Just like Su Qingluan said, as the fruit was gradually heated and collapsed, the casserole, which was originally a little crowded, was visibly empty to the naked eye.

"You can add raw fruits in moderation one after another, and be careful not to add too much at once." Su Qingluan watched the vacant space in the pot slowly grow, and reminded beside him.

Wild fruits contain a lot of juice, which can also ensure that the casserole will not be mushy without excessive heat.

However, because the jam becomes more viscous and heavy as the water evaporates, it is better to stir more diligently to prevent excess water residue due to uneven heating of the bottom and paste.

Boiling these jams is a very time-consuming and patient thing, and by the time the "spices" group has sifted the spices three times, and Liu Yunniang and her brother have already finished washing the dishes and chopsticks. At this time, Su Qingluan saw that those who were boiling jam were gradually entering the end of boiling.

At this time, the jam has taken on a dull red color that is almost black in the dim candlelight, and it is able to hang a thick layer of rice spatula without dripping.

Su Qingluan nodded: "This jam is almost hot, the next thing is to wait for them to cool slowly, and now you can extinguish the fire in the stove - oh yes, don't forget to cover the lid to prevent dust from falling." ”

Although she had already been advised, Su Qingluan was still on the second floor where everyone was going, but she finally confirmed that the porcelain jar containing the spices had a lid and was placed in a place that was not easy to touch; All stoves are completely off, and even the pots on top are covered.

When Su Qingluan went upstairs, the gong that the first time the husband played the watch began to come from outside, reminding him that "the weather is dry and dry, be careful of the fire candle".

I recalled that I vaguely mentioned in my previous life that the third watch was equivalent to eleven o'clock in the evening. So even if it's a little more than a little bit more than three years away now, it won't be too long.

Su Qingluan couldn't help but sigh: If it was in the previous life, not to mention that the evening life had just begun, at least there was still some time before falling asleep.

But now it's already "more than half of the night", which is really incredible.

Upstairs, although it is said that everyone wants to make a living and sleep in the Chase shop, but men and women are not kissed, even if everyone is just a countryman, there is no such attention as the high-ranking families, but it is still necessary to hang a curtain between the men's shop and the women's shop - although it is a temporary bed sheet to make up the number.

The conditions of the bedding here are average, but one of the advantages of so many people huddled together is that they can make human heaters for each other.

Soon, there was a flurry of snoring all around.

Su Qingluan in the Dark: Sleeping ...... Can't sleep......

Although the conditions of the Su family are not such a rich family, since the crossing, even when the conditions at home are the most constrained, Su Qingluan has occupied a room by himself.

Although Liu Yunniang has slept in the same room with her since two days ago, Liu Yunniang sleeps very well, not snoring or talking in her sleep.

But now......

The sound of snoring, grinding teeth, and unexplained dreams is incessant, coupled with the occasional burst of the aura of reincarnation of the five grains, which is both an auditory and a sense of smell......

Su Qingluan felt that in a sense, a small choir could be formed here.

Ay...... I have to sigh that even if I crossed the school dormitory or the public ward where I lived when I was sick, it was not so exaggerated.

However, to say that Su Qingluan's sleep quality is not bad now, and her young and healthy body has not caused problems such as neurasthenia and insomnia. Because of this, although the sound in the whole room "came and went", Su Qingluan slowly fell asleep.

However, she never expected that not long after falling asleep, a crisp gong sound and the rhythmic beating of bangzi woke her up from her dream.

After settling down, Su Qingluan felt his heart as if it was about to jump out of his throat, and reacted: It was the husband who was patrolling the night.

However, even Huaxi Village has a guard to patrol the night, and Su Guangfu is almost every month except for rain and snow, and he has to take a shift.

But in her impression, although the sound of the husband patrolling the night could be faintly heard after dark, was it so disturbing?

But soon, Su Qingluan understood the reason: although Huaxi Village also patrols at night, the husband only patrols the field roads between the villages, and there is a yard and a fence between each house.

What's more, the front of Su Qingluan's house is a hall, and the bedroom where he sleeps is in the back, even if the night patrol husband passes by the path in front of the yard, but because the distance is relatively long, Su Qingluan's sleep is not affected much.

But the shop where Su Qingluan is located is different.

It was also said before that this shop is located on the best commercial street in the whole town, that is to say, the shops on this trip are all facing the street.

Although the street has the obvious advantage of a large number of customers as a shop, it is very unsuitable as a place to live, and the most obvious point is that whether there are officers and soldiers patrolling on the street or a man walking by, it will be heard more clearly.

In particular, the sound of the gong hitting the eardrum made people feel as if their brains were shaking.

"But this night patrol gong and bangzi just rang like this, and it will pass immediately......" Su Qingluan muttered to comfort herself.

Anyway, gather at noon tomorrow, you can sleep lazily, anyway, there is no plaque outside this shop, no one will come in, anyway......

Su Qingluan thought so, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Before her consciousness fell into complete darkness, Su Qingluan wondered if she had forgotten something, but she was too sleepy and had no clue, so she fell asleep again.

Then soon, Su Qingluan knew what he had forgotten.

As we all know, in ancient times, there was no wall clock or sitting clock to tell the time, and when the city gate was opened, someone had to complete the work of telling the time.

Although the city drum is to be sounded on the castle tower when the market opens, the person who is notified to beat the drum is the husband. The husband struck a gong from the street, and when he heard it at the city gate, he began to beat the drum—not only three or five times, but in batches for a long time.

The sound of the drum came far away, although Su Qingluan couldn't hear it in Huaxi Village, but every time he came to the town with his father and mother to set up a stall, Su Qingluan felt that he heard the sound of drums when he was far away from the city gate, but when a few people packed up the things and started trading, the drum did not stop.

Su Qingluan was curious about how many drums there were when he first heard the drum, and then gave up.

However, when he heard it up close in a half-asleep state, Su Qingluan felt for the first time that the opening drum was really noisy! And it's the kind of noise that goes on endlessly!