The house where Zhang Jinzhi now lives is the only inheritance left by her husband's family.

The place is not too big, but it is enough for her to live as a woman.

"You two come in first, Shui Ya, bring the things to Brother Qin. ”

Zhang Jinzhi took the lead in the house, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, found a headband, and tied all his hair behind his head.

As Qin Fan thought, it was not the first time that Zhou Shuiying had come to Zhang Jinzhi's house, and the relationship between the two of them was very good, almost to the point of saying nothing.

The little girl didn't know where to take out two overalls from the cabinet, the clothes should have been sitting for a long time, and there was an extremely strong smell of mothballs on them.

Zhou Shuiying handed the overcoat to Qin Fan and asked him to wrap it around his clothes.

"Brother Qin, it was a little inconvenient for Sister Jin Zhi to be at home alone before, I will help her occasionally when I am free, you put on this dress first. ”

The clothes were washed and turned white, and I don't know how many people wore them.

When Qin Fan took it, his brows furrowed slightly, the texture of this dress was too rough, it was even harder than denim polished with sandstone.

According to what Zhou Shuiying said, he wrapped the wide robe around his clothes.

Qin Fan had been to this house before, but because he couldn't wipe his face, he didn't go upstairs, and naturally he didn't know that there was a basement under the Zhang family's house.

"You guys go down first, the light on the stairs was broken a few days ago, and it hasn't had time to repair it yet, pay attention when you walk by yourself, don't fall your legs!"

Zhang Jinzhi's shouts came from the basement, and the sound seemed to float from a long distance, making people feel ethereal.

Qin Fan protected Zhou Shuiying behind him, and the two of them stuck to the wall of the basement of the Zhang family, going down one ladder after another, and finally arrived in the basement after a delay of almost three minutes.

As early as when he came down, Qin Fan was sensitive to the strong smell of medicinal fragrance in this basement, which had always been the place where Zhang Jinzhi boiled ointment every day.

The lights in the stairwell were broken, but the entire basement was as bright as day.

"Qin Fan, this is where I usually boil the ointment, don't look at this basement, it's not big, and it's not very ventilated, but it's much better than upstairs!"

Zhang Jinzhi raised his eyebrows proudly to make room for the two of them.

This basement can also be called a kitchen, with two large cauldrons on the stove, and the fire in the stove has been extinguished for a long time, but the residual heat still makes the pot pop.

It's not too big, but everything is well organized, except for two cauldrons, and there are many wooden shelves next to it with those air-dried pulp cloths.

The two large wooden barrels that Qin Fan helped bring back were now all carried to the basement by Zhang Jinzhi.

This woman doesn't know where the strength comes from, not only is she quick in her hands, but her business acumen is also incomparable to others.

As soon as he saw Zhang Jinzhi about to take out the pulp cloth in the bucket, Zhou Shuiying hurriedly stepped forward to take a hand.

The cooperation between the two of them is very tacit, and it can even be called seamless, after shaking off the pulp cloth from each other, it is neatly put on the wooden frame.

Under the gravity of the water droplets, the pulp cloth becomes vertical, solid, and looks straight and straight, forming a natural effect without ironing.

"Sister-in-law, do you usually boil ointment in this place, will you not be able to let go of your hands and feet?" Qin Fan asked with a frown.

He turned his head again and looked at the entire basement, feeling that the place was a little cold and cramped.

Probably because the space is not large and the void is not too high, Qin Fan feels that there is a strong sense of oppression in it, and the person seems to be completely fixed inside.

"Yes, this is where I usually boil ointment, how can I not let go of my hands and feet, I am the only woman in the family, and there is no one to talk to, where can I feel that I can't let go. ”

Zhang Jinzhi smiled bitterly, this year is her second year of widowhood.

Although he doesn't look like a fairy, when he was a girl in his mother's village, the people who came to ask for relatives almost broke the threshold.

If it weren't for the flood in their hometown that year, their family's livelihood would have become a problem, and they would not have hurriedly climbed over a dozen mountains and married into Sanshi Village.

"When I first came in, I smelled that the medicinal gas in the basement was very strong, and I am afraid that it would take more than ten years for the medicinal gas to evaporate to form this smell. ”

Thinking about it, Qin Fan raised his head and looked at the ceiling in the basement.

It was pitch black, I don't know how much medicine had been steamed, it was originally an unpainted cement color, and after transpiration, the color of the ceiling became darker.

"Yes, your kid is really like a god, their Zhang family has been boiling medicine in the basement for fear that others will find out about this ancestral recipe, and I also felt suspicious when I got married, if it weren't for later......... I'm afraid this recipe is going to be lost. ”

Zhang Jinzhi stretched out her hand and wiped her hair, although she was a widow and had a bad reputation, she got a bargain in the end.

The residual heat in the stove kept boiling the contents of the pot, and even through the iron lid, you could hear the sound of those hot bubbles on the top.

Puff, puff, it's endless.

"Sister Jin Zhi, anyway, Brother Qin is not an outsider now, you can quickly show him the puree you boiled. ”

Zhou Shuiying, who was standing on the side, was arranging the pulp cloth with her hands, and seeing Qin Fan's brows furrowed tightly, she looked thoughtful, so she hurriedly interrupted and brought the topic to the next direction.

"That's right, I came here today to watch the ointment, I'm stupid, I almost forgot to greet you, come quickly!"

Zhang Jinzhi tightened the gown on her body, brought the cotton mask she had prepared to her face, and after carefully covering her mouth and nose, she finally opened the lid of the iron pot.

The rich medicinal qi came to his face in an instant, if it weren't for Qin Fan's tall growth, he would definitely be filled with this hot steam.

Although Zhou Shuiya was not tall, she had been prepared before, and she watched from a distance of three or four steps behind Qin Fan, and did not step forward.

The big iron spoon stirred the puree in the pot vigorously, Qin Fan could see that this should be what it looked like after boiling for more than ten hours, and the soup became rich and mellow, with a lot of energy.

"Boiling ointment is not a simple matter, don't look at the things in this pot, but there are dozens of catties of medicinal materials consumed, just like that, it took more than ten hours to boil and change several tanks of water!"

Zhang Jinzhi sighed, this kind of work is really tiring for her to do it in a woman's family.

But other than that, she couldn't find a good way to make a living.