Ye Lingyu was quite good at needlework, but Cheng Qingyan knew nothing about it.
There was no need to go to the fields today, and it wouldn't be good for Meng Chuying to keep wearing this ill-fitting coat. Ye Lingyu still asked Meng Chuying's opinion and helped her alter the coat to make it smaller.
At least, the clothes fit well, and no longer feel empty with cold air blowing in.
Ye Lingyu helped Meng Chuying alter her clothes. Cheng Qingyan watched for a while and then got a little bored, so he picked up a soap pod and started thinking about soap.
I remember seeing some bloggers who restored traditional methods and made soap using ancient techniques. I thought it was very environmentally friendly and interesting, so I watched it quite closely. Now it's finally time to put it to use!
After harvesting the vegetables in the field, there was nothing else to do this winter. She would then have plenty of time to experiment with soap recipes, and even if she failed a few times, it wouldn't matter; she had plenty of time.
The town sells far more mutton than pork, accounting for two-thirds of the meat market.
Before she traveled through time, she had seen some bloggers make soap using pig pancreas and wood ash, which was also called "pancreas soap".
She had heard people in her friend's hometown call her "pancreas" before. A name that has been used since ancient times—isn't that a form of cultural transmission?
Her generation grew up during the rise of domestic brands, so she also bought pure natural mutton fat soap made with mutton fat.
Those lanolin soaps that haven't been treated with any advanced technology or harsh processes are really great for washing your face and body.
If she could make soap here, that would be a really good thing.
It's convenient for me to use, and I can also sell it to people who need it.
Money is extremely scarce for her right now.
That's what they say, but market research still needs to be done. Like the vegetables she grows, she dares to plant several acres at once because there are many restaurants in town, and also because she doesn't think much of the vegetables currently sold in town.
The original, unmodified vegetable seeds grew incredibly tall, but the radishes were only about the length of a palm, thin and small, with thick skin.
There's not much difference between Chinese cabbage and larger bok choy.
Spinach is the same; it has small leaves but a relatively large root.
The taste also varies greatly; some vegetables are really hard to eat.
If we don't have much land, it would be perfect if we could do some small business in addition to farming to increase our family income.
Although soap pods can be used directly, if she makes soap according to her memory, it will be cheap and effective. Perhaps even some families that are not wealthy can afford it, and her sales will skyrocket.
Once she has sales, her money will flow in continuously.
When the time comes, you can buy whatever you want for Ye Lingyu, and you can also buy clothes that fit Meng Chuying. There should be a bed in the house by then!
Cheng Qingyan put down the soap pod in her hand and ran outside. Only after she ran out did she remember that Ye Lingyu was still sewing clothes for Meng Chuying. She hadn't told Ye Lingyu before she ran out.
Cheng Qingyan, who had returned, came to Ye Lingyu and said, "Wife, I'm going out for a while. I'll be back soon!"
Ye Lingyu put down the clothes in her hand, looked up and asked, "What were you thinking about just now that made you rush out like that?"
"Hehe, can we keep it a secret for now? Because I don't know if it will succeed. If it does, I'll definitely tell my wife right away!"
If she didn't want to talk about it, Ye Lingyu naturally wouldn't force her. Everyone has some privacy, right?
Just because she's with Cheng Qingyan doesn't mean Cheng Qingyan can't have any private space of her own, right?
There were no further questions, only concern: "If you go out, wear warm clothes and come back quickly after you're done, it's cold outside."
"Alright! I'll be right back! My dear wife, I'll be off now!"
After saying that, he dashed out in a flash, as hurried and flustered as a gust of wind.
When Cheng Qingyan left, she took a bucket with her from home; her destination was the river.
She wasn't going to fetch water or catch fish; she was going to collect seashells by the river.
She remembered that the main ingredients were seashells, followed by wood ash and lard. She happened to have all of these at home, so she could try making some.
There are plenty of river mussels in the big river outside the village. She said that it was so cold now, and she had been searching for a long time by the river before she could find a few small river mussels.
They set out full of enthusiasm, but their harvest was meager; the bottom of the bucket wasn't even filled with just a few small river clams.
It was so cold! Her legs were numb from the cold when she came up from the river!
I thought I could find plenty of clams by the river, but to my surprise, there were almost none on the riverbank, perhaps because of the weather.
I put on my shoes and socks and went outside, staring blankly at the empty bucket.
We were careless. Our plan to get rich had just begun when a major problem arose in the very first step of gathering raw materials. It's truly disheartening.
It was almost noon, and she was worried that Ye Lingyu would be concerned after being out for so long. So she stretched her stiff legs and loosened her muscles before going out to carry a bucket of water and a few river clams back home.
After Ye Lingyu altered Meng Chuying's clothes, they fit her much better and no longer felt like a heavy coat covering her body.
Upon seeing Cheng Qingyan return carrying a bucket of water, Ye Lingyu hurriedly stepped forward to help.
Ye Lingyu was picking vegetables when she saw Cheng Qingyan carrying a bucket of water, so she put down her basket and prepared to help her carry the water: "Oh, you've been out for so long, did you go to fetch water?"
Cheng Qingyan avoided Ye Lingyu's hand: "Wife, I can do it. I feel like I've gotten stronger lately."
After pouring out some of the water from the bucket, Cheng Qingyan scooped out the river clams.
"I didn't really go to fetch water; I mainly went to retrieve this thing."
River clams can be stir-fried or boiled. Although they can't compare to marine shellfish, their flavor is still extremely delicious.
"Why bother catching it? The shell is too hard, and it's inedible."
Can't eat them? Don't the people here eat river clams?
You should know that in modern society, freshwater clams are sold in vegetable markets!
They actually didn't eat it? Then she really hit the jackpot! She became the first person in the world to eat a river clam!
"Wife, this is edible! You can make soup or stir-fry it; it tastes pretty good!"
"Oh? Really? Well, Chu Ying and I are in for a treat today."
After all, it's river seafood, so how bad could the taste be?
It's a pity, but even after searching for a long time, these are all she'll find.
We haven't had any meat at home for days, and we're craving it. Even these few river clams are a meat dish in themselves!
Meng Chuying and Ye Lingyu peeked over to watch. After Cheng Qingyan cleaned the river mussels, Jiu Jian went out and started prying them open with a knife.
The clam meat is separated from the shell after being pried open. The meat is placed on a plate, and the shell is placed on the table. They are then set aside.
The family has a pretty complete set of seasonings; they have everything they need.
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