"You're sitting here. Leng Xiaoxi said angrily, threw the beef and mutton into his arms, asked a few passers-by, and finally found a blacksmith shop on the side of the road in the depths of the alley.

Walking into the blacksmith shop, the blacksmith master had been busy all day, sitting there smoking a dry tobacco pouch, and the little apprentice was preparing to put out the fire.

"Shopkeeper, I want to make an oven that is so long and so wide. Leng Xiaoxi painted for a long time, and the shopkeeper didn't know why, so she said anxiously: "The shopkeeper, do you have a pen and paper?"

The little apprentice took out a pen and paper from the house, and Leng Xiaoxi crouched on the shelf of the blacksmith shop to draw the details.

Ji Boming waited for a while, seeing that it was getting darker and darker, Leng Xiaoxi didn't come out for a long time, and finally couldn't rest assured, so he came in angrily.

When I entered the door, I was surprised to see Leng Xiaoxi holding a pen in his hand and drawing seriously. This girl can actually write and draw, it seems that he really underestimated this girl.

When Leng Xiaoxi saw Ji Boming coming in, he understood his intentions, and saw that his gaze was less sharp and more hot.

"According to the diagram I have drawn, you must make it so long and so wide, and you must have a grate in the iron furnace. Leng Xiaoxi drew the picture and handed it to the blacksmith master.

The blacksmith looked at the drawings drawn by Leng Xiaoxi ignorantly, nodding his head and being curious. How can this long thing be a stove, what is the use of such a stove, can it be used for firewood for cooking?

Leng Xiaoxi naturally ignored the blacksmith master's curious look, "Master, please work overtime tonight, I'll come over to get it as soon as it dawns tomorrow, this is the salary." Leng Xiaoxi put down the twenty yuan to the shopkeeper and turned around.

Ji Boming hugged the beef and mutton and followed behind her.

In a rice shop that bought rice, Leng Xiaoxi looked at the white rice and white noodles, and her eyes were very hot, but she still asked for five catties of brown rice, five catties of fine cornmeal, and two catties of soybean oil.

Although she had silver in her hand, she was reluctant to spend it.

In modern times, she often eats kebabs, but she can do it herself, she really hasn't done it, tomorrow I really don't know the meat skewers she sells, the people here recognize it or not, can they make money, looking at the beef and mutton in Ji Boming's hand, Xiaoxi's heart is really bottomless.

Carrying five catties of brown rice, five catties of fine cornmeal, and two catties of soybean oil, Leng Xiaoxi came out of the rice shop, looked up and saw the Renhetang pharmacy next to the rice shop, raised his hand and touched her twisted and awkward face, and walked in.

In modern times, Leng Xiaoxi and her grandfather also learned a little bit of traditional Chinese medicine, and when she was in school, the teacher also taught the basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, so she knew a little about the pharmacology and efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine, especially acupuncture.

Leng Xiaoxi bought whole scorpions and gastrodia, and bought a pack of silver needles for acupuncture, and these expenses alone used her nearly a tael of silver.

In modern times, this ordinary medicinal material is so expensive in ancient times, and Xiao Xi has five taels of silver in his hand, and now there are less than four taels left.

Ji Boming was surprised when he saw the pack of silver needles Leng Xiaoxi was holding in his hand, "What are you buying this silver needle for?"

"Isn't this nonsense? This silver needle can sew quilts? Of course, it's used to cure diseases. Leng Xiaoxi hugged these things and said.

Ji Boming was annoyed when he saw Leng Xiaoxi like this, but he still reached out and took everything from Leng Xiaoxi's arms.

"Your legs are not good, I'll take the things. Leng Xiaoxi said.

"There are men here, why don't you women do it. ”

When Leng Xiaoxi saw Ji Boming like this, his anger disappeared all of a sudden.

At this time, a wind blew, and it was getting dark, "Let's go! It's going to rain, and the sheets washed at home are still hanging outside!" Ji Boming's reminder, Leng Xiaoxi suddenly became anxious.

If it really rains and gets wet with the sheets, do you have to sleep with a pile of torn cotton wool tonight?