PFC Chapter 817: Bitter medicine really works!
Chapter 817: Bitter medicine really works!
After a while, the sweet potato skin was almost cool.
Old Man Zhuang tried it with his hands, and when he found that he could touch it, he came back with the sweet potato in his hands, smiling.
He placed the rag on the stove and gently tore off a layer of skin.
You can see that the sugar juice in the sweet potato has been roasted out, and sticky caramel has formed in some places.
After breaking it open, a rich aroma of roasted sweet potato wafts out, and the inside is even softer and more glutinous.
This scene made the remaining three people greedy.
Fortunately, when Lu Qingqing was grilling, she put the meat according to the number of people.
Each person gets one baked sweet potato and one baked potato.
Because the roasted sweet potatoes were so delicious, no one was willing to put down the hot roasted sweet potatoes to feed the horses.
Therefore, the four of them didn't finish eating the sweet potatoes until they wiped their hands and went out with the buckets.
The horse, eating grass but without water, thought to himself: "We promised each other that we'd be together when we become rich!"
After feeding the horses, the four of them went back to their rooms to sleep.
Before leaving, Sun Yue and Qin Lang each took a burning piece of firewood and planned to go back to the house to start a fire.
Lu Qingqing was holding two still hot baked potatoes in her hands.
The two came out of Old Man Zhuang's warm house, crossed the yard, and returned to the west room.
As soon as you enter, you can clearly feel that the two rooms are not the same temperature.
Qin Lang took some soft firewood and put the burning firewood into the stove.
Seeing the fire inside slowly burning, he put some more firewood on top.
Only after the fire was completely burning did he take the potatoes from Lu Qingqing's hand and throw them into the stove.
The potato was not fully baked and is still a little hard in the middle.
They haven't had time to light up the kang in their room today.
If you want to sleep on a warm kang, boiling half a pot of water for washing your feet is enough.
It’s just right, I can bake this still hard potato again.
Seeing that there were not many ice cubes left in the pot, Lu Qingqing picked up a bucket and went out to dig snow.
After being grabbed by Qin Lang, he was pressed onto the small stool in front of the stove.
Qin Lang picked up the bucket and went to dig snow from the pile in the yard.
This snow pile is before the snow is cleared every morning.
Use a snow shovel to push the top layer of clean snow together to form a snow pile.
Replenish and consume daily, and it acts as drinking water.
If there is dirt, just clean up the entire snow pile.
At this moment, Qin Lang filled the wooden barrel with a shovel, pressed it hard, and continued to pile in.
He waited until the snow in the bucket was compacted before carrying the bucket into the house.
Before pouring it into the pot, scoop some hot water from the pot into the wooden barrel.
The snow on top melts a little when it comes into contact with hot water and then pours back into the pot.
He continued to scoop water, and after repeating this two or three times, all the snow in the barrel slid into the pot.
After adding two buckets of snow, it was almost done.
Qin Lang stopped and squatted beside Lu Qingqing.
He put his cold hands close to the stove, and after a while, they slowly warmed up.
The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, huddled in front of the stove to warm themselves by the fire.
Lu Qingqing let Qin Lang come closer and just stared at the flames in the stove in a daze.
I've been busy all day and I'm really tired.
I don’t know if I caught a cold because I took off my hat in Old Man Zhuang’s house just now.
Lu Qingqing's temples were throbbing with pain and her head was a little dizzy.
Qin Lang noticed something unusual and turned around to look at her. He found that she was frowning and looked a little uncomfortable.
After knowing that she had caught a cold, he hurried into the space to get some cold medicine he had prepared earlier, a few pieces of brown sugar and a jar of honey.
These medicinal soups were all boiled with space water when I was free and placed on the shelf.
The purpose is to be able to drink it directly when you need it urgently.
Lu Qingqing held the bowl of bitter-smelling medicinal soup and immediately said that she was not sick enough to need medicine.
Just as he was about to put it down, he was stopped by Qin Lang who was watching him.
He didn't say anything to comfort her like "good medicine tastes bitter", but just quietly added two pieces of brown sugar and a few spoonfuls of honey.
After thinking about it, he went to get a plate of candied fruit.
Lu Qingqing watched him busying around, and he ran into the space twice before he got everything ready.
I was too embarrassed to refuse, so I picked up the bowl, prepared myself mentally, and drank it in one gulp.
After drinking it, his facial features were completely wrinkled.
Well, she hadn't drunk bitter medicine soup for a long time, and she had almost forgotten how unpalatable this Chinese medicine was!
Almost as soon as I swallowed the medicine in my mouth, the candied fruit was handed to me.
After chewing it a few times, the sweet and greasy taste of the candied fruit slowly covers up the bitter taste of the medicine soup.
I ate two candied fruits in a row and drank a few sips of water to rinse my mouth before I finished.
When the water in the pot boiled, the potatoes in the stove were also cooked.
Qin Lang pulled it out with a stick, put it on the door to cool for a while, peeled it, and handed it over with a clean handkerchief.
Lu Qingqing looked at the thin, brown bumps on top and felt that it would taste good.
When you take a bite, you can taste a light sweetness and a soft and glutinous texture like flour.
Although it is not as sweet as roasted sweet potatoes, it has its own unique flavor.
After they finished their roast potatoes, they added more coal to the stove.
Scoop out the hot water from the pot, adjust the water temperature, wash your face, and then start soaking your feet.
I was very tired today, so I only soaked my feet for about ten minutes, then wiped my feet and got on the kang.
At this moment, the entire kang was hot.
But when I got into bed, it wasn't very hot.
Lu Qingqing took out four hot water bottles from the space and stuffed them into two quilts.
She and Qin Lang each had two, one in their arms and one on their feet.
After Qin Lang poured the water for washing his feet and blew out the candle, he got on the kang and as soon as he entered the bed, he touched the hot water bottle.
Knowing that it was prepared by Qingqing for him, he held it in his arms in great joy.
I lay on the kang and fell asleep in a short while.
In the second half of the night, Qin Lang woke up once and felt that the kang was not so hot anymore.
After opening the sealed stove and taking a look, he saw that the flame inside had gone out, leaving only a few pieces of red coal at the bottom.
He added some soft wood to make the fire burn brighter, and then added several shovelfuls of coal.
Make sure there's enough coal to keep them warm and sleep until dawn.
Then he washed his hands and climbed back onto the kang.
I don’t know if it was because he moved too gently or Lu Qingqing was too tired, but she didn’t wake up.
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Day two.
After Lu Qingqing woke up, she looked at the clock in the space. It was only four quarters past the hour of Mao.
I lay on the kang for a while and my head became clearer.
Then I remembered that my temples, which had been a little painful last night, were no longer uncomfortable.
I can only say that although this cold medicine is bitter, it really works.
Although my headache was gone, my throat felt dry again after sleeping on the kang all night.
She took out a water bag from the space, drank half of the warm water in the bag, and moistened her throat.
At this moment, Qin Lang next to him was still asleep, snoring softly.
She took out another water bag and placed it next to Qin Lang's pillow.
Since it was still early, she planned to go into the space to feed the livestock and clean up.
After flashing into the space, he changed into a single outfit that was convenient for work.
He rubbed the furry heads of Jiaozi and the white wolf cub who pounced on him, and then touched the big turtle that was slowly approaching.