Chu Anruo plans to shoot salt to know his mother.

The preparation of salt Zhimu is actually very simple, that is, to remove the roots of Zhimu, wash and remove the mud, soak it in water to soften, scrape off the skin, and then slice it. Since it is salted, there is no need to dry it. Then take the Jingzhi mother piece, put it in a frying container, heat it with a simmer, fry it until it changes color, spray salt water, fry it dry, and take it out to cool. Sift away the debris.

But the theory looks simple, and it is not the same thing when it is really concocted, not to mention anything else, just the grasp of the heat is not something that can be grasped accurately by just one person. Similarly, fur removal is also a technical work, and the bamboo basket collision is a very traditional dehairing technique, but the real masters use knives, which require strong knife work.

At this moment, Jin Hua and the others were all wide-eyed in surprise, they saw their sister An Ruo using their knife to peel the apple, skillfully and quickly, the skin of the mother was removed, and the technique of flipping and flicking was beautiful and dazzling.

Especially stunned, it was Banxia who came back today. He held Xiao Yulan and stood by the door, his eyes fell on Chu Anruo's hand for a while, and fell on Chu Anruo's face for a while. I don't know what the ten-year-old boy is thinking, but his eyes are bright.

"Banxia, you go and help me find the milk crockpot to be washed!" As soon as Chu Anruo looked up, he saw Banxia, and ordered with a smile.

"What a hassle!" Banxia muttered, shouting, "Don't spoil the milk medicine!" On the other hand, he handed Xiao Yulan into Yinhua's hands.

"Brother, why are you red?" Yinhua asked.

Banxia didn't answer, but quickly ran to the next door to find a crockpot.

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Wang Guihua will only go home after the sun goes down, but this time she has not gained much. Only some moss covers the bottom.

Before Wang Guihua put down the basket, Jinhua and Yinhua couldn't wait to pull Wang Guihua into the house.

They pointed out to Wang Guihua as if Chu Anruo's concocted confidant mother was offering treasures.

"Milk, look, Sister An Ruo can also shoot pieces!" Jinhua's tone was filled with adoration and joy.

Wang Guihua saw the concocted Zhimu tablets of Jinhua Yinhua's fingers, and opened her mouth in surprise, she didn't know how to concoct Zhimu, but she had seen the concocted Zhimu, the Zhimu in front of her was thin and uniform, the color was dark yellow, and there were no scorched spots, and she knew that it was very good at a glance.

"Ruonan, did you really do it?" Wang Guihua put down the basket and stepped forward to squeeze Chu Anruo's hand.

Her An Ruozhen is really a person with great ability.

Chu Anruo didn't shirk either, she nodded, "Milk, didn't I say it, I learned a lot of medical skills and herbs from a master when I was away!" ”

"Yes, yes, my Ruonan is capable!" Wang Guihua actually cried, and she was happy in her heart.

"Milk, my sister also taught me a lot of useful things for knowing my mother!" Jin Hua said again, "My sister said that it can clear the lungs on the top, cool the stomach in the middle, and diarrhea the kidney fire on the bottom." "Jinhua also remembers this.

“…… With skullcap, it will relieve lung fire; With gypsum, it clears the stomach and heat; With cork, it will diarrhea kidney fire. It can not only clear the heat, but also reduce the deficiency of heat, but its effect of nourishing yin and generating jin is weak, used for yin deficiency and internal heat, lung deficiency cough and thirst and other symptoms, must be compatible with yin-nourishing medicine, in order to play its role! Banxia on the side whispered down what Chu Anruo had said.

The next day, Wang Guihua and Chu Anruo went down the mountain together, Wang Guihua's family did not have the conditions for storing Zhimu tablets for a long time, so they had to go to the town to collect medicinal materials and sell the concocted Zhimu tablets. At the same time, Chu Anruo also needed to buy some more things for women, and he also had to look at the money in the bank card.

When she met someone along the way, Wang Guihua would push Chu Anruo forward, proudly introduce who she was, and never forget Chu Anruo's ability: My Nannan can concoct raw medicinal materials, and I can also see a doctor, my Yulan Nannan Hospital can't see it well, and my Nannan will be optimistic in a few clicks.

Naturally, everyone doesn't believe it very much, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, where would she have such ability. But everyone gave Wang Guihua face, but the villagers were not, so they all praised Wang Guihua for being blessed.

Wang Guihua is beautiful all the way.

When they arrived in the town, they first went to sell their mothers, and the eyes of those who collected the medicine were also bright when they saw the tablets of their mothers taken out by Wang Guihua.

"Osmanthus woman, who got this!? The mother of this concoction may not be able to catch up with the master of the pharmaceutical factory! ”

"It's my family's own handmade!" Wang Guihua proudly pushed Chu Anruo forward.

The middle-aged man who received the medicine glanced at Chu Anruo, who was still a little girl, with a delicate appearance, looking at Wen Wen's temperament, he was really wearing more, and the cotton jacket he wore in winter wrapped his arms and legs tightly.

Where was the person who received the medicine willing to believe Wang Guihua's words, but Wang Guihua was unwilling to tell the truth, so he smiled and said politely, "The little girl is amazing!" ”。

After taking the money and coming out of the place where the medicinal herbs were collected, Chu Anruo and Wang Guihua went to the shop opposite.

Chu Anruo bought some things that had to be used, such as the eldest aunt's towel. Then I went to the store next door to see the clothes. Last time, she didn't buy clothes after buying stone needles, and at that time, Wang Guihua was also concerned about Xiao Yulan's condition, and thought that the heat in the mountains was slow, and it was slow. But now that April is running to the bottom, May is coming, not to mention the skirt for the time being, this thinner shirt and trousers must be prepared.

After Chu Anruo entered the store, Wang Guihua and the shopkeeper recommended this and that set. Chu Anruo has white skin, a slender body, and no piece of clothing that she can't hold.

These clothes are really not beautiful in Chu Anruo's eyes, such rough textures and handiwork were not worn by the maids around her before.

But now she is no longer a noble person in that place, she is no longer the concubine of King Chuhe, and she is no longer a celebrity in front of the queen mother.

She is Chu Anruo, who is an orphan. It is the free and easy Chu Anruo. It's Chu Anruo, who can still breathe.

"I want to try this!" Chu Anruo pointed to a set of medium-sleeved long skirts in tender yellow, she couldn't accept transparent ultra-short dresses, but she had the heart to try to break through. For example, she is willing to accept a certain amount of exposed arms and a small calf.

When Chu Anruo, who had changed her skirt, walked out from behind the changing curtain, Wang Guihua's tears of laughter came out, she was happy, her An Nan had become such a beautiful girl.

Chu Anruo stood in front of the mirror and quietly looked at the "self" in the mirror, the person in the mirror was not Chu Anruo's original appearance, but the person in the mirror was young and peaceful, and he was still very beautiful, and the person in the mirror was her Chu Anruo from now on.

The corners of Chu Anruo's lips gradually curled, she is alive and will continue to live in this place, brightly.