to the bedroom, closed the door and window tightly, chose a comfortable place to sit down and said, "Go on, I've noticed you in the past few days.
My temper is not right. It seems that I am angry inside. If you have anything to say, please tell me now. I finally found a reason to be angry today."
Being exposed by someone with just one sentence, Yun Zheng lay on his back on the bed and groaned: "It's so boring. I find that what I'm doing now has no meaning at all. I feel lazy all over and just don't want to move."
Lu Qingqing lay side by side next to Yun Zheng, swatted away his erratic hand, and said with a smile: "Then go for a walk, the place where Sima Xiangru wrote poems, and the place where Zhuo Wenjun sells wine are all good places.
place."
"No, what's so good about a pair of promiscuous people? I despise Sima Xiangru from the bottom of my heart. When he's unlucky, he seduces widows. When he's rich, he forgets about them. In order to show off to his father-in-law,
A man wants money and forces his wife to work as a coward and sell liquor. It is so shameless. When Zhuo Wenjun meets such a man, it is simply her own tragedy. How can a man who cannot even support his own wife be famous throughout the ages? In my opinion
It seems that he is not even as good as a farmer."
Lu Qingqing sat up in surprise and said, "Don't you think it takes Zhuo Wenjun to run with him at night just by singing "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"? This requires so much advanced piano skills that the talent and the beauty complement each other."
Yun Zheng glanced at Lu Qingqing and said, "There is a master playing the piano playing outside our yard. Will you run away? Suppose his piano skills are superb."
Lu Qingqing twisted her body and teased Yun Zheng embarrassedly: "You know, I like playing the piano very much..."
"Give it up. Before he can play the piano, I will break his dog's legs, tie a barrel of gunpowder to his body, blow it up into pieces of meat, and then feed it to the dog."
"Hahahaha..." Lu Qingqing couldn't hold it back any longer, hugging Yun Zheng and laughing. Yun Zheng also thought it was a bit funny. After the couple talked nonsense like this, the remaining gloom in his heart was swept away.
It is easy for a young couple to cuddle and get into trouble. When the two of them came out of the bedroom again, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Hua Niang glanced at the spring on Lu Qingqing's face and knew that the two of them had been waiting for a long time.
What are you doing when you go out?
Hua Niang just had a weird look in her eyes, but Lu Qingqing looked very shy. Since marrying Yun Zheng, she found that she had broken many women's rules. Although she knew it was wrong, she was very obsessed with such a free life and wanted to
Live happily like this until old age.
The silk reeling workshop was filled with water vapor. Yun Zheng and Lu Qingqing walked under the big shed, watching the craftsmen's familiar work of finding the thread head, and then turning the thread. Countless white threads were wrapped around the spindle. Those people were very good at wiring.
He is very skilled and can connect the threads with one hand, but most of the people here are women. The place where the cocoons are cooked, Lu Qingqing said that men cannot go in because it is too hot inside and many women are not wearing clothes.
Looking back at these simple work sheds, Yun Zheng was sure that the Shu Brocade, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was produced step by step from here. No wonder so many collectives of poems about compassion for farmers appeared at this time.
A woman can carry a cocoon bucket of more than 100 kilograms and climb a horizontal ladder more than one foot high. Repeat this process. If you want to get the best silk, you need to go through this process seven times. And the Yun family’s acquisition this year
The large cocoon weighs a hundred thousand kilograms.
Bacon walked out with sweat dripping from the inside, took the teapot handed over by Yun Zheng and drank a large pot of it. After panting for a long time, he said to Yun Ye: "There are only the last 500 kilograms of cocoons left today. After today, we will be better in the future."
You have committed suicide because of your work. Master, why are you here? This is a place where women stay. It is unlucky for you to be here."
"Drink your water. What is auspicious or unlucky? People who work have strong yang energy, regardless of gender. You still don't understand this truth. I will tell you slowly in the future. I just discussed with my wife to give these women some extra wages.
, If people don’t agree, then prepare better food. Master, I used to work as a bookkeeper on a construction site. I know it’s not easy for these people.
Other people make their lunch meal look like pig food, but our family doesn’t allow that. Only when people are full can they work.”
"No, Master, the wages are the same throughout Chengdu Prefecture. The dental shop has already limited the wages. If our family raises the wages privately, we will not be able to recruit craftsmen in the future."
Yun Zheng took a breath of cold air. Could it be that people in the Song Dynasty already had guilds? Isn't the dental shop just a place to introduce labor? How could it be so powerful? What's the point of not allowing wages to be increased? Yun Zheng thought to himself.
Only later did I discover that these dental shops were basically organizations that helped wealthy families exploit craftsmen.
"Then let's prepare better meals. No one should make any comments about this, right?" (To be continued)