Knowing the search range and energy consumption of the summoning altar, Shu Hui no longer felt very constrained in the use of energy as before.

Since the active summoning range is only about twenty-seven kilometers, the search function is currently embarrassing. Currently, the main use of altars is to use re-summoning to duplicate items. The cost of replicating items is much lower than expected, and it can be used as a daily function.

For example, the next morning, he asked Yuan Tiangang for a piece of fine rice paper, repeatedly rubbed it to break and soften the long fibers inside, and then used it as a sacrifice for the bark branches found from the firewood house, summoning a whole catty.

Because he's had enough of the primitive life of wiping his ass with leaves! The toilet configuration in Yuan Tiangang's county mansion is actually not low, and even the toilet chips are made of copper, but Shu Hui still insists on using leaves picked from the small garden behind Santang.

You see, this so-called toilet chip thing, it's made of copper. In other words, it's not a disposable apple. Shu Hui lived in the countryside when he was a child in his previous life, and he also used bamboo sticks, but he wouldn't share them with others!

It is said that in the Middle Ages in Europe, hemp rope was used to clean up the residue of the process. What Shu Hui thought at the time was that it would be clean to use a section and cut a section. After experiencing the toilet funding, he was strongly shaken by his original opinion.

Stopping the red fish who wanted to follow up on the toilet to help him wipe his buttocks, Shu Hui took off two sheets from the identical stack of crumpled rice paper in his hand, and handed the rest to her:

"Take it, you and Ao Guang will also use this in the future!" By the way, the air purification effect of the protagonist's aura was turned on, and he stepped into the toilet with a proud face.

Hongyu held the rice paper handed to her by Shu Hui with a blank face, not understanding what Shu Hui meant.

"Could it be that the young master wants me and the guards to use this paper to write letters to the emperor and Niangniang?" Hongyu guessed in his heart: "But after our news is handed over, it will have to be copied by the receiving secret agent, isn't it the same with the same paper......

I looked at the deliberately crumpled paper again, and the gelatinous layer on the surface was broken. Writing on such a piece of paper will make the ink very wide. Hongyu, who couldn't figure it out, decided not to think about it anymore, anyway, it was the same paper used, and the young master told himself that he only needed to do it.

But she soon understood, because there is no distinction between men and women in the toilets these days.

When Shu Hui came out of it refreshed, he didn't bother to turn off the air conditioner, not missing this bit of energy! He dusted off his sleeves and brought a cool breeze, as if he was more proud than he had been before.

He had read a story before, but he probably remembered that there was a very high-status official in a dynasty with 3,000 slaves and maids under his hands, and more than a dozen people waited for him when he went to the toilet, and he had to change his clothes before coming out after going to the toilet. So he is proud every time he goes to the toilet.

Although Shu Hui only has one maid to serve, he uses rice paper to clean himself, and he can't smell the smell at all when he turns on the air conditioner with air purification function. Just ask you, even if the emperor comes, do you say a word of envy?

The jade toilet chip used by the emperor looks bright on the outside, and the actual use experience may not even be comparable to the most inferior bamboo toilet chip. The current emperor has not yet had the luxury of using silk cloth to go to the toilet.

The red fish followed him back to the east wing, and then brought hot water to wipe his face.

Since last night's incident, Shu Hui has decided to face the reality and be a delicate and weak baby honestly. Now he is no longer reckless to wash his face or do anything else on his own.

After enjoying the service of the red fish, he took the guards and maids to the small garden for a while.

This small garden was left by the previous county order, and Yuan Tiangang obviously did not have this Yaxing. It is said that the county took good care of it before, but unfortunately now the county is sick in bed, and it seems that the whole garden is a little depressed.

The flowering period of peonies has passed, and there are still a few chrysanthemums blooming unevenly. In addition to planting some primitive varieties of peonies and chrysanthemums, there are also several kinds of flowers that Shu Hui is familiar with but can't name, probably the parents of some famous flowers in later generations who don't know how many generations.

Among them, there were a few thorny roses that gave Shu Hui a big surprise.

One of them, with its purple-red double petals, exudes a rich rose fragrance that stands out from the roses, which are mostly pink single-petals. It turned out to be a rare spontaneous polyploidy. Shu Hui decided that when he moved into the new mansion today, he would cut a branch with the largest number of petals in the past.

The other plants are of the same species, appear to have been artificially propagated by cuttings, and should have originally come from the same rose. Their pink flowers are larger than those of ordinary roses, and their petals are more hydrated, making them particularly delicate. Shu Hui looked at this petal and wondered if it was a moon season.

Transplant transplant, transplant it all!

However, since there is a second kind of flower that is suspected to be the moon season, Shu Hui pondered that the strategy of this transplantation would have to change.

Because the second rose is somewhat like the moon season, if its multi-year-round and large-petaled characteristics can be passed on to the next generation, then the rose-scented varieties cannot only transplant the polyploidy with double petals.

The correct approach is to use the normal diploid single-petaled purplish-red rose-scented variant of roses and the normal diploid single-petal variant of roses, which has the characteristics of large petals and are suspected to be moon-born, so that it is possible to breed new varieties with both large petals and rose scents.

Then through chemical methods or wait for it to mutate naturally to produce polyploidy, you can get polyploid large petal roses. It may also inherit the multi-yearly characteristics of the second rose.

Of course, cross-breeding directly with polyploid primordial roses should also be carried out at the same time, and it is also possible to directly and successfully breed new varieties of large-petal multi-layered roses, but without reproductive function. However, it is still possible to breed by cuttings.

As long as you have colchicine, you'll be fine! Shu Hui relied on what he had learned from his junior high school textbook and thought quite contentedly.

"Colchicine, that must have been extracted from colchicine. As long as you find colchicum, squeeze some juice out of it first, and then soak the rose seeds to double the chromosomes. ”

There is no need to worry about the concentration, if it is not enough, it can always meet the requirements. Colchicine is an alkaloid that is not that delicate.

But what Shu Hui didn't know was that colchicum, an ornamental flower that could be said to be everywhere in his time, was introduced in the seventies of the twentieth century at the latest. Now if you want to find it, you can only run to the Mediterranean.

Shu Hui, who had a beautiful fantasy, instructed Ao Guang to break some branches from several roses according to his instructions, but Hongyu also volunteered to go up to help - this girl only broke her finger when she broke the second branch, and quickly took it into her mouth and looked at Shu Hui pitifully.

Red Fish: This is purely a habit developed in front of the eldest grandson. Every time there was a little bump, the queen would not blame them for seeing their pitiful expressions, and sometimes she might even give them some medicine or pastries and snacks.

But is Shu Hui such a soft-hearted person?

"Hahaha, it makes you look bad, I want to fold the flowers."

"Do you know that the rose has thorns, what are you touching with thin skin and tender flesh?"

"'Green hurts the thorns in the hand, and the red falls into the intestines', have you heard of it, it's this rose."

Shu Hui smiled wickedly. With his healing aura, although the effect is relatively slow, this small injury can not heal in half a day at all.

But at this time, Ao Guang and Hongyu both looked at him blankly.

"Uh, haven't you heard that poem I read?"

"I haven't heard of it."

It's not surprising if you haven't heard of it, these two people are a guard and a maidservant, how do they look like some cultural people. But this also reminded Shu Hui that he would not drag poems in the future, he didn't come back to be a copyist, is it embarrassing to read some sour poems?

After Ao Guang folded the flower branches, Shu Hui asked the red fish to stay still, and ran behind a cluster of camellias. Redfish thought he was trying to get rid of it, so he didn't pay attention.

When Shu Hui came out from behind the camellia, he held in his hand the two pieces of rice paper that he had summoned from the fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground that he had just familiarly used.

"Take it and wrap it up." Shu Hui still asked Hongyu to hold the flower branch, otherwise Ao Guang didn't hold a weapon in his hand, but what would he look like with a flower.

Hongyu and Ao Guang followed Shu Hui back, and after walking for a short time, they realized that after parting, they came back to their senses: Where did the young master get the paper from.

Ao Guang: "This paper is crumpled, I don't know where it was hidden by the young master." ”

Hongyu: "Aren't these the two pieces of paper that the young master took when he went to the toilet?" He didn't just hide the paper in his pants, he had to hide in a place where no one was there......"

Shu Hui, who thought that he had just the right time to show his magical powers, was still looking forward to becoming more and more mysterious in the eyes of the two. However, the reality is always so ruthless, at this time, in the eyes of the two, he is about to become a little naughty.

Bypassing the three halls, Shu Hui, who was carried by Ao Guang and crossed the door of the inner hall, with a face of "I have already called", happened to meet Yuan Tiangang and others who were going to find him.

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After enjoying the daily dark food, Shu Hui decided that once she moved into the new mansion, she no longer needed to be a guest, so she would have to plan her own food.

Can you imagine that as a Sichuan person, you don't eat spicy? What kind of tricky taste is this? finally made Shu Hui's eyes light up, and sighed that there was already a time to stir-fry at this time, but found that there were no chili peppers in the stir-fry, can this be endured?

But he didn't know that Sichuan cuisine in later generations was spicy, and it was the eating habits brought to Sichuan by the immigrant communities in the Huguang area. The famous Huguang filled Sichuan, because the Sichuan people were almost killed by the Qing army, the remnants of the Ming army, and the local wealthy clans and bandits. At this time, although Kawauchi ate dogwood and mustard greens as spices, it was only a hobby of a small number of people.

At this time, not everyone can enjoy stir-frying because of the need for expensive iron pots. The common cooking tool of the folk is just a casserole and clay pot. In addition, the ancients had an attachment to animal fats that are unimaginable to modern people, because they believed that these fats could make them fat and strong. Well, at least the first half is right.

But Shu Hui has not eaten a meal that suits his taste in the past ten days, and there is one of the most critical factors - that is, Yuan Tiangang deliberately avoided those condiments that Shu Hui was looking forward to. So much so that Shu Hui had the illusion that the cooking technology was too backward and the ingredients were too single at this time. If he doesn't ask, Yuan Tiangang naturally won't say.

Gai is because Yuan Tiangang worships Shu Hui as a god. You don't see, two days before Shu Hui came, there were still people who sacrificed blood and food as tribute.

Therefore, meat and spices such as garlic, coriander (coriander), shallots, mustard seeds, dogwood, and ginger are considered disrespectful to the gods because they emit a body odor or cause discomfort after eating, so they are forbidden to be eaten by monks and pure people, and over time they lose their original cause and are considered to be disrespectful to the gods. Yuan Tiangang deliberately avoided them when preparing Shu Hui's three meals a day.

Even Sichuan's most famous specialty, Sichuan peppercorns, are not good for ghosts and gods because of their extraordinary yang energy in Taoist legends, so Yuan Tiangang told the kitchen not to use it for a few days. As for clove nutmeg and other precious foreign spices, because Shu Hui has had a light diet in recent days, he is also blessed to enjoy it.

So what has Shu Hui eaten these days, you know?

Shu Hui didn't know anything about this, and he was almost desperate about the diet of the Tang Dynasty, and he was ready to die and find a time to study how to improve the taste with the existing ingredients.

Today, the new mansion can be moved in, and the "back door" between the county office and the county office has not yet been opened, and Shu Hui can finally walk out of the gate of the county office to see the world of flowers outside.

rejected Ao Guang's proposal to call a carriage, Shu Hui just wanted to experience the customs of the Tang Dynasty.

Ao Guang carried Shu Hui across the inner hall door, and then passed through the screen door of the second hall and the instrument door of the lobby, and arrived at the school field of the county office. At this time, there were two teams of dull-looking officials shouting and practicing, and Yuan Tiangang beckoned them to catch their heads and asked him to choose a few clever ones to go out with them.

At this time, Shu Hui's eyes were completely attracted by one thing: it was a huge stone disc, about two meters in diameter, lying on a boxy stone altar at an angle. Some words are evenly carved on it, and a sharp copper rod in the middle casts a long projection in the sunlight, which is falling on the edge of one of the segmented fans: "Chen".

That's right, it's an equatorial sundial. And except for being a little less exquisite, it seems to be bigger than what Shu Hui saw in the Forbidden City in his previous life.

Shu Hui touched his chin, the larger the sundial and the longer the sundial needle, the smaller the deviation from the angle reading. Of course, the premise is that the sundial is made so large that the accuracy can keep up.

"System, record the shadow position at this time, start the timer!"

He decided to wait for a closer look at it around the next day, so that he could define the cycle of the two shadows that coincided exactly as twenty-four hours. When the time comes, the system will be able to provide itself with the exact time.

This system does not have the concept of an earth ephemeris at all, but fortunately there is a clock inside, and as long as the proportions are entered, it can be used as a clock. It's quite inconvenient not to have an accurate concept of time, like last night......

Well, if you are disease-free, you must at least live to be about seventy years old in this Datang, right?

Looks like we'll have to figure out a mechanical clock. Shu Hui remembers that the spring originally invented was made of ordinary low-carbon steel quenched in a lead bath, and it relied on the crystalline phase of the soxtenite or the body to obtain excellent elasticity.

If it takes ten years to test it, then find three or four hundred people to test it, and it can be done in ten days.

As long as Li Shimin can be fooled and lame, three or four hundred people are a matter?