Aunt Li breathed a sigh of relief, not because of anything else, Aunt Li has been afraid of these unexplained overtures over the years.

Of course, it is usually men who show favor to orphans and widows, but in the face of Song Lingyue, Aunt Li did not easily let off her guard.

"Aunt Li is a smart person." Song Lingyue smiled slightly, "Let's hurry up and eat, and wait until we finish eating to use medicine." My medicine is more domineering, so it should not be taken before meals. ”

"Mother, I'll feed you." Xiangling brought the rice porridge over, "It's already cool at this time, just enough to eat." Sister Lingyue is really careful, and she also prepared side dishes, I just tasted a little delicious. ”

"It tastes good." Aunt Li took a bite of the thick porridge that Xiangling brought to her mouth and nodded, "Miss Lingyue is really capable, Xiangling wants to learn more from your sister Lingyue." ”

Xiangling responded with a smile and fed Aunt Li carefully.

After about a stick of incense, Xiangling took out the thick black medicinal juice and fed it to Aunt Li in one mouthful.

Xiangling watched Aunt Li's face gradually return to ruddy, not as pale as before, and the heart that had been hanging was also put down.

After Aunt Li drank Song Lingyue's medicine, she immediately felt that the pain in her waist had become smaller, and she kept praising Song Lingyue's medicine for its miraculous effect.

In addition, Song Lingyue sent a coarse salt hot compress package to Aunt Li, and the back pain got better a lot faster.

Within three days, Aunt Li was already able to get out of bed and walk around, but she still felt pain after standing for a long time.

These days, Song Lingyue has made the meals of the two families and sent them over, but the work of boiling the medicine was given to Xiangling.

Aunt Li saw everything in her eyes, and was very moved by Song Lingyue's enthusiasm, plus after drinking Song Lingyue's medicine, her back pain and knee pain were indeed relieved a lot, and she was silently thinking in her heart that when she could go out to make money, she would definitely help Song Lingyue publicize it in the market.

Aunt Li drank medicine for seven days, and every day Xiangling helped with hot compresses and massages, and her back pain quickly improved.

Song Lingyue hoped that Aunt Li could drink medicine for a few more days to consolidate it, and stop going to the market to sell sugar cakes so soon, but Aunt Li said nothing.

"I'm in good shape." Ignoring Song Lingyue and Xiangling's obstruction, Aunt Li got up and went to the kitchen to make osmanthus sugar paste, and said with a smile: "I think my body is much faster, and it is better than before." ”

"Mother!" Xiangling's eyes were full of worry, "Your back pain is just right, leave the kneading work to me." ”

"But you're too small to rub it." Aunt Li didn't worry about handing over such an important guy to Xiangling.

"Aunt Li, you can leave it to Xiangling. You can't push your waist too hard, and standing for a long time is also not good for your waist strain. Song Lingyue stepped forward and pressed Aunt Li on the stool and sat down.

Aunt Li struggled to get up, but Song Lingyue pressed her shoulders and didn't allow her to get up.

Song Lingyue advised: "If you get sick again, Xiangling should be uncomfortable again." Besides, in the past few days, I have thought of a way that may alleviate the difficulties of you and Xiangling, but I don't know if it is feasible. ”

Song Lingyue originally wanted Aunt Li to give up making osmanthus sugar cakes, but if she gave up Aunt Li and had no other skills, how could she and Xiangling survive?

Song Lingyue wanted Xiangling to come to the pharmacy to help, but now she was still too busy to take care of herself, and there was no way to help Xiangling.

However, Song Lingyue is a modern person in the end, so she naturally has her own ideas.

Song Lingyue thought of the kitchen machine that everyone who loves baking in modern life will be planted, and the kitchen machine is used to knead the dough, which is fast and convenient, which greatly reduces the burden of kneading the dough.

So Song Lingyue thought of whether she could bring out the kneading function of the kitchen machine alone, so that Aunt Li would not have to work hard to knead the dough, and Xiangling could also operate it alone.

Aunt Li only needs to help Xiangling check the taste and heat.

After Song Lingyue had this idea, she began to study how to make a simple kneading machine.

The first thing that came to her mind was the manual meat grinder she had bought on a treasure before, which used the rotating centrifugal force to crush pieces of meat into a puree.

Since you can churn the meat pieces with a blade, can you knead the dough without a blade and change it to an arc shape like a kitchen machine? In order to test Song Lingyue's idea, Song Lingyue went to the blacksmith shop and asked the blacksmith to hit four strange hooks to come out, but don't have sharp angles on the hooks, for fear of scratching people.

He also asked the carpenter to modify a wooden barrel, first cutting the barrel into two semicircles, and then cutting a circular hole in one of them, so that the head of the hook could be stretched out, and then bent so that it could be turned by hand.

Song Lingyue has tested, one hook is not strong enough, three hooks can stir the flour more evenly, and the dough is easier to form blocks.

So he asked the blacksmiths to weld the three hooks together, and they couldn't destroy the structure of the barrel, but they made it difficult for the blacksmiths.

The finished product made out of the bathroom looks a little weird, and I don't know what kind of weapon I thought it was.

"Try to see if the manual dough mixer I invented is any better." Song Lingyue motioned for Xiangling to start the demonstration, and Xiangling tightened the rice noodles and water into the wooden barrel, and then began to turn the handle that leaked outside.

"This, this...... Are you guys messing around? Aunt Li felt sorry for those white rice noodles that were thrown into the wooden barrel like this, and they were directly mixed with water, and they couldn't save it.

Xiangling wasn't sure if the weird-looking thing Song Lingyue had created could be reconciled, but according to what Song Lingyue said, she kept turning the exposed handle with her hands, feeling like she was operating a stone mill for a single person.

After a while, Xiangling felt that the resistance under her hand seemed to be increasing, and she had to hold down the lid of the barrel to barely turn the handle.

"Xiangling opened it and took a look." Song Lingyue saw that Xiangling was getting more and more difficult, so she asked Xiangling to open the lid.

Xiangling obediently opened the lid, thinking that the inside of the wooden barrel must be terrible, full of rice noodles and dough that might be stirred together.

After opening it, Xiangling was a little surprised, these rice noodles had been fully mixed with water to form a kneaded dough, but it was a little difficult to tear off if it stuck to the three hooks.

Then there are a lot of small pieces of noodles left on the barrel, which must be rubbed off little by little, which is a bit troublesome.

Xiangling took out the dough kneaded from the wooden barrel and showed it to Aunt Li: "Mother, look at it, this is the dough I kneaded with that strange thing." ”

Aunt Li stretched out her head and pinched the dough with her hand, "It's a little soft, but if you knead it for a while, it should be tough, and the speed is quite fast, I need at least a stick of incense to knead it myself to this extent, Xiangling, you can knead it like this with that strange thing half a pillar of incense, it's very good." ”

Xiangling also nodded: "Yes, it's just that the stirring is a little sore in the arm, and the resistance behind is too great, I can't even stir it anymore." ”

Xiangling shook her wrist and whispered with her willow eyebrows. Song Lingyue frowned, holding her cheeks in her hands, thinking about how to improve it, it was indeed a bit too hard to use so much manpower.

Maybe you can find a way to add a drive to this simple mixer, such as pressing the rules and so on, so that it can rotate on its own, so that it can be faster with manpower.

However, Song Lingyue only dared to think about this kind of thought, she was not a learner, and she knew that making this kind of thing was not something she could do in ancient times.

However, with it, Xiangling can help her mother knead her dough. It may still need to be reworked, but it's a lot easier than kneading the dough yourself! Xiangling is still very satisfied with this strange thing invented by Song Lingyue.

Aunt Li also nodded again and again: "Miss Lingyue is really smart, she can come up with such a way to help me and Xiangling reduce a lot of labor." ”

Song Lingyue was embarrassed to be praised by Aunt Li for drinking Xiangling, and she just wanted to say that it was a modern kitchen machine that you have never seen, so it is really labor-saving, fast and good, and you can make bread and steamed buns directly by taking it out.

"It's good to be usable, this thing is just a whim." Song Lingyue smiled at Aunt Li's mother and daughter, and then looked at the wooden barrel in Xiangling's hand in a daze.

If this principle really works, then can she try to make the bucket bigger and make something else?

If a simple kneader can do this, is it possible to draw inferences from this principle to make a simple washing machine?

Isn't the working principle of the washing machine to keep stirring and rotating left and right, and using the laundry detergent with the impact of the upper water flow to clean the clothes?

Although there were not so many industrial laundry detergents in ancient times, there were bath beans.

Song Lingyue can make a relatively large wooden barrel, apply external force on the wooden barrel to make the wooden barrel rotate, drive the water and dirty clothes inside, add some clean pebbles, imitate the laundry hammer to hit the stolen goods on the fabric, and the simple semi-automatic washing machine will not appear in front of her!

The more Song Lingyue thought about it, the more excited she became, and she couldn't wait to experiment now to see if her 'semi-automatic' washing machine could succeed.

If it can be done, there will be no need to be so painful to wash clothes in the future, and if it can be promoted again, women will no longer have to worry about washing clothes in the future.

But now is not the time to think about this, and if you want to make these things, you need money to rely on.

Let's keep her pharmacy busy first. Song Lingyue thought so and suppressed the thoughts in her heart for the time being.

With the help of Song Lingyue's whimsical kneading machine, it was much easier for Aunt Li to make sugar cakes, and Aunt Li was naturally grateful to Song Lingyue, and gave Song Lingyue a dime of silver as a reward.

Song Lingyue took the silver without delay, after all, this was the income of her labor, and there was nothing uncomfortable.

After a few more days, Song Lingyue's custom-made signboard had been sent and hung high.

Song Lingyue picked an auspicious day and set off two firecrackers to open the business, but it has been open for nearly two or three days, but not a single guest from Baoning Hall has come to the door, and even the patient Song Lingyue has not seen a few.