Chapter 9: Feel Him, Can He Do It?
"Bai Qianluo, Bai Qianluo?"
"How are you?"
Qiao Su Luo's face turned pale. She hoped nothing would happen, otherwise people would think the food she cooked was poisonous.
I swear to God, she didn't want to harm them at all. She just wanted them to be alive.
When Bai Qianluo fell down, the wind blew away the white cloth covering his eyes, revealing his clear and bright eyes.
When he lowered his head, his pair of cold eyes like glass looked at her, like a cold moon falling from the sky in a cold pond, reflecting Qiao Su Luo's face clearly.
At this time, Qiao Suluo's eyes were wide open, and she looked frightened, her face turned pale, fearing that something might happen to him again.
Bai Qianluo coughed lightly, endured the discomfort of dizziness, and slowly stood up, "I'm fine, I just felt dizzy for a while."
Qiao Su Luo slowly breathed a sigh of relief. She hoped that her Qingtuan might be poisonous. She said, "You might be feeling a little uncomfortable after falling into the water. Go back to the house and rest."
Bai Qianluo said in a clear and ethereal voice: "But I need to help my wife with things. How can I let my wife do these things so hard?"
Qiao Su Luo waved her hand and said, "No, really, I can do it myself. You should take care of your health first."
"When you are well again, you can help me."
She thought of how her predecessor had forced Bai Qianluo to do things, and how she had insulted Bai Qianluo with all kinds of humiliating words, and even insulted his family and clansmen as well. No one could tolerate this.
However, Bai Qianluo seemed to be always cold and indifferent. He never said anything extra to her. Even when she insulted him, he just listened quietly without getting angry. He just wouldn't let her get close to him.
He was the one who felt dizzy just now, but she didn't approach him on her own initiative.
"I may have said some harsh things to you before. I was wrong. Don't take it seriously. Just forget about it."
"Your eyesight is not good, you should take a rest. It's okay to skip some work, but not taking a rest can be fatal."
"And don't wash clothes by the river anymore."
Qiao Su Luo almost coaxed Bai Qianluo to go into the house and rest quickly, and be sure not to faint here.
Or maybe the cold medicine she gave him contained a sleeping ingredient, which was why he felt dizzy.
Only after Bai Qianluo returned to the house did Qiao Suluo breathe a sigh of relief and sit down to continue working.
When Que Hongjin was burning ashes nearby, he saw this scene and was lost in thought.
Bai Qianluo treated Qiao Suruo differently. If it were before, even if he felt dizzy, he would rather faint on the ground than get close to her, let alone fall on her.
"Wife, the ashes are ready."
Qiao Su Luo smiled at him and said, "Thank you."
A faint smile appeared on Que Hongjin's lips. It was rare for her to say thank you.
"What else can I do next? May I ask for your guidance?"
Qiao Su Luo was stunned. She always felt that something was wrong with Que Hongjin after noon today. In the past, he was too lazy to say a word to her, let alone ask her what she needed to do.
But no matter what his purpose is, just help with the work.
"I might need your help to boil some hot water, pour it over the wood ash, and filter the ash water with a clean cloth. Filter the water three times..."
Qiao Su Luo told Que Hong Jin in detail some of the things that needed to be done, and Que Hong Jin went to do it.
There was no grater at home, so Qiao Su Luo could only slice the konjac with a knife, and then found a wooden stick to start crushing it.
There is no other way. I don’t have a grater or a wooden or stone mortar at home, so I can only do it manually, which is a bit difficult.
She worked hard on it, thinking of it as a way to lose weight.
After Que Hongjin boiled some water and filtered the ash water, he looked at Qiao Su Luo like this, sighed, walked over and said, "Let me do it!"
Qiao Su Luo looked at Que Hong Jin with a puzzled look, "Can you do it?"
He is in poor health and so weak, can he do this kind of physical work?
Speaking of this, Qiao Su Luo couldn't help but sigh. No wonder those people in the capital laughed at her. They were really five sickly and beastly husbands. Each of them seemed like they would fall down with a gust of wind and die if they were not careful.
No one can order them to work with peace of mind.
After Qiao Suluo said this, she felt that the air around her seemed to freeze for a moment. She realized that Que Hongjin's slightly smiling brows were frowned, as if covered with a thin layer of frost, and her thin lips were pursed into a line.
Qiao Su Luo looked at Que Hong Jin with a dazed look. Did she say anything wrong? No, she didn't.
Que Hongjin leaned over slightly and whispered in her ear, "Whether it works or not, my wife will know after feeling it."
His voice was somewhat mellow, but the ending tone seemed to be wrapped in honey and lingered on. His dark jade eyes reflected her confused and slow reaction, and the corners of his mouth raised a hint of interest.
Qiao Su Luo quickly took a few steps back and handed the wooden stick to Que Hongjin. "I think you must be very good. It will be hard for you to crush all these."
Sure enough, weak and sick people also have self-esteem and don’t like others to doubt their abilities.
The system is a bit autistic, and its host is emotionally dull. If it works, is that what Que Hongjin meant?
Que Hongjin looked at her reaction, shook his head helplessly, and then began to crush the konjac chips with a wooden stick.
Qiao Su Luo felt a little relieved.
After they are all crushed, soak them in wood ash water and let them stand. Around the evening, you can cook them and you will get konjac soup.
After finishing all these, it was already mid-afternoon.
Qiao Su Luo thought about selling the prepared konjac noodles the next day. With the copper coins, she could do more things.
But she can't sit idle for now and can't just rely on konjac for comfort.
After she returned to the house, she searched through all the drawers and cabinets but found nothing. There were just a lot of clothes and needles and thread in her closet.
She carefully examined the rouge and powder on the table. "They seem to be of very low quality. They cost dozens of taels of silver."
"I can make these later, and they will definitely be of better quality than these."
However, making these is rather troublesome and requires a lot of raw materials, so she decided to start with a small-cost business to ensure stability.
As she rummaged through the clothes, her eyes lit up as if she had thought of something, and she murmured, "I can't wear all these clothes. I can cut them up and make cartoon dolls."
According to my previous life's memory, there are no cartoon puppets here.
Cotton is also expensive, but she can fill the doll with mugwort. There is some dry grass piled in the corner of their yard to start a fire, and she saw that some of it was dry mugwort.
When Qiao Su Luo thought of this, she began to cut and sew with scissors, leaving a small opening for the mugwort, and then sewing it up after filling it up.
In her previous life, when she had nothing to do, Qiao Su Luo also liked to do handicrafts.
By the evening, Qiao Su Luo had made six small round dolls, two of which were kittens, puppies, and bears.
When Qiao Suluo was about to go to the yard to get mugwort, she heard a lot of noise coming from the door.
Qiao Su Luo saw many villagers gathered at the door.
"What are you doing?"
When everyone saw Qiao Su Luo come out, they felt a little embarrassed, thinking about their previous fabrications about her, but they still put the things by the door and said, "Qiao Su Luo, thank you for teaching us this first aid method today. I don't have any other good things at home, but the chickens at home just laid two eggs, here they are."
Everyone came forward to put their things down, "This is my multi-grain noodles."
"These are the onions grown in my yard, don't be disgusted."
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