Shui Qing followed Shui Butterfly back to Mao's room, and brought in some butterflies along the way, but fortunately, the roof of the old-fashioned house was high, and dozens of butterflies scurrying around the house did not feel crowded. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yingzi and Shui Qing looked at Die'er without blinking, waiting for their daughter to say something. Die'er looked at Mao, Mao looked at her, what did she say? I could only repeat what I had said to Shui Qing in the bamboo shed.

"Finished?" Yingzi Road.

"It's over." Die'er also replied simply.

Shui Qing spread her hands helplessly, saying that she knew so much, and after answering Yingzi, Die'er began to mumble to Mao. Yingzi is very helpless, who calls his daughter from the moment she can speak, the idea is very right. As the saying goes, three years old looks old, this baby has a distinct personality when she is less than a year old, knows what she wants, and once she decides something, she must do it.

Just started to practice calligraphy, every day the fingers are swollen like a big shallot, Yingzi is distressed and tears are shed, and I don't know why this child's determination is so big, just gritted his teeth and persevered, and the continuous cocoons faded and continued to grow, and now there is only a thin layer between the fingers.

Since then, Yingzi has known that this baby has a very high heart, and she and Shui Qing will definitely not be able to restrain her, and she will be recognized as growing up freely. It wasn't until Shui Qing revealed some of Mao's experiences to her that she was more relieved.

Seeing the rise of the two chatting, he and Shui Qing couldn't help much, so he lifted his sleeves and motioned for him to go out with him first.

"In the future, we will not talk about our family's affairs outside, and if we don't understand it, others will think that our butterfly is a demon." Yingzi whispered to Shui Qing.

Shui Qing nodded in agreement, in fact, she was muttering in her heart, this daughter is really too demonic, whose baby can make such a big move at the age of three? Immediately quickly dispelled the thought, this is called a genius, it is his own blessing, thinking of this, his back straightened up. There is a daughter in the family, and she will not change her money!

He smirked at Yingzi, and went to dig lotus root again with a basket. It's getting colder and colder, and Yingzi feels really distressed, but when she thinks that even the three-year-old Die'er and Xiaolu are fighting for this little family, remember to boil a pot of ginger water and keep it for him to take a bath later.

Die'er looked at the weather, in fact, she was also anxious, it was about to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the weather was cold day by day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, worried that Shui Qing's body would not be able to stand it. Even if the lotus root is harvested in the village, the price will rise a lot due to the weather, so stock up a batch before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and then sell it at a good price.

Including lotus seeds, the flowering period is getting shorter and shorter, if they are made into dried lotus seeds, the taste of sugar water will be much worse later, so at the same time as harvesting lotus roots, lotus seeds should also be stored in a batch, at least enough until next year.

While discussing the issue of making incense with Mao, his mind was also planning these things, and how much money would be needed to turn it over.

"Butterfly, what do you want? Did you hear what I said? Mao pulled his smooth little face.

"Huh? What the? I was distracted. "Die'er saw that she was being bullied, and she rubbed and rubbed in Mao's arms. The faint lotus fragrance on Mao's body made Die'er never get tired of smelling it, but became more attached.

"I said, if you want to cure incense, you have to see how much this flower can be purified after purification, and then you can calculate the yield, as well as the scale of raising flowers, are you sure you want to make pollen and sell it?" Mao asked.

"Whoever said I was going to sell it, I made it for my family. is such a tiring work, so I can't bear to work hard for my grandmother. "Die'er is excited, this misunderstanding is too deep.

"Oh, I thought you were going to make money from this? I also wanted to say that the old woman would reappear in her old age, but she was beaten back by the butterfly girl before she started. Mao smiled.

"I can't bear to let my grandmother go out of the mountain, you are the treasure of our family, and you can't move easily." Butterfly quipped.

Hahahaha, the two of them were giggling and laughing in the room, accompanied by butterflies flying, Mao's good mood was almost flying.

After playing for a while, Mao taught the butterfly how to pick petals, preserve them, and how to refine them. In fact, the simplest is to make dried flowers and put them into sachets, and in ancient times, many women used sachets to express their love to their favorite men. This method of making incense is the simplest, but it is also the most widely used.

What Mao taught Die'er was a more elaborate and complex method of making incense, which is said to have been taught to her by Mao's great-grandmother. According to legend, the ancestors were also a family of incense makers, and then gradually evolved into a scholarly family, but the culture of burning incense has been well inherited, but there are few people who know how to make incense, and they are too bored to dislike it, and only Mao's persistence is very good.

A series of handicrafts such as picking petals at what flowering period, how to select honey, boiling honey, sealing, cellaring incense, pressing, etc., can only be made by himself when Mao's legs improve slightly.

Because of the purity of the floral fragrance this time, Mao had a bold idea, and usually added some high-quality spices such as agarwood and sandalwood to the incense. This altar of incense is ready to use nothing, just use the purest petals to refine, to see what kind of incense will come out of the altar, not only the butterfly is looking forward to it, but the Mao family is even more looking forward to it.

If only there was such pure lotus nectar in the space, wouldn't the incense made in this way be of better quality? Die'er sighed in her heart. Thinking of this, it seems necessary to ask Shui Qing to inquire about who is a beekeeper near the village, and whether he can brew a box of lotus nectar for himself. The feasibility is a bit low, but Die'er's idea is that as long as you have an idea, you can try it, and maybe it will be successful.

After the discussion, Die'er left a bowl of lotus in Mao's room, and the others moved back to the bamboo shed and began to pick lotus flowers.

After the kitchen, Die'er revealed the idea of adding petals to dessert to Yingzi, she was also very interested, and asked Die'er to send her some petals to see how to make a sweeter snack.

Die'er went back and immediately sent Yingzi a small dustpan of lotus petals, and the delicate Yingzi was reluctant to start. The two little babies stayed in the bamboo shed for another afternoon, and they were not willing to come out until Yingzi urged them three times and asked them four times.

For dinner, Yingzi didn't dare to make meat dishes, so she had to pick some in the vegetable garden planted by Butterfly behind, stir-fry, cold dressing, and soup, and everyone was happy to eat.

Lying in bed at night, Yingzi couldn't help but tell Shui Qing about the worries in her heart: "Butterfly doesn't eat meat anymore, and Xiao Lu doesn't use chopsticks for meat behind her." Do you think they're malnourished? Tomorrow I will go to the town to bring potted flowers to the old man, and see that the big vat in his yard is not as good as what our little green grows, and by the way, ask him if he will be okay. ”

If these words were heard by the ancients, they would probably die of depression. Xiaolu has been raising lotus professionally for thousands of years, and no matter how carefully I serve it, I can't compare to others. What's more, in your eyes, your own daughter must be the best, hum ~~~~~ cat girl also agreed, covering her mouth and sneaking away, so as not to be beaten by Shui Qing later.

ps: Thank you for the reward of still water flowing deep & sweet, the cat girl continues to work hard ~~~~