Mu Qingyun looked at Mo Li with interest: "Xiao Lili, you are really an interesting person. ”

"Stop! Let's talk about your tub! Mo Li raised his hand to stop Mu Qingyun, every time he said something like this, the next thing he was to ask her about the past.

"It's a small glass bath bucket." Mu Qingyun poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mo Li.

"Huh? It's mine? Mu Gongzi, are you mistaken, when did I ask you to buy me a bath bucket! ”

"It was Achu who sent someone to Laizhou County a few days ago to book it, and I just helped bring it back." Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows, "My son told you that Achu is very good to people. ”

"Mm-hmm, so it looks like he's pretty good." Mo Li smiled.

It was almost evening when he returned to the barracks, and Mo Li sent the wild ducks and duck eggs to the kitchen. Lao Qiao frowned and smacked his tongue: "This wild duck is easy to make, braised in braised sauce, soup, and marinated sauce, but this duck egg can't get rid of the fishy smell no matter how you do it." ”

"I'll get this." Mo Li smiled and said, "Brother Ershun, you can help me find a big jar, and give me a bag of coarse salt and a bottle of soju." ”

Ershun, who was teasing the wild duck, put down the branch in his hand and left, and after a while, he brought a potbelly jar, and Lao Qiao helped bring salt and soju.

Mo Li asked Ershun to scrub the jar, put the duck eggs in a wooden basin by himself, wash them, and dry them one by one. Two large bowls were taken, one for shochu and the other for salt.

After everything was ready, Mo Li picked up a duck egg and dipped it in the soju first, and then rolled it in a salt bowl to make sure that the surface of the eggshell was evenly coated with a layer of salt grains, and then put it into the jar.

This was repeated repeatedly, and a basket of duck eggs soon filled most of the jar. Mo Li asked Ershun to help seal the mouth of the altar with wax and put it in a dry and ventilated place under the window, and then nodded with satisfaction: "Okay!" ”

"It's okay so soon?" Ershun scratched his head, "Can you eat it?" ”

Old Qiao waved his hand: "I'm afraid it's going to take some time." ”

"Yes, it's going to take about a month of pickling." Mo Li picked up a thin stick of firewood, scraped some ash from the bottom of the pot, and lightly wrote "11" on the wax skin that had just solidified.

"What do these two verticals mean?" Ershun asked puzzled.

"Oh...... It's just a decoration, nothing special. Mo Li only cared about marking the date, but forgot that people in this era did not understand Arabic numerals, and quickly turned his head to Lao Qiao and said, "Uncle Qiao, can this duck be raised first and not killed?" ”

"Of course," Ershun hurriedly replied, "Does Ah Li want to eat after fattening?" ”

"Murong ...... The general is not in the camp, so let's wait for him to come back. Mo Li smiled.

In the following days, because Murong Chu was not there, Mo Li was much more relaxed, and after participating in the drill every morning, he spent about half an hour to clean up the big tent, and the rest of the time could be arranged by himself. Except for occasionally being caught by Mu Qingyun to help make medicine, she will read books in the big tent most of the time.

In addition to military books, there are only a few history books and travelogues on Murong Chu's bookshelf. Mo Li learned calligraphy from her grandfather when she was a child, and traditional Chinese characters were not difficult for her, and the characters of this era were not much different from traditional Chinese characters, but the complete lack of annotations in classical Chinese seriously affected her reading progress. However, Mo Li still learned a lot about this world from the history books.

In the early morning a month later, the drill had just ended, and Mo Li wanted to wash his face first, but he was dragged to the kitchen by Ershun. "Ah Li, Ah Li, it's been a month." Second, the road is urgent.

"I remember, Brother Ershun." Mo Li shook his head helplessly, opened the wax seal of the jar under the gaze of Lao Qiao and Er Shun, fished out a few duck eggs with salt grains from it, and then closed the lid of the altar again.

Ershun tentatively picked up a duck egg that Mo Li put into the big bowl: "Is it okay to eat it like this?" ”

"It's still raw, so you have to cook it." Mo Li stuffed the large bowl into Ershun's arms, "Wash the salt grains, boil them like boiled eggs, and then soak them in cold water for a while." Brother Ershun worked hard, I'll go back and wash my face first. ”

For breakfast on this day, salted duck eggs became the protagonist. In order to better display the oily egg yolk, Mo Li cut the egg in half, when the yellow and red egg yolk was revealed, she smiled with satisfaction, it is worthy of the original ecological and pollution-free pure natural wild duck egg, the color of the egg yolk is better than the Baiyangdian red duck egg she had eaten in her previous life.

Seeing Huang Chengcheng's oil flowing out, Lao Qiao and Er Shun's eyes widened in surprise. After Lao Qiao tasted it, he smacked his lips and said, "Not only is there no fishy smell, but it is also very delicious." Ershun nodded frequently: "Delicious, delicious!" ”

Mo Li also sent two to Mu Qingyun, "Well, the taste is delicate, the taste is salty and fresh, and the entrance is fresh and fragrant, which is comparable to crab roe." Mu Qingyun commented.

"Really?" Mo Li's eyebrows were full of smiles, "Mu Gongzi, you said that if you sell this to the restaurant, will they want it?" ”

"Is Xiao Lili very short of silver?"

"Of course it's missing!" Mo Li complained, "I haven't even seen a copper plate in the barracks for such a long time, when it comes to silver." If you continue like this, you will be a poor bastard until you die. ”

"Is silver really that important?"

"Maybe it doesn't matter to you rich children, you have lived a life of fine clothes and food since you were a child, and you have never been short of money, where will you know the difficulty of not having money."

Mo Li sighed and continued: "That feeling of precariousness is very bad, always shrouded in hunger, and worrying about whether I will starve to death at any time. So, I'm going to work hard to make money and make myself prosperous. ”

Mu Qingyun snorted and laughed: "Do you live a rich life on salted duck eggs?" ”

"It's just the first step, it's a try." Mo Li said seriously, "I've inquired about it, and there is a big lake twenty miles away from us, and there are many wild ducks there. If there are more ducks, there will naturally be more duck eggs. And almost no one picks up those duck eggs. ”

"Xiao Lili plans to pick it up herself?"

"Of course, it would be good if you could go by yourself, so that the cost would be much lower, and it could almost be regarded as a no-capital transaction. However, I don't have a token, so I can't get out. Mo Li's eyes were full of hope.

"Don't beat Ben Childe's idea." Mu Qingyun said arrogantly, "How can this son go and pick up duck eggs!" ”

"I didn't say you were going to go," Mo Li smiled flatteringly, "I just wanted to borrow a token for it." ”

"Hmph, put your mind away." Mu Qingyun said, "The token is not something that can be borrowed casually, let Achu know that you and I will definitely be dealt with by military law." ”

"It's not that serious...... Mo Li was unwilling, "Murong Chu is not in the barracks, if we don't say it, he won't know about it......"