Chapter 7: Poetry and Wine
"Yikes!" With a bang, Ying was bitten by a small bug, and a red pimple appeared on her neck.
In life, some things are unavoidable. Some people can go without eating meat for the rest of their lives, some people can go without bathing for the rest of their lives, but no one can live without being bitten by mosquitoes. At least I haven't seen it, and the Tang Dynasty people are no exception.
If you are bitten by a mosquito, apply soapy water to the affected area; If you get bitten by a flea, then apply some vinegar; If you are stung by a bee, you must first squeeze the bee sting out of the wound, and then add some rice wine, if you are bitten by a snake, whether it is poisonous or not, whether it can be detoxified, you must make a will when you are sober, if you are bitten by a bear................ (the above is purely a word).
I spat on my fingers, applied it to Ying's pimple, and rubbed it around the affected area a few more times, and it was done.
"Still itchy?"
"It's not itchy, it's just a little painful."
It seems that my saliva has an itch-relieving effect, which is somewhat surprising to me.
"It's good if it's not itchy, it's easy to endure the pain, if it's itchy, it's uncomfortable."
"I don't know what kind of bug it is, it hurts to bite." Ying cried and mourned, rubbing her hands around her neck.
"Did you itch just now?" I asked her.
"It didn't itch just now, it hurt."
"I mean, did you feel itchy in the time between you being bitten and before I spitted you?"
"It's not itchy, it's not itchy in the first place, what's wrong?"
"..............That's right, I just want to make sure, it seems that I wronged the mosquitoes."
After breakfast, Ying went to receive a few female guests who came to visit her. Ying asked me to go back to my room to recuperate, and told me that it was not easy for the male host to receive female guests, and that she was usually the one who went to socialize.
The news of my amnesia had been known throughout the village within a day, and some people who could talk to the Wang family or Wang Xiu's relatives and friends would come to visit to show their concern. But after all, it is gossip news, and its credibility is limited, so I will send my wife and daughter to implement it first. After all, if you go directly to the door to visit the patient, and the person being visited is not sick, it will cause a misunderstanding that can be big or small.
When I saw Ying being bitten by a bug in the morning, an idea popped into my head that I was okay now and could spend a lot of time thinking about it.
Mosquito bites are hard to avoid in summer, and the only difference is the number of bites. If you don't like to take a bath and sweat stinks, it will not only attract mosquitoes, but other small insects will also flock to you. If you can keep it clean and sprinkle yourself with some toilet water, most sensible flying insects will stay away from you, except for a very few brave outlaw Xiaoqiang. And the key to this is the toilet water.
Being in a wealthy family (at least nominally), although it is not easy to pull down your face to make money, it is not impossible to make a small invention to kill time.
Before I came to the Tang Dynasty, I envied the pampered life of the rich until my eyes were red, and I complained more than once why my parents were not corrupt officials and corrupt officials, causing my son to be tired of living expenses. Now, I can finally live a pampered life, but I always want to find something to do. Am I the legendary peerless?
Just one word, more than once, you know I will only use actions to show it.
"Second daughter!" Before I finished speaking, the second daughter had quietly appeared on my side, very ghostly.
"In the future, you should have to make a sound when you walk, and you don't need to show up at the buff, otherwise you will scare others." I am very satisfied with the second daughter, the life secretary. When you need it, she can appear in front of you anytime and anywhere, and accurately complete all kinds of orders you give. And usually, you can barely feel her presence. When she accepts instructions, she doesn't speak, only nods, which I especially like about her, which gives people a pragmatic feeling. I have to admit that although she has only been in contact for 3 days, she has already won my trust and is still a little bit dependent.
"Take the four treasures of the study, young master, I want to compose poems."
The two girls disappeared and appeared, and then the paper, pen, ink, and inkstone were neatly arranged.
"Second daughter, are you literate?" I looked carefully at the little girl who was grinding the ink.
The second daughter nodded.
"Are you literate?"
Nod again.
"Do you know how to draw?"
shake one’s head
"Do you know how to play the piano?"
shake one’s head
"Can you dance?"
shake one’s head
"Will you do the eighth set of radio gymnastics?"
nod
"Are you literate?"
nod
"Can you dance?"
shake one’s head
"Are you literate?"
nod
It seems that the second daughter is really literate. It's not easy to do! I didn't think about writing poetry, I just talked nonsense. But I didn't expect a little girl to be literate, aren't the maids on TV illiterate?
I folded the paper a few times, opened it and looked at the folded line spacing, and I was ready to put pen to paper.
I'll start by writing in block letters: Bezoar. Then asked the second daughter: "Can you understand?" ”
nod
Again, I wrote it in line: musk. "Do you understand?"
nod
And in cursive writing: mint.
nod
Write in Hanyu Pinyin: jinyinhua (honeysuckle) "recognize?" ”
Shake one’s head.
Very good, that's what I want. If she still keeps nodding, I will ask her for her mobile phone number and e-mail.
After writing all the ingredients for making toilet water in Chinese pinyin (I don't have the recipe for flower water, but I still know a few materials.) Generally, there are several main materials indicated on the instructions of the toilet water, and people who often use toilet water can name several of them. As for the proportions of the various materials, we will have to ponder them at a long time in the experiment), I blow dry the ink, fold it, and store it close to me.
"Second daughter, you can't tell others about writing poems."
nod
"Don't tell your wife."
nod
"Do you have alcohol at home?"
nod
"Bring a pot and clean up the pen and ink by the way."
The second daughter disappeared and appeared, a pot of wine.
"Let's go down".
The second daughter disappeared.
To be honest, this girl is not an ordinary good worker, I like it!
If you want to make toilet water, you need alcohol, about 70% concentration, and the pot of wine in front of me obviously can't. I tasted it, between 20~30 degrees.
(Wine culture developed greatly during the Tang Dynasty.) At my time, people were already able to make soju, the prototype of the liquor we often drink now, and although the alcohol content is low, the taste is quite similar to that of modern liquor. )
It doesn't matter what the degree is, the key is these medicinal materials, and when Huiying comes back and asks her to get it, there should be no problem.