After all, this person doesn't look like a hot and hot person.

Fu Minglai hummed lightly, and suddenly spoke, "By the way, I looked through all of Uncle Liang's medical books, but I didn't find Chiguang Grass." ”

Qin Min smiled and said softly: "After all, all medicinal herbs cannot be entered in medical books, that Chiguang Grass is not a common medicinal herb, it is not widely used, and not many people know about it, and it is normal to not find it in the book." ”

Fu Minglai knew that the medical records were limited, so he didn't doubt her words.

It's just that he didn't find the herbs she said, so he rummaged through Uncle Liang's medical books, so couldn't she say more?

Fu Minglai stood there and did not speak.

A trace of doubt flashed in Qin Min's heart, and he was about to leave.

Her mind flashed, and she suddenly reacted, and bent her lips and said softly: "I didn't expect you to go out of your way to flip through the book, you have a heart." ”

Fu Minglai was liked, so he nodded his head flatly, hugged Fu Mingyi, who was sleeping soundly, and turned back to her own thatched house.

Qin Min looked at his back, his eyes were slightly deep.

Unexpectedly, Fu Minglai also went to check the book, it seems that next time he wants to break it off, he will have to change another excuse.

When Qin Min returned to the thatched house, he passed by the thatched hut.

It's been a long time since the meal was served, and the stove in the thatched hut was not only not extinguished, but it was still burning brightly, and even another stove that was usually idle was on fire.

Except for the sick number and Fu Minglai, almost everyone was here, busy chopping wood and boiling salt.

A man turned his back to the stove, didn't notice a large piece of rock salt on the ground, and stepped on it.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Min immediately trotted into the thatched hut and quickly tore the man away.

The water in the iron pot was bubbling.

If he fell into the boiling water, he would have to boil himself out if he didn't boil himself.

Liang Bo can't move now, she is about to become a healer in this thatched house, and she doesn't want to increase her workload.

Qin Min looked at the big boy with a beautiful face, and sighed lightly: "It's better to be careful, Mingyi just got up, don't just fall down." ”

This person often feeds Fu Mingyi and helps her do rehabilitation training, and should be the person who takes care of Fu Mingyi the most besides her and Fu Minglai.

The man almost cooked himself, nodded again and again, and said embarrassedly: "Thank you, little lady, I will be careful." ”

Seeing this, the others hurriedly pushed the person aside, "Gao Zexia, don't come to the stove, let's go and break the rock salt." ”

Gao Zexia had to pick up a wooden basin with a large piece of sturdy rock salt, and squatted in a corner of the thatched hut like a little pitiful.

Clattering bare hands to break the rock salt.

Qin Min was about to leave, but was instantly stunned.

There is a sense of unreality as if watching people tear people with their bare hands.

The hardness of this rock salt is more than 2 on the Mohs scale, which is as hard as a human fingernail, but what a crushed slag!

Qin Min looked at Gao Zexia, who looked relaxed, and then looked at the rock salt that had been broken into powder, feeling that he might not have woken up.

Others came to crush the rock salt to dissolve it.

Gao Zexia worked hard for a while, and then made a full pot, clasped the edge of the basin with one hand, and handed it over.

The man held the bottom of the basin with both hands, and then took the heavy wooden basin.

Qin Min walked up to Gao Zexia's side, swallowed his saliva, and said in surprise: "Gao Zexia, have you always had such strength?" ”

Gao Zexia smiled shyly, and crushed the rock salt with both hands like pinching tofu, "Maybe it's a little bigger than ordinary people." ”

Qin Min felt that he was not even as good as an ordinary person, and said curiously: "Then you and Fu Minglai, who has more strength?" ”

Fu Minglai is the person she knows the most powerful, and she should be able to crush these rock salts, so she doesn't know who is easier.

Gao Zexia pinched all the rock salt in the basin into slag, and thought for a while, "If the head doesn't move seriously, I can win one or two times out of ten." ”

Qin Min, "......"

Is that what it means to be a head?

The people crushed the rock salt and dissolved it in water to make salt brine.

Pour the salt brine into the iron pot and simmer slowly.

The water is burned to evaporate, and the water level of the iron pot is constantly decreasing.

The fine salt in the salt brine is precipitated and attached to the edge of the iron pot, which can be scraped off and put into the salt jar for use.

After scraping the fine salt, continue to add salt brine, repeat the low heat and simmer as before to produce more fine salt.

The salt jar was quickly filled.

Someone brought several wooden boxes that looked like bricks, and there was a lid with a handle on the wooden box.

Fill the wooden box with the boiled fine salt, close the lid, and press the handle to press the fine salt tightly.

The salt should be pressed very tightly, squeeze out all the air in the middle, make it into pieces of salt bricks, and put it in a cool and dry place.

In this way, it can be stored for a long time, and it is also convenient when you want to use it, and you can just break it up.

Pieces of salt bricks were quickly erected.

Qin Min thought that in the memory of the original owner, the Liu family also had half of this salt brick, because of the high price of salt, that half of the salt brick was almost regarded as a treasure.

Liang Dawei only returned to the thatched hut at this time, and when he saw Qin Min, he couldn't help but say, "Ah, little lady, why are you here?" ”

Qin Min said softly: "Just passed by, come over and see, where have you been?" ”

Liang Dawei lowered his voice, "I went to Sun Chengyi's side." ”

The others stopped their hands and looked at Liang Dawei, "Is he okay?" ”

Liang Dawei shook his head with a calm face.

He heard a whimper outside the door, and he didn't go in.

Since growing up together, it is the first time he has heard Sun Chengyi crying.

After suffering such a big disaster, my heart must be very bitter, and it is good to cry, at least I feel more comfortable when I cry.

Someone threw a spatula, "I'll go see him." ”

Liang Dawei shook his head, "Don't go, let him be alone." ”

The others were originally happy that Fu Mingyi could walk.

Now that he knew that Sun Chengyi's leg was bad, he lost his smile, didn't speak anymore, and silently continued to boil salt.

The atmosphere in the thatched hut was oppressive and heavy.

Qin Min coughed lightly and said, "His leg can get better, but he needs to recuperate for a while." ”

With a "clang", the big iron spoon fell into the iron pot.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at Qin Min in disbelief.

"Yes...... But it's that big...... Big tree, if you smash your body, won't you smash your legs? ”

Gao Zexia couldn't say a smooth word excitedly, and his fingers compared the size of a big tree.

Qin Min thought for a moment, "That tree isn't that big." ”

If she really smashes her legs, she won't be able to return to the sky.

Liang Dawei held his breath, "Little lady, is what you said true?" ”

Qin Min nodded.

Everyone was immediately excited.

Qin Min saw that one of the iron pots was almost dry, and there were white salt grains on the side of the pot, and he was about to open his mouth to remind.

Gao Zexia noticed, put down the rock salt in his hand, walked quickly to the stove, picked up the iron spoon, and prepared to scrape out the salt grains first, and then add salt brine.

As a result, as soon as the iron spoon was placed in the pot, there was a "click" and a hole was knocked out of the bottom of the pot.

(End of chapter)