"Oh my God, why did you take so much?" It was enough for her to set up a stall in the West Market.
Lou Yunchun was also helpless. "I only asked someone to take the pears and fish. The rest were sent by my father."
"Where's the fish?"
Lou Yunchun pulled her under the eaves again, raised the light and shone it, revealing two water tanks half a person's height, both filled with fish.
She said dryly, "Mr. Lou is thoughtful."
It looked like she wouldn't have to go grocery shopping until spring.
Lou Yunchun rarely saw her looking silly, and he just thought it was adorable. He said softly, "Didn't you say you wanted to make canned pears?"
Xu Jiang thought about the two baskets of pears, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on."
The two men then closed the door and hid in the kitchen to peel pears. They picked out the good pears and said that the broken ones were divided among the servants and maids that day.
Lou Yunchun was better at peeling pears than at killing fish. He would spin a pear against the blade a few times in his hand, revealing the tender white flesh.
Seeing that the peeling was almost done, Xu Jiang lit a fire and found a large pot to boil water for the pot. While the water was boiling, she washed the peeled pears and taught Lou Yunchun how to dig out the core.
After digging one or two pears, Lou Yunchun got the hang of it. Under Xu Jiang's admiring gaze, he became more and more adept at digging and became more and more enthusiastic.
After all the jars were brought to a boil, Xu Jiang began to make a simple soup, made with water, pears, and rock honey. She was glad that she had stored a lot of rock honey, as Lou Yunchun loved sweets. Otherwise, how could an ordinary family have stored so many pears?
The pear flesh is tender and can be cooked in the time it takes to boil a cup of tea. After it cools down from the heat, it can be sealed in a jar.
By the time the last jar was sealed, the streets had completely deserted. Xu Jiang poured the remaining contents of the pot into a bowl, grabbed two pairs of chopsticks, and went into the restaurant with Lou Yunchun to eat by the fire.
The two men sat opposite each other. Xu Jiang stirred the charcoal fire, and when it was reignited, he reached out to warm it.
Lou Yunchun also reached out his hand and covered her, "Are you cold?"
"fine."
Lou Yunchun rubbed her knuckles to loosen up her muscles.
Xu Jiang looked at her hands, which were covered with scars and calluses. The joint of her right index finger had even become a little deformed from frequently holding the carving knife.
"It's not pretty, is it?"
"Um."
Xu Jiang laughed and said, "How come you can't even coax people?"
"It's not pretty, but I like it very much." Lou Yunchun caressed the scars cherishingly, "Without them, there would be no you."
Xu Jiang herself is a person carved out of countless scars.
He accepted everything about her and loved her.
Xu Jiang thought to herself: She is wrong. This is not just a way of coaxing people. This is simply like a magic drug that has turned into a monster.
After warming his hands, Lou Yunchun asked, "Would you like some pears?"
Xu Jiang blushed and nodded, "Eat."
The pears were already cold. Xu Jiang asked Lou Yunchun to taste one first and asked, "Is it sweet?"
Lou Yunchun didn't answer, but instead picked up a piece and fed it to her, and she opened her mouth and swallowed it.
The pear melted in the mouth, refreshing and sweet, and Xu Jiang squinted his eyes because of the sweetness.
Lou Yunchun swallowed and asked, "Is it sweet?"
Xu Jiang nodded, "Sweet."
His eyes were burning, and then he leaned in closer, touched the corner of her lips lightly, and whispered, "Mmm, sweet."
When Lin Hongchu came, Xu Jiang was making a list. She wanted to list all the things she needed to buy for book binding so as to avoid missing anything.
The current popular binding method is butterfly binding. The overall method is simple and the finished book is also beautiful.
First, fold the printed paper in half with the content facing inward, and then align all the pages in order based on the center seam of the fold. Then use glue to glue the backing paper at the spine, and finally cut it into a book.
After the book is completed, the pages look like a butterfly flapping its wings when turned, so it is called butterfly binding.
Although butterfly binding seems simple, it is difficult to do it well.
The content must be in order and without any mistakes. The cutting edges must be neat, with few uneven or rough edges. The bonding places must be clean and fresh. Only then will the book be exquisite.
The most important thing is the paste. If you use ordinary paste, the pages will fall off easily over time. You need to make special paste for binding according to the recipe to make it stick tighter and easier to preserve.
She once got a recipe for making paste from a paperback maker: one qian each of yellow wax, gelatin, alum, white hyacinth, quinoa, soap bean, and grass root, half a qian of patchouli, five qian of white flour, half a jin of hard firewood, and two liang of charcoal.
Grind all the materials into fine powder and boil them together with the paste. The paste boiled in this way is insect-proof, corrosion-resistant, has good viscosity and is not easy to fall off.
It is excellent for framing or mounting.
In addition to buying pulping materials and cutting knives, she also had to buy thick paper for book covers.
Book covers are mostly made of thick paper, and leather is also used in some places, such as the Western Regions and Nanzhao. There are also thick paper mounted with silk, gauze, and cloth for decoration. There are many types.
Because she was publishing a collection of elementary school poems, she chose to use thick paper to make it appear more simple and elegant.
Xu Jiang was writing when she suddenly became absent-minded. Lin Hongchu came close to her and saw that her cheeks were flushed, so he reached out and touched them.
"Did the boss catch a cold? Why is his face so hot?"
Xu Jiang was so shocked that the pen in her hand dropped.
She slapped Lin Hongchu's little paw away and said angrily, "You little bitch, why are you scaring me?"
"Ouch." Lin Hongchu was startled by her, and then quickly picked up the pen to avoid getting it stained with dust. "What's wrong with the boss? You're so jumpy."
Xu Jiang patted his face, pushing Lou Yunchun's face out of his mind, and said calmly, "I'm just thinking about things for binding."
"Really?" Lin Hongchu stared at her suspiciously.
Xu Jiang took the pen and continued writing, "Why not?"
"Oh." Lin Hongchu glanced at her and asked, "Did you go to the kitchen to check?"
"I saw it."
"When the owner of the building delivered the stuff yesterday, I was shocked. It was such a big car, and it was completely filled. If you didn't know, you would have thought our bookstore was going to be turned into a vegetable stall."
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