Chapter 49
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"We can't finish it in a lifetime, and we can't give it away. We can't bury it all, right? Although I heard that soybean cakes can be used as fertilizer, it's too wasteful." After Cheng Yeran traveled through time, he ate coarse grains for a long time and became frugal.
"I can make soybean paste and soy sauce. I can make both of them." Shen Yuntang was a little worried. If he wanted to make all soy sauce, how many jars would he need to make? They simply can't eat that much.
"You can obviously buy soy sauce and soybean paste, but you have to go through the trouble of making it. It's all my fault for not thinking so much at the beginning." Cheng Yeran looked at the pile of soybeans and fell into deep thought. What can be done with soybeans?
Soy flour, soy milk soap, and oil extraction?
These are things he has come into contact with. He will not consider things he has not come into contact with for the time being. Soybean powder should be made by grinding it. His family has long wanted to buy a donkey. These days they plan to finish digging the well first, and then buy a donkey. Soybean powder should be able to be made.
As for soymilk soap, grinding the beans also requires a donkey, as he is tired of grinding the beans manually every day.
Soap seemed to have become something that time travelers had to make. It looked like this was God's arrangement. God saw that he didn't make soap, so he specially arranged this opportunity for him.
In the past, when he was watching short videos, he often saw videos of making handmade soap. It looked very simple. As long as you bought all the ingredients online, you can make it at home.
As for oil pressing, he looked at Shen Yuntang, "Do you know how to press oil?"
"Me?" Shen Yuntang shook his head. He didn't understand why Cheng Yeran asked him this question. "I can't do it."
"You know how to make lard, right? Soybean oil should be similar to lard. Put it in the pot and stir-fry it to produce oil." Cheng Yeran said naively. After he finished speaking, he saw Shen Yuntang looking at him as if he was a fool.
Every time Shen Yuntang stared at him with this look, he knew that he must have said something wrong again.
"Isn't this how it is? Do we need a machine? I'll go see if I can buy one." Cheng Yeran wrote down the things that needed to be bought in the memo.
It drizzled in the afternoon and few people came to buy dried tofu, so they locked the door and went up the mountain together again in the afternoon.
The two of them were wearing straw raincoats to protect themselves from the rain. Shen Yuntang pulled him to find a big tree, saying that they wanted to hide from the rain under it and do some shopping at the same time.
Cheng Yeran quickly shook his head, "Don't do that. It's fine if there's no thunder, but if it does thunder, we'll both be killed. Let's find a place without trees. There are usually few people on the mountain, and even fewer when it rains. There's no need to look for a place to hide."
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"Why did the thunder strike us two? We didn't do anything bad." Shen Yuntang asked him.
"Thunder will not choose to strike good or bad people, it will only strike tall people. If the tree is too tall, it is easier to get struck if you stand underneath." Cheng Yeran explained it to him briefly and pulled him aside.
Shen Yuntang only understood half of what he said, but Cheng Yeran came from the future. People from the future should know more than them, so what he said should make sense.
Shen Yuntang was relieved when he saw that his straw raincoat could cover the phone, so even if someone passed by they would not see the phone. He squatted beside him to help keep watch.
Cheng Yeran first searched for handmade bean powder. He didn’t want to buy it, but these stores would post some production processes. He took screenshots of the process and went back to follow the instructions.
Soy powder is relatively simple and you will be able to make it after watching it once. Handmade soap is more complicated and requires buying a lot of materials and making them according to proportions.
Soy milk soap is also relatively simple to make. Just buy some olive oil, grind the soybeans into soy milk, and add some other things to make it. You can get all of these in one store.
He wanted to buy some molds, but then he remembered that Shen Yuntang's father was a carpenter, so he could ask his father-in-law to do it, and it would also allow the Shen family to make some money and help Shen Yuntang's family.
Finally, he searched for oil presses and found that they were all electric. In fact, he thought about buying a generator, but the machine made noises and the sound insulation here was not very good. The buzzing sound of the machine would arouse the suspicion of the neighbors, so he had to give up.
He searched for traditional methods of oil extraction and found quite a few, including soybean oil and rapeseed oil. Moreover, the oil shops were very generous in showing the entire process of their own oil extraction.
The beginning of the video was very simple, just grinding the beans and steaming them, and then adding some this and that. He even wrote down the names of these ingredients and decided to buy some later. Until he saw the person in the video using a huge stone to hit the oil pressing machine, he was completely stunned.
It turns out that oil pressing is not about frying the beans in a pan, but about squeezing the beans hard to squeeze the oil out?
At first, Cheng Yeran was still wondering, aren’t these shop owners afraid that their skills will be learned by others? Later, after he saw the whole production process, he immediately gave up the idea. It was too tiring. It would be better to just buy a machine and press a switch. Most people would choose to use machines. He couldn't use machines in ancient times, so he didn't join in the fun.
He found it tiring even to open a packaging bag, let alone to extract oil in this way.
He quickly closed the page and never mentioned oil pressing again.
As the two of them were walking back, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the road became muddy. They had to support each other to avoid falling, but their shoes and socks got wet.
"I thought it was just a drizzle, but it turned out to be getting heavier." Cheng Yeran sneezed loudly and couldn't help shaking.
"I'll make some ginger and sugar water when we get home, so that we don't catch a cold." Shen Yuntang also sneezed loudly as he spoke. He was shaking even more than Cheng Yeran, and he was trembling even when he spoke. The temperature dropped sharply on rainy days, and both of their shoes were wet, and they were exposed to the wind and cold, so their voices were nasal.
Cheng Yeran could tell something was wrong with his tone, "You're going to catch a cold. If I had known it would rain so hard, I would have come by myself instead of letting you get cold with me."
"How can you say it's a burden? This is originally our family matter." Shen Yuntang felt that it was annoying for him to be so distant. They had lived together for so long, so even if they didn't regard each other as family, they could at least regard them as friends.
In the past, Cheng Yeran treated him as a teammate and believed that they should work together on everything. Later, he got used to this way of getting along. Shen Yuntang was responsible for cooking and some housework, and he was responsible for the physically demanding work. He deliberately tried to find a balance and would never let Shen Yuntang feel at a disadvantage.
"Because we are family, I care about you more." Cheng Yeran said seriously.
Shen Yuntang looked up at him, stunned. He didn't notice his feet and slipped. He subconsciously reached out to grab Cheng Yeran's sleeve. Cheng Yeran wanted to support him, but he stepped on a smooth stone and the two of them rolled in the mud together.
"Sure enough, going out today was a wrong decision!" Cheng Yeran wanted to just crawl back, the road was so damn muddy! It would be nice if we could build a cement road.
The two of them supported each other to stand up, their clothes, pants and even faces were covered with mud.
Shen Yuntang grew up here and was more experienced than Cheng Yeran. He was distracted just now and fell down to wake him up. He said to Cheng Yeran, "Follow me."
"But you were the one who fell first. Let's support each other and walk." Cheng Yeran was a little worried about him, especially when he saw Shen Yuntang's red palms, he became even more worried.
"I was just distracted while talking to you. It will be fine if you concentrate." Shen Yuntang chose a road that was easier to walk on. "You walk behind me and follow my footsteps. When I was a child, I always followed my father like this and walked in his footsteps. The roads he walked on were all safe. This method works very well."
"You take advantage of me and want to be my dad?" Cheng Yeran said jokingly.
"I didn't think so..." Shen Yuntang was afraid that he would be distracted and slip again, and his tone was pleading, "Brother Cheng, please don't distract me, I'm going to fall again soon."
Every time he called Cheng brother, his tone was so soft that one wanted to bite him hard on the face. How could there be such a lovely person, so handsome, with such a soft tone? It was so unfair.
Cheng Yeran's heart was pounding, and he really wanted to pull the man over and hold him in his arms, stroking him from head to toe like he was a cat.
Because of the rain and the difficult road, it took them longer than usual to get home.
The two people, who were already shivering with cold, felt their bodies aching when they returned home.
Especially the shoulders and arms, which hurt terribly. Cheng Yeran raised his hand and pounded his shoulders, "I can't believe it's summer here, why is it so cold!"
"Go change your clothes and take a hot bath first. I'll go make some ginger soup." Shen Yuntang bought a lot of brown sugar at the market last time. He put some shredded ginger in the brown sugar water, and then added an egg. This made it taste better and also helped to induce sweating.
"From the sound of your voice, I think you have a cold. Let's take a hot bath together. There's still hot water in the kettle, which should be enough for both of us to take a bath. Let's boil water while taking a bath. If it's not enough, we can refill it." Cheng Yeran said as he went to the woodshed, grabbed a large bundle of firewood, and rushed into the kitchen, shouting to Shen Yuntang outside, "Let's take a bath directly in the kitchen. It's warmer there with a fire."
If someone had told him before he traveled through time that one day he would take a shower in the kitchen, he would definitely have called that person a psycho, but the conditions were like this now and he couldn't be picky.
He turned on the fire, and Shen Yuntang brought in the bathtub. There were two bathtubs in the house. Originally, Shen Yuntang said that one would be enough for two people, and in order to save water, he even wanted to wash one before washing the other. Cheng Yeran totally couldn't accept this, and finally bought two.
They usually don't take a bath at the same time. They take a bath in their own bathtubs at different times at night. But today, both of them were so cold that their lips turned white. Shen Yuntang didn't feel shy anymore. She had changed clothes in front of him so many times, so taking a bath was nothing.
He felt dizzy and his nose was blocked, as if he was catching a cold.
When he was a child, he caught a cold that almost took his life. His parents spent a lot of money to hire a doctor for him, and he drank bowl after bowl of bitter medicine before he came back to life.
He heard that someone in the village had caught a cold and died. He was afraid of getting sick and kept praying in his heart that he would get better by taking a hot bath, covering himself with a quilt and having a good sleep.
He poured the water, and Cheng Yeran also added hot water to the pot. The temperature in the kitchen gradually rose. He was taking off his clothes and turned around to see Cheng Yeran going out.
"Where are you going?" Shen Yuntang asked him casually.
"Get something." Cheng Yeran quickly opened the door and closed it again, fearing that the wind would blow Shen Yuntang.
Shen Yuntang thought he was going to get his clothes, so he didn't pay any attention to it. He took off his clothes and soaked in the hot water.
The hot water wrapped around his body, which gradually warmed up and was no longer as cold as before, but his head became more dizzy. He couldn't breathe through his nose and could only breathe through his mouth. His throat was dry and painful, and he started coughing after a while.
He became extremely fragile, curled up his body, and just wanted to lie down in the quilt and have a good sleep. But he had no strength to get up, and didn't want to leave the warm water.
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Cheng Yeran opened an umbrella and went to the yard to carry all the parcels in the express box into the house. They had been very busy these days, and there were already many unopened parcels piled in the express box.
He piled the packages on the ground, rummaged through them for a long time, and found a box of cold medicine. He had heard that catching a cold and having a fever in ancient times was a very dangerous thing, so he did not dare to be careless and bought cold, fever-reducing, anti-inflammatory, and cough medicine.
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He originally thought that the medicine would not be needed. He had not had a cold for several years before the time travel, and he had not been sick in the past few months after the time travel. He bought the medicine purely for preparedness and to have peace of mind. He did not expect that it would be needed right after he bought it. He even suspected that his act of buying the medicine was unlucky, which led to the disaster for the two of them.
When he returned to the kitchen, he saw Shen Yuntang, whose face was so red that she was about to faint.
This was the first time he saw Shen Yuntang so fragile, it was heartbreaking.
When Shen Yuntang heard the door open, he was several beats slow to react and turned to look at Cheng Yeran. He moved his head, and it seemed as if his soul was about to float away. He frowned in discomfort and said in a weak tone: "Come and take a shower quickly, or you will catch a cold."
"I got the medicine." Cheng Yeran went over and touched his head. He knew he had a fever without a thermometer.
But he still took out the newly bought thermometer. When he was unpacking the thermometer, he heard Shen Yuntang coughing violently.
"Hold this first and take some medicine later." Cheng Yeran felt something was not good. If the fever was serious, there was no way to send him to the hospital, and he didn't know how skilled the local doctors were.
He felt that his condition was not good either, but better than Shen Yuntang. He took two cups, filled them with hot water and placed them next to the bathtub. Then he took off his clothes and soaked in the hot water. He didn't know whether it was accurate to measure the body temperature while taking a hot bath. He stared at Shen Yuntang, thinking about measuring it first. No matter what, he had to take the medicine.
But Shen Yuntang was very afraid of taking medicine. His voice became unclear and he kept mumbling, "I don't want to take medicine. It's bitter."
"It's not bitter. Put the pill in your mouth and swallow it quickly before it melts, and you won't feel the bitterness." Cheng Yeran felt that the time was almost up. He glanced at the thermometer and saw that it was already 38.5 degrees. He quickly broke off a piece of cold medicine and pinched Shen Yuntang's cheek, coaxing him, "Open your mouth, Brother Cheng will feed you some medicine."
When Shen Yuntang heard his coaxing tone, he felt that it would be embarrassing if he continued to procrastinate on taking the medicine, so he closed his eyes and opened his mouth.
He felt Cheng Yeran throw a small pill into his mouth, and quickly handed him the water for him to drink in one gulp.
Although he was confused, he still obediently drank half a glass of water in one gulp. Only then did he feel a little bitterness on his tongue, and the pill went into his stomach along with the water.
In the past, whenever he caught a cold, he had to drink a large bowl of medicine. This time, he thought he would have to drink a lot of pills too.
He opened his mouth waiting for the next pill, but heard Cheng Yeran's chuckle. He opened his eyes in confusion and looked at Cheng Yeran.
Cheng Yeran pinched his face: "Did you fall asleep just now? No matter how much you want to sleep, take a shower and go back to sleep."
"Aren't you going to take your medicine anymore?" After Shen Yuntang fell ill, he did everything a beat slower, and his tone of voice was slower than usual. He looked so cute when he was so slow.
Cheng Yeran felt like his soul was about to be hooked away by him. He was stunned for several seconds before he reacted. He thought he was such a beast. What on earth could he be thinking about a patient?
"After you finish, take one pill at a time, twice a day. This medicine is quite potent, so you can't take too much. It's not good for your health."
"What good is just a small piece of this?" Shen Yuntang didn't believe it. He felt his condition was very serious, as if he was going to die, so he wanted to take two more pills to be safe.
But Cheng Yeran didn't give him the pill, but ate one himself. Then he was carried out of the bathtub by Cheng Yeran. He didn't have the strength to resist, so he just let him wipe his body. He put on a very loose set of clothes with very comfortable material. He had never seen it at home before, so it must be newly bought by Cheng Yeran.
He thought he was wearing Cheng Yeran's clothes. Normally he would be embarrassed to wear them, but now he was feeling unwell and the clothes were so comfortable that he was reluctant to take them off.
Then wear it for a day, he thought. Who knew that Cheng Yeran grabbed his feet. He looked at Cheng Yeran in confusion, and was slow to ask him what he was going to do. Before he asked, he saw Cheng Yeran put a pair of socks on his feet.
These socks are different from the normal socks we wear. They completely wrap the feet, but they are not uncomfortable. They are very comfortable and warm.
He tried to stand up by holding on to the wall, but his body was shaking so much that Cheng Yeran finally carried him back to the room.
As he was carried back, his head rested on the other person's chest, as if being sick wasn't so painful after all.
Normally he didn't like to rely on others. Before getting married, he thought that if the lazy man died in three years, he would become a widow and live alone for the rest of his life. But after he fell ill, he wanted to rely on Cheng Yeran very much and felt that it was a great fortune to have someone to rely on.
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