Not far from the mountain, there is a small bamboo forest, Zhou Qi picked a root from the bamboo forest, rolled up his sleeves, and waved a firewood knife.

After about dozens of cuts, the bamboo slowly fell.

Removing the branches on the bamboo, Zhou Qi carried the bamboo pole and prepared to go down the mountain, and inadvertently skimmed a few new bamboo shoots that had just sprouted not far away.

Now it's time to add food.

At the foot of the mountain, the village woman who was doing the laundry had just finished washing her clothes, and when she saw Zhou Qi really cut down a bamboo, she laughed for a while.

There was a sharp look at Zhou Qi who also tied a package with his clothes, and asked, "What are you?" ”

"Bamboo shoots, don't you eat them?"

Zhou Qi generously unfolded the package and replied with a smile.

"What are you doing with this?" The village woman was a little surprised.

"This thing is astringent and hard, and it doesn't taste good."

Zhou Qi was stunned, she was talking about the same thing?

"It's not tasty, you won't do it."

Hearing Zhou Qi's answer, the village women laughed again.

In the early years of famine, they did not cook this bamboo shoot, so they naturally knew the taste, and now the conditions are slightly better, and no one eats this bamboo shoot anymore.

Besides, Zhou Qi, an idle reader, what kind of delicious food can he make?

"Will you make it for me later?"

A man named Aunt Wang came over and looked at him with a thief smile on her face.

This Aunt Wang is well-known for her gluttony in the village, her family is a pig raiser, and the economy is naturally more active, and she is willing to buy and taste any fresh food.

It was a coincidence, he was worried about where to get some pig bristles, and he happened to have an umbrella when it rained, so he immediately agreed.

"Okay, I'll take it home for you later."

When she got home, Zhao Cuihua had already gone out to dig wild vegetables, and Su Ling was bored counting ants at home.

Originally, she also wanted to go with her, but Zhao Cuihua said that there was no reason for the bride to work on the first day, so she asked her to stay at home and wait for Zhou Qi to come back.

"Lang Jun, you're back."

Su Ling saw him enter the door and ran over briskly.

"Are you hungry?" Zhou Qi unloaded the package and bamboo, looked up and asked.

Anyway, he was hungry, and the bowl of gruel was not full, and he walked and worked for a while, and now his stomach was empty, and he was very uncomfortable.

Su Ling was a little embarrassed, blushed and lowered his head, and replied in a low voice, "Hmm!" ”

"Wait, I'll get you something to eat." After speaking, Zhou Qi took two bamboo shoots and went to the stove room.

It didn't take long for a plate of vegetarian fried bamboo shoots to be ready.

Su Ling tasted it, the bamboo shoots without any condiments were not delicious, but they were still crisp and tender, so he smiled and said, "It's delicious." ”

But I didn't eat a few bites, and I cried again.

Zhou Qi suddenly realized that she was originally a thousand gold, and she had never eaten anything delicious, but she married into this poor clanging family, and she couldn't eat enough.

She's just an eighteen-year-old girl.

When I think of this, I can't help but feel sour.

"You've been wronged."

"Not aggrieved."

Su Ling hurriedly shook his head, looked at Zhou Qi with a pair of teary eyes, and tried to explain: "This bamboo shoot is really delicious, I haven't eaten bamboo shoots, I don't know it has such a taste......

Su Ling's explanation did not alleviate the sourness in Zhou Qi's heart.

Like an old father, he reached out and touched her head, and whispered comfortingly: "Believe me, I won't make you hungry again, and the days to come will be fine." ”

After packing up his emotions and filling his stomach with three times and five divided by two, Zhou Qi went to Aunt Wang's house with a small plate that was divided earlier.

Go to Aunt Wang's house.

Aunt Wang was feeding the pigs in the pig shed, and when she saw the bamboo shoots in Zhou Qi's hand, she hurriedly put down the pig food, and without washing her hands, she twisted a piece and ate it in her mouth.

"Huh? What the hell are you doing? It's delicious. With that, Aunt Wang took the plate from Zhou Qi's hand and stuffed it into her mouth one by one.

"I'll teach you how to do it." Zhou Qi put his hands on the fence of the yard and smiled evilly.

"But you've got to do me a favor."

"What? There's no way to borrow money...... "Aunt Wang had already heard about what happened last night, and when she thought that Zhou Qi had to scrape together two taels of silver today, she suddenly became vigilant and didn't even eat bamboo shoots.

As the saying goes, if he really borrows money, he doesn't know when he can pay it back, for a plate of bamboo shoots, but he will lose a lot.

"I want the fur on your pig." Zhou Qi pointed to the pig that had fallen down in the pig shed and said.

Aunt Wang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and continued to eat bamboo shoots.

"What do you want this for?"

"Leave it alone, I want the bristle on the pig's back."

"Okay, it's just eaten and slept, I'll go and pull it off for you." Aunt Wang is also a cheerful person, as long as she is not borrowing money, what is a few hairs?

"Then you'll have to pull me a little more." Zhou Qi saw that Aunt Wang agreed, and he was in a good mood, laughing and joking.

"Too much is not good! If you pull out too much pigskin that hurts it, it will not be able to eat enough and sleep well. After Aunt Wang finished eating the bamboo shoots, put the plate on her plate, and approached the sleeping pig.

"If you want more, make more delicious food, run to me two times in three days, I have a total of three pigs, I pull a little bit of each, and when all of them are pulled, there will be a lot."

"Okay, then you can just pull some for me!"

Not to mention that there is a specialization in the art industry, after a while, Aunt Wang handed over a small handful of pig bristles to Zhou Qi.

also explained to Zhou Qi that she must come back to teach her how to fry this plate of bamboo shoots, and if she has anything fresh to eat in the future, she will bring more to her.

Zhou Qi agreed several times before coming out of Aunt Wang's house.

With the bristles in hand, this thing is done.

He had seen records before that Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty inserted pig bristles into a bone handle to make a toothbrush, which was then imitated by the world, and a good toothbrush was even worth a gold at that time.

Although there are no animal bones now, bamboo and wood are also fine, just practice it.

When he got home, he first found some lime powder, poured water on it in a small basin, and then soaked the pig's bristles in lime water to soften it and remove the smell, and then pounded the bamboo pole.

To make a toothbrush, it's actually quite simple.

Just make the bamboo into thick bamboo pieces about 10cm long and 1cm wide, then make two rows of small holes at the top of the bamboo chips, smooth out the soaked pig bristles, and then fix the small handfuls of bristles on the small holes with needles and threads, and trim them neatly.

Fortunately, the original owner's father also did some work before his death, and the tools he should have at home are not troublesome.

Su Ling saw that he was sawing and splitting, and knew that he couldn't help, so he kept watching.

Until he saw Zhou Qi clumsily wearing a needle, he hurriedly took it from his hand.

She can't do other jobs, but she can still do needlework.

Under the guidance of Zhou Qi, a simple toothbrush soon came out.

In addition to the fact that the mane was not soaked for long enough, it was still a little hard and smelly, Zhou Qi was very satisfied with this simple toothbrush, although it was not as good as later generations, but it was enough to make do.

"Lang Jun, this little thing is very novel, what is it?" Su Ling looked at the newly made toothbrush, a little curious.

"It's a toothbrush, and we can use it to clean our teeth in the future."

"It's amazing, Lang Jun, how did you come up with it?" Su Ling's eyes lit up, and the eyes that looked at him became even brighter.

"Little things, little things......"

Being praised by her like this, Zhou Qi touched his nose a little embarrassed, this is not something he came up with, this is all the wisdom of the ancients.

"Let's make a few more, and I'll take them to the city later for some silver."

"Is this toothbrush worth the money? How much silver can I exchange? Su Ling asked again, looking at the lack of materials, can a few toothbrushes be worth two taels of silver?

"Let's see how it works."