The more precious the Chinese herbal medicine is, the more delicate it is. Ji Xinyao said she picked it, but she was very careful when picking it, not daring to hurt any roots.
The two adults squatted in the soil and pulled the soil out little by little.
In order to prevent Song Zilian from getting sunburned, the servants at home even stood aside to hold an umbrella for him.
After digging out one root, Ji Xinyao pointed to another herb.
It took them an entire afternoon to dig out all the Chinese herbs Ji Xinyao needed, and they were sweating profusely from exhaustion.
Because it is a delicate job, I don’t dare to ask others to help.
The two of them washed their hands at the sink next to the medicine garden.
"It can't be washed clean." Song Zilian looked at the dirt trapped in his fingerprints. He washed it several times, but it was still brown.
Ji Xinyao blocked the absorption drain, held his hand and soaked it in the water.
"Dirty things will condense on the surface of the skin for too long and need to be soaked to wash them off."
She was like teaching a child, Song Zilian's palm was so big that it could even wrap her hand.
Song Zilian looked at him silently, with a slight smile on his lips. He liked her instinctive kindness to him, and deliberately squeezed her fingers gently.
Ji Xinyao didn't pay much attention to it, just treating it as a sudden neurological reflex.
After soaking for a while, she squeezed out the hand sanitizer, gave the excess to him, and washed her hands again.
"What are you using these medicines for?" Song Zilian never asked Ji Xinyao.
"Let me take a bath for you. The combination of these medicines will be very good for your skin. Although it cannot cure the root cause, it can reduce some damage and enhance immunity." Ji Xinyao said as she began to clean the herbs.
She thought for a moment and then asked, "Although Song Mansion is an old building, there should have been a bathtub or something like that when you lived there before, right? Such delicate herbs won't last long. If not, we have to hurry up."
Changed location."
Song Zilian stretched out his hand and pointed outside the flower wall with winding vines, "Does that count?"
Only then did Ji Xinyao notice that there was a small pool in the center of the garden, as big as a hot spring pool.
"A fish farmer?"
"The baths used by ancient people could be heated, but it seems that they haven't been used for decades. They had to burn firewood underneath."
"You can ask someone to put cold water in it first to see if it will leak. If it doesn't leak, you can use it."
Song Zilian quickly had someone clean it up and put the water in to test.
No leaks.
After all, it belongs to a wealthy family, and it has been well preserved after so many years.
"Would you be shy if someone watched you taking a bath?" Ji Xinyao suddenly asked him.
Song Zilian's earlobes were slightly red.
"You don't think so."
Ji Xinyao raised her hand, "You don't want me to be your maid, helping you add firewood and boil water, do you? I don't want it."
After saying that, she handed the medicinal materials in her hand to the servant.
"First boil these medicinal materials in 1000 ml of water for an hour, then put the medicine and water into the pool. The water temperature in the pool should not be too hot. Just fix it at 40 to 45 degrees. Soak for two hours, and then call me.
, you prepare the moxibustion tools, and I will detoxify him."
"Okay, I understand." the servant replied.
Ji Xinyao turned around and walked towards the house.
Song Zilian also followed.
"It will take a while for them to prepare. Why don't I accompany you to visit other places?"
"I don't want to watch anymore. I've been pulling grass all day and I'm tired." Ji Xinyao put her hands on her waist and just wanted to find a place to rest quickly.
"Then I will arrange a room for you to rest?"
"Okay, the bed needs to be soft, the quilt needs to be thick, and the air conditioning needs to be sufficient."
Song Zilian mustered up the courage and took Ji Xinyao's hand directly, "Follow me."
The room he arranged for Ji Xinyao was on the first floor. It was in a secluded corner. The interior was still decorated in the retro style of the Republic of China, with complicated crystal lamps, leather sofas, dark brown furniture, and the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were closed. , very magnificent.
There is even a gramophone on the bedside table, which adds to the atmosphere.
"This mattress and quilt are the same as yours. Touch it and see if you can get used to it." Song Zilian said to Ji Xinyao as if he was asking for credit.
Ji Xinyao glanced at him doubtfully, "You are copying my family."
"Because I sleep very comfortably in your house, I changed all the bedding here."
Ji Xinyao quickly hugged herself, "Isn't this your room?"
If that's the case, why did Song Zilian think that there was something wrong in bringing him here?
Song Zilian quickly waved his hand, "No, I don't live here. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see it. What I mean here is the entire Song Mansion."
Ji Xinyao did a rough calculation and found that there were at least more than a hundred rooms in the Song mansion, and her bedding set alone cost 50,000 yuan. The Song family was truly a chaebol.
"Okay, I'll take a nap and bring me dinner later. You don't have to wake me up."
"It's going to be cold." Song Zilian said worriedly, "How about you wake up and let the servants do it now."
Ji Xinyao didn't want to trouble anyone, "I can eat cold food."
"Okay, you rest first."
Song Zilian exited the room, and Ji Xinyao also lay down on the bed peacefully and fell asleep.
Today, she was exhausted from riding horses and collecting herbs.
And Gou Zhizhi had already been taken to the Song Mansion's "Treasure Hall" and "Famous Painting Hall" by the butler Simon "knowingly", and it was so obvious that Gou Zhizhi had not closed her mouth all afternoon.
Even during dinner, Simon and Gou Zhizhi chatted about art. After the chat, he continued to ask, "Miss Gou, the Song Mansion actually has the most amazing watch museum. I wonder if you are interested? If you talk about old times, The palace's clock and watch museum is considered the first in China, and the Song family's is definitely the second in China."
Gou Zhizhi liked this rare thing and immediately nodded her head as if pounding garlic.
Simon nodded slightly with satisfaction. In short, as long as Gou Zhizhi is transferred away, he can always create opportunities for his master and Ji Xinyao to be alone.
Ji Xinyao woke up at half past seven in the evening.
She turned on the pull-type crystal light switch, and dinner was already placed in front of her.
I don’t know whose intention it was, but dinner was specially prepared for her to eat cold, such as cold noodles, rice balls, some cold dishes and cold dishes.
There were more than a dozen dishes on the small table. I didn't know what she liked to eat, so I prepared some of them.
The cooks of the Song family were famous chefs invited from various places, and their skills were certainly good. Ji Xinyao ate with satisfaction. She had not eaten much during the day in order to prepare for Gou Zhizhi's rescue, so she made up for it now.
After drinking and eating, Ji Xinyao stood up, stretched, and then opened the curtains.
Only then did she realize that this window had the best view on the first floor. It happened to be facing the Xushui River, and she could see the star-studded antique stilted building built against the mountain on the other side. It was so beautiful.
The floor-to-ceiling windows can be opened, and there is a small platform on the river with railings, a rattan chair, and several pots of flowers planted around it.
Ji Xinyao wanted to enjoy the river breeze, so she stood up and sat on a wicker chair. From this angle, she could see the garden not far away. Song Zilian's back was turned to her, and his arms were supported on the wall of the pool, exposing his solid back muscles.