Tang Baozhu went into the kitchen and found the dried grass from the previous two days in front of the stove, where the firewood was stored. She picked out the dried mugwort leaves and then went out.
Bundle up this large bunch of mugwort leaves, insert a stick inside, and tie it tightly with rope to prevent the stick from falling down. Then light the mugwort leaves, blow out the flame, and stick the stick in the ground in front of the living room.
Soon you'll see the smoke slowly drifting upwards. Before long, there won't be a single mosquito in the yard. After fumigating with mugwort for a while, there won't be a single mosquito in the kitchen, living room, or bedrooms.
What Tang Baozhu hated most was this: after every heavy rain, mosquitoes that had been hiding everywhere would fly over, making it impossible to defend against them.
After solving the mosquito problem, Tang Baozhu went to the kitchen. Although she couldn't help with other things, she could at least light a fire or chat with him while he worked, so he wouldn't feel lonely in the kitchen.
When Feng Yi saw his wife preparing to start a fire, he quickly stopped her. "If you're really bored, why don't you go to that empty room next door and find a few jars? Wash them clean, drain them, and keep them for later use. That way, the mushroom sauce will last longer in the jars."
In Feng Yi's mind, his wife was not suited to do such rough work. She had never done it since she was a child. Even when they were separated for a few years, she was a concubine in someone else's household, served by servants, and had never done any work.
How could he let his wife tend the fire? What if she burned the whole house down? After thinking about it, he decided to just forget about it. He didn't expect his wife to be particularly capable anyway; he just wanted her to stay by his side.
Without saying a word, Tang Baozhu went straight to the next room to find a jar. Although there seemed to be a lot of freshly washed chopped mushrooms, she felt that if they were made into mushroom sauce, she could make a whole jar.
She simply washed two jars and wanted to fill them both with mushroom sauce, but she was worried about the shelf life. If they didn't last long and went bad after she made too much, it would be such a waste.
After washing it clean, I turned the jar upside down on the outside corridor and went to the kitchen to ask Feng Yi, "Brother Yi, how long can this mushroom sauce last? Did I make too much? Won't it spoil?"
"Under normal circumstances, it can be kept for five days. After five days, you can take it out and reheat it to keep it for a longer period of time. Try to eat it within ten days. You don't have to worry about it making you sick. Although it is still edible if it is stored for a few more days, it is better not to eat it just in case."
These words instantly shattered Tang Baozhu's plans. She had originally intended to store several more jars, but although they couldn't be stored outside, she could store more in her space. After brewing, she would put them in the space's warehouse, since they wouldn't spoil easily once time stopped, and could be stored for as long as she wanted.
Of course, she would only go to the trouble if the mushroom sauce was really delicious. In fact, if it was delicious, she planned to collect some mushrooms and plant them in the ground of her space, so that she would have a continuous supply of mushrooms to eat.
Feng Yi made the noodles first, worried that it would be late and his wife would be hungry. After the noodles were ready, he started making the sauce. He didn't make a lot at once, just in case his wife was hungry, so as not to take too long.
When Tang Baozhu finally ate the mushroom sauce mixed with noodles, she felt that after waiting for so long, she was finally able to eat the mushroom sauce. It certainly did not disappoint her. She could stock up on some in her space so that she could have it whenever she wanted.
"After you finish eating, go take a shower. The water in the pot is already heated. I'll wait for you to shower, then drain the water and simmer the remaining mushrooms into a sauce. That way, they'll be the freshest."
Tang Baozhu ate noodles while wiping the sweat from her face. The noodles were particularly flavorful, probably because of the chili peppers added. They were also spicy and hot, causing her to sweat profusely. She didn't mind, treating it as her body detoxing.
Moreover, the feeling of sweating more is quite comfortable.
When I was halfway through my meal, I saw that Feng Yi had already finished eating and was sitting next to me watching me eat. His eyes were so gentle that it gave me goosebumps. I quickly finished the rest of my noodles.
She was worried that if he continued to look at her, she wouldn't even want to eat her noodles. Even though so much time had passed, she still wasn't used to his gaze; it was too gentle and tender.
As soon as he put down his chopsticks, Feng Yi took the bowl away and went straight to the kitchen to wash it.
Tang Baozhu felt that this was the most diligent man she had found in all her previous lives. However, the men in her previous life were not bad either, but because they all had servants to do the work, their diligence was not apparent.
You can't compare them, you can't compare them. You can't compare several men to each other. It's disrespectful to the previous man. After all, you only have feelings for the current one. You've already forgotten the feelings for the previous one. It's unfair to make comparisons.
Just live each day to the fullest. I patted my full belly, walked around the door a few times to digest a bit, and then quickly prepared to take a bath.
If it gets any later, we'll have to start lighting candles, but we'll need to light a kerosene lamp in the kitchen beforehand, since we're still making mushroom sauce, and we're worried we won't be able to see it if it gets too dark.
"Honey, I've already brought the water over for you. Go take a bath now."
After Feng Yi finished fetching the water, he started making the sauce. But his attentive attitude made Tang Baozhu instantly understand. She was an experienced woman, and he kept telling her to take a bath. She knew exactly what he was up to.
However, he wasn't home last night. Based on his usual frequency, he usually does it at least once a day. He didn't last night, and judging from his appearance, he's probably trying to make up for it.
When Tang Baozhu first saw him like this, except when he was physically unable to do so, he seemed to need it almost every day. She thought he had just gone through that period of time, so she was particularly curious and excited. But now that more than a month has passed, his interest has not diminished. She could only admire his good physique and had nothing else to say.
People who train regularly are probably in such good physical condition. As long as her legs don't feel weak during training, she's not afraid at all.
After Tang Baozhu finished taking a shower, she saw that Feng Yi was still in the kitchen and hadn't come out yet. She knew that his mushroom sauce wasn't ready yet, so she didn't plan to wait for him and went straight back to her room to rest.
Tang Baozhu lay in bed, her consciousness drifting into the red envelope group. She was entering the group less and less often these days, and those who had been in it for a long time were hardly talking anymore.
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