Mom checks

As soon as he made some progress with Zheng Qing, he was disturbed. Zheng Jianqiu came in a bad time. Can you come later? Chen Wanrong made a big trouble and complained in his heart. He still had to face the reality. He responded and quickly went to the living room.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the living room, Zheng Jianqiu's cheerful voice came: "Girl, what's wrong with you? The eyebrows are full of joy. Have you picked up a baby? Tell me what baby is it?"

It’s not that I picked up the treasure, but that it was nourished by love. Chen Wanrong answered on behalf of Zheng Qing in his heart. Zheng Qing’s pretty voice came: “Dad, what are you talking nonsense? Are they happy to see Dad!”

Chen Wanrong went in and bowed with his fists: "I've seen the old man!"

Zheng Jianqiu hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and returned, saying, "Brother Chen, you are here to be absurd, please forgive the crime of abruptness!"

"Where did you say that you are going? This is your home. You're so disgusting." Chen Wanrong spoke according to etiquette and finally began to lie: "I've just gotten into trouble. The old man has arrived and has not been welcomed. Please forgive me."

Just now, the two of them hid in the house and enjoyed the happy world. There was nothing wrong with them. But they told Chen Wanrong seriously, as if he was a busy man who had a lot of trouble. Zheng Qing could no longer hold it back. She burst out laughing and pursed her lips tightly.

Zheng Jianqiu felt that his daughter was very different today than before. When he saw Zheng Qing looking at Chen Wanrong with a feeling of affection, his face was shy, and he suddenly realized that his words were profound: "Girl, you are alone at home. If you have no place to go, go to Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen is the only one who is responsible, your aunt and uncle love you very much, so you don't have to be alone."

No one knows his father is better than his daughter. Zheng Qing naturally understands what he means, and is encouraging her to get closer to Chen Wanrong. Her face was filled with joy and she said happily: "Dad, I know!"

Holding his fists, Zheng Jianqiu smiled and said, "Brother Chen, Qing'er has troubled me a lot, please forgive me."

This is a great thing. Chen Wanrong wanted to reply in his heart and said, "The old man is so serious. Miss Zheng is knowledgeable and polite. She is kind-hearted and has helped me a lot. I am grateful. It's too late to be grateful."

In the past, I always listened to this as a cliché. Today, I heard it in Zheng Qing's ears, but I felt it strangely. I was very helpful and I couldn't help but stand up straight.

After the two of them finished their talk, they sat down again. Zheng Qing smiled and said, "Dad, take a rest, my daughter will cook tea for you."

Zheng Jianqiu hurriedly stopped him: "This girl, this is not at home, don't be unruly."

Zheng Qing's right eye flashed at Chen Wanrong intentionally or unintentionally. Chen Wanrong understood what she meant and smiled and said, "You are here, this is your home. Miss Zheng wants to respect you, isn't that right?"

Zheng Jianqiu encouraged the two to get closer, and he could not understand the meaning. Zheng Qing was happy from the bottom of her heart and wanted to be filial to her. If Chen Wanrong did not support her, she would not be Chen Wanrong.

The two of them sang and reconciled. Zheng Jianqiu saw it and smiled and said, "This girl can't convince you." Which father would not like his daughter's filial piety? He was quite happy.

This was acquiescent. Zheng Qing walked out in a light step like a butterfly.

"Old man, how effective will this trip to Luoyang be?" Chen Wanrong was concerned about the market in Luoyang and asked.

Zheng Jianqiu raised his thumb and almost poked the roof: "That's more good, it's too good! Brother Chen, I sold the soap in just three days. Less than a day after I sold it, customers rushed over. I had accepted a reservation of more than 1,000 yuan. This time I came back, one was to tell you the good news, and the other was to pick up the goods. I can tell you, you have to send me enough this time. If you don't agree, I won't let Qing'er jump around!" He touched his beard and laughed.

Luoyang is a new development market. It is already amazing to be able to sell it out within three days. He can't be happy.

This is obviously a joke, Chen Wanrong would not take it seriously and smiled and said, "Mr. Please don't worry, old man, can I not give you the goods you want?"

Without saying the reason, I was quite interested in it. It was also possible to take care of Zheng Jianqiu, or if there was a factor in Zheng Qing, it depends on how you understand it.

"This matter is decided!" Zheng Jianqiu was very relieved, frowned, and asked, "Brother Chen, what are you planning to do when you put down the winery of Shopkeeper Sun? Master Xiao asked me to hand you a message, the stove has been built. He rushed to the scene last night. He was going to say it himself, but I happened to let me take a message. He was very busy, so he asked me to bring a message."

Xiao Zhizhong is quite efficient. Chen Wanrong was really surprised when he built the stove so quickly. He smiled and said, "Mr. Xie. I don't know anything. I want to use this wine to make something new. I can't make much money by selling the wine."

Zheng Jianqiu looked at Chen Wanrong in surprise: "Brother Chen, your vision is so high? Manager Sun's winery is the best in Ning County, and he is still famous in several nearby counties. If you want to make money, you can't make a lot of money, but it's a little worse than making soap. Brother Chen, what do you want to make? Can you tell me?" His eyes were full of expectation.

First, Zheng Jianqiu is really good to him, and he cannot refuse his feelings. Moreover, his emotions with Zheng Qing have developed very well, and it cannot go against his intentions. Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "Actually, it's nothing. I just want to make a new wine. This wine is very strong and not for people to drink, but can be used for other purposes."

Zheng Jianqiu looked anxious to know, Chen Wanrong did a good job and said it first without waiting for him to ask: "I want to be an anesthetic, which is used by a doctor. If a person is seriously injured and cannot bear the pain, he can use this anesthetic to faint, and then connect the bones and tendons to reduce the pain."

"How is it compared with Hua Tuo's Ma Fei San?" Zheng Jianqiu's extensive knowledge played a role and immediately found a comparison.

Although I haven't compared it, it's already there. Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "It's a little better." This is a modest statement, Chen Wanrong's usual style.

Zheng Jianqiu once again showed his shrewd mind: "Brother Chen, if this is the case, you will catch a golden rooster that lays golden eggs. I tell you, if you really want to make this thing, the most important thing is not the people, the court, or the army. Think about it, over the years, the four realms have been uneasy and often wars. The soldiers have been injured more often, and their injuries are usually broken. They suffer a lot of pain when curing them. With good medicine like you, it will definitely be very popular."

The Tang Dynasty often fought wars over the years, with many casualties and many injuries, and a lot of this medicine was obtained. This makes sense. Chen Wanrong also thought so, and praised: "The old man is very insightful."

Zheng Jianqiu then made an idea and said, "You can give this medicine to me, to Zhangguan Gao and Zhangguan Ma to help sell it. It can also sell a large part of it, but it is not a good deal for the court. If you wanted to do business with the court in the past, you really couldn't get it online. Now it's different. If Rong ran around the East Palace, you can show it to the prince, and this matter would be much easier."

This method is good, but Chen Wanrong doesn't want Chen Zairong to be involved. The current situation is very complicated. If you really do this, it is hard to guarantee that Princess Taiping will hold her braided and smile and said, "The old man's words are very reasonable. Let's talk about it when it's done."

Zheng Jianqiu took a sip of tea, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Brother Chen, I will tell you another secret. Strong alcohol is also a good medicine. Applying it on the wound can reduce inflammation and suppuration and heal faster."

For modern people, wine can be disinfected, which is common sense. The Tang Dynasty did not even have high wine. Zheng Jianqiu actually knew this conclusion. Chen Wanrong didn't listen. He was surprised and blurted out, "Old man, how did you know?"

"I also heard from this girl Qing'er." Zheng Jianqiu said with a smile: "If you don't understand, you can ask her." He was very happy when touching his beard. I don't know whether he was happy that Zheng Qing had discovered this or that the two of them found the topic.

Chen Wanrong knew that Zheng Qing knew how to use the magic technique, but she didn't expect that she had studied it so deeply, so she blurted out: "Old man, how did she do it?" It was absolutely an innovation to make a strong wine in the Tang Dynasty. Chen Wanrong couldn't help but be surprised.

Zheng Qing came in with tea: "Brother Chen, who is she?" He handed the tea to Zheng Qingjianqiu, and Chen Wanrong put a cup in front of him.

Chen Wanrong said without thinking: "Of course it's you! Mr. Zheng said you found that strong alcohol can cure wounds."

Zheng Qing naturally answered Chen Wanrong's questions and never kept her private questions: "I also discovered it by chance. Several servants from our family followed me to plant flowers and grass, and accidentally cut the flesh. I used wine to scratch the wounds. After rubbing, the wound healed faster. But there was one thing that was not good, sometimes the effect was better, sometimes the effect was worse, and there was edema. I thought this should have something to do with wine. Put the wine on the fire and cook for a while, and then rub it, and the effect was worse."

Alcohol is easy to evaporate, and it evaporates as soon as it is heated. This is common sense. With this common sense, Zheng Qing also took a lot of time to figure it out: "I thought about it for a long time, and finally I thought that when I was cooking, the smell of the smoke was stronger and stronger. Did the wine run away? To confirm this, I cooked it again, put a basin on it, collected the smoke, and rub it on the wound, which was much better."

Chen Wanrong had to accept her meticulous thoughts, and found the keen mind of the problem. He clenched his high-highlights and praised: "You are so delicate. How lucky you can know you!"

This is a praise from the bottom of my heart. Zheng Qing heard it in her ears, was happy in her heart, and was ashamed on her face. Her pretty face immediately flushed and she lowered her head embarrassedly.

Zheng Jianqiu looked at him with a smile, not wanting to love his daughter too embarrassed, and took over the conversation: "Qing'er, a girl, was also sucking. There was still some wine left. She tasted a little, but she fell down from the drunk."

Dry wine can directly get drunk for those who are used to high alcohol. Zheng Qing's method of strengthening the wine will not be too high, forty or fifty degrees. Even so, it is not something that she, a person who is used to low alcohol, can bear it. It is reasonable to get drunk. Chen Wanrong exclaimed: "You can try it yourself, which is certainly amazing, but some things will change. If one is not good, it will be poisoned and may be killed. Don't try it in the future."

In the history of chemistry, chemists have lost their lives to try synthetics. Sweet mercury is an example, and this matter must be warned.

It can be understood as both a reminder and a care. Zheng Qing was extremely helpful and nodded gently: "I know, Brother Chen! Thank you!"

Now that I care about Zheng Qing so much, my daughter will definitely be very happy. Zheng Jianqiu was joking with her beard.

Zheng Qing sighed and said with regret: "It's a pity that there is no way to make more spirits, otherwise it can alleviate the pain of many people."

Chen Wanrong smiled and told her good news: "In a few days, I can make this kind of wine."

"Really?" Zheng Qing stared at the boss with a pair of wonderful eyes and looked at Chen Wanrong, and was surprised: "Brother Chen, you are so awesome! This wine can relieve the pain of many people."

The Tang Dynasty did not have disinfectant such as alcohol, iodine, and hydrogen peroxide. If you are injured, you usually wash it with hot water or salt water. The effect is naturally not as good as modern disinfectant. Zheng Qing was kind-hearted and liked to overflow her eyebrows, as if she had done a great good deed.

After a pause, Zheng Qing added: "Brother Chen, can I see the time I did?" Miaomu looked at Chen Wanrong, looking forward to it.

Is this a matter of saying? Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "If you don't dislike the cumbersomeness, you will be fine."

"Thank you, Brother Chen, I'll go and help my aunt cook." Zheng Qing was happy and wanted to cook a few more dishes for Chen Wanrong to taste.

Looking at Zheng Qing who flew away like a butterfly, Zheng Jianqiu looked relieved, breathed a long sigh of relief, and let go of his worries.

Chen Wanrong accompanied Zheng Jianqiu for a while, and then it was noon, so he was left for a simple meal. After the meal, Zheng Jianqiu wanted to go back. Although Zheng Qing was reluctant to leave, she chose to respect and filial piety between Chen Wanrong and Zheng Jianqiu and went home with Zheng Jianqiu.

After seeing off the father and daughter, Chen Wanrong turned around and could only do sulfuric acid alone. Qing'e was responsible for raising the fire, and Zheng Qing accompanied Chen Wanrong to smash the alum. She did not only work but also did not miss major events in life. What a good arrangement. As soon as Zheng Jianqiu arrived, good things disappeared all of a sudden.

Fortunately, I made a lot of alums and I could do it several times. Chen Wanrong just needed to keep the fire in mind. Sitting on a chair, raising the fire, and stirring it almost, and it was quite easy.

"Wanrong, what are you doing?" Chen Wang came over, stood beside Chen Wanrong, and started asking for advice.

Chen Wanrong was adding firewood to the stove cave, but unexpectedly, Chen Wangshi had a strange look and replied: "If you add firewood, you will be able to add firewood."

Mrs. Chen moved over the chair, sat next to Chen Wanrong, and asked, "Wanrong, how do you think Miss Zheng is?"

Although this was said in a normal tone, it seemed to be casually said, but Chen Wanrong was extremely alert and immediately tasted the alternative taste. He asked without answering, "Mom, what are you asking about this?"

"Mom, Miss Zheng is very interesting to you. If you think it's good, Mom will help you think of a solution." Chen Wang stared at Chen Wanrong and said meaningfully: "Wanrong, Miss Zheng is such a good girl, where are you looking for? Think about it carefully."

Now that it has begun to develop, it is in the "confidential stage" and cannot be disclosed, Chen Wanrong hurriedly rejected: "Mom, why do you think so? She just helps me with work, there is no other meaning."

Chen Wangshi pursed her lips and looked at Chen Wanrong: "Wanrong, your face is still so tender? Mom is a veteran, so how could she not see it? Even your Mugeda dad can see it, and she asked me to find Shuo to talk to you."

As long as Zheng Qing is not looking at me, Chen Wanrong still refuses to admit his feelings: "Mom, don't think too much. I don't have to do anything about it. She is a daughter's family, but her reputation is damaged."

Mrs. Chen could no longer hold it back, and laughed out loud, pointed at Chen Wanrong, and said happily: "Wanrong, you are not bad. Now I love my wife and consider it for Miss Zheng."

This kind of thing can only be published naturally. The fact that a few words or poems in the novel can be handled with a wife is too exaggerated. Chen Wanrong said with great affirmation: "Mom, where are you thinking about? Isn't it good to be friends?"

"Wanrong, since this is not the case, my mother will tell Miss Zheng that she will not come to our house in the future. Our Wanrong has long been interested in it, but it is not her!" Chen Wangshi stood up and looked at Chen Wanrong, smiling.

She was doing a show and testing Chen Wanrong's reaction. Chen Wanrong would not be fooled and said with a smile: "Mom, go and talk. Do you want me to invite her for you?" The last sentence was a joke.

Chen Wangshi knew that he had the heart to see through Chen Wanrong, and frowned: "Mom, change the way, mom, invite a matchmaker, and go to Zheng's house to propose marriage while Mr. Zheng is at home. Where is your father, I will ask him to come over to discuss the proposal. Old man!"

"Wife, what's your name?" Chen Laoshi's voice came from afar.

As a mother, Chen Wangshi would never say that Chen Wanrong didn’t have Zheng Qing’s words in his heart, and he might not be able to do it when he helped propose marriage. If he really wanted to make this public now, he would be fine. As a big man, he would always have to be a bit thicker in his face. Zheng Qing’s daughter’s family was completely unprepared and she didn’t know what she was ashamed. After all, this was a matter between two people, and she had to discuss it. Zheng Qing’s opinions should be sought. Only by respecting each other can we stay together for a lifetime.

"Dad, have the kettle ready?" Chen Wanrong looked at Chen Laoshi who was rushing towards him and took the lead in taking over the topic.

When Chen Wangshi knew that Chen Wanrong had surrendered, she smiled very happily and said, "Yes, your movements are so slow, Wanrong is waiting to use them. You, a father, don't worry, and you can't help with anything. Do you really exhaust Wanrong?"

"Then I'll go and work harder!" The two of them had a secret battle. Chen Laoshi didn't realize that he could not make the kettle and was dissatisfied, so he turned around.
Chapter completed!