Chapter 17 Facial Cream and Pills
When she walked into the main hall and saw the little kids sitting neatly at the table, Lin Qingqing's mood instantly improved.
"Let's eat chicken, hurry up and pick up your chopsticks."
After hearing these words, both the big and small ones started to wave their chopsticks.
Lin Qingqing sat between Qiqi and Baqi, picked up a few pieces of chicken and put them in her own bowl, removed the bones and meat, and put them in Qiqi and Baqi's bowls.
"Saya, I'll make food for Qiqi and Baqi, please eat quickly."
In this era, girls were meant to work, especially the eldest girl. Every day, San Ya would take care of her two younger brothers’ meals before eating herself.
San Ya saw that her aunt hadn't eaten a single bite, and she felt sorry for her aunt who was always busy running around. She said, "Aunt, you eat first. I'll feed Qiqi and Baqi."
"I'm not hungry yet, eat quickly."
Seeing Lin Qingqing's insistence, San Ya pursed her lips and stretched out her chopsticks towards the chicken. The chicken was so fragrant.
After taking a look at the little kids who were busy eating, Lin Qingqing felt a warm feeling in her heart.
In less than two days, she had developed feelings for these children.
Perhaps it was because these children were more sensible than she had imagined, and they always considered her, so she couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
Children of this generation mature too early. In rural areas, children as young as four start helping with housework.
A group of little rascals ate until their mouths were full of oil and scraped the soup at the bottom of their bowls clean. Lin Qingqing only ate a few pieces symbolically.
I cleaned up the dishes and washed them with Daqi and the others.
So he sent them to bed.
The herbs in the yard had long been dried out by the sun, and Lin Qingqing brought them all into the room.
Once the door is locked, I enter the gene cabin in space and take a nap first, then get up to apply facial makeup and take ointments.
Adjust the evaluation score of the gene cabin to 90 points, close the cabin and go to sleep.
Lin Qingqing woke up an hour later and took the herbs she had collected over the past two days to the Chinese medicine refining room on the fourth floor.
Facial cream is relatively simple to make. Boil it on high heat for one hour, then simmer it on low heat for another three hours. Let it sit for one hour until it becomes jelly-like and can be bottled.
Lin Qingqing threw the herbs for the facial cream into the refining furnace, set up the brewing plan, and left it alone.
The preparation of ointment is much more troublesome. First, you have to steam away the excess moisture from the herbs, then dry them, grind them into powder and boil them, and finally boil them into blocks and roll them into pills the size of glass beads. You can take one pill a day.
These seemingly troublesome processes were stress-free for Lin Qingqing, and she was quite immersed in them.
Lin Qingqing, who is extremely demanding in pharmaceutical research and development, went through each process carefully. After working for six or seven hours, she could take a breath.
I went to the gene cabin and lay there for another hour, then continued to work. Now my score is close to 100 points.
Time passed quietly, and before she knew it, Lin Qingqing had been in the space for more than a day. When she was tired, she would lie down in the gene cabin, and when she woke up, she would work.
Until there was a pile of pills in front of me.
I found some glass bottles that I had collected before, and filled more than a dozen bottles with the pills.
The facial cream was also packed in glass jars, and there were more than twenty jars in total.
Lin Qingqing then left the space, took out two bottles of pills and six cans of facial cream and placed them on the mahogany table. Now she was waiting for the Lin family to come back from work.
Although I have been in this space for more than a day, time outside seems to be standing still.
She lay down and continued to take a nap. In the afternoon, she took the little ones to play at home and did not go out.
I'll cook some chicken soup in the afternoon, and check on Song Yiyuan's injuries... I fell asleep unknowingly while thinking about it.
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