Ding Zhao said with a smile, "These things are used by nobles, and my father doesn't understand them very well." If you want me to say, what kind of incense do men use, wash their bodies with soap, and there is a smell of soap horn is the best.

"Well, I vaguely remember hearing my husband say that ambergris is the most persistent and the rarest. Agarwood smells the best, and you can also carve prayer beads or ornaments. And honey fat incense has both, and it is the most expensive incense. The best of these three kinds of incense are all sold for two or two dollars. ”

Zhang smiled, "In the embroidery workshop in the capital, I also listened to a few gossip. A female family member of an official family said that the family got a few dollars of honey and butter, and her mother-in-law's baby was like something, and it must be used for the New Year. ”

The honey fat fragrance on the chicken head peak must be the best.

Lilac was careful and her liver was beating wildly, and she still had to pretend to be calm.

As soon as she got home, Lilac jumped down in a hurry, and Zhang hugged her tightly and handed it to Ding Lichun, who had already gotten out of the car.

Lilac ran to Feifei and took it into her arms, letting her little head dig under her armpit.

Feifei "cooed", and it was uncomfortable.

Heiwa excitedly arched Lilac's back.

Now that the sun has set, Lilac is still pestering her eldest brother to take Feifei to take a walk around the mountain.

To give Feifei benefits, but also to let it remember this home.

Ding Lichun pulled Feifei again, carried the cloves on his back, and took Ding Liren and Heiwa to the mountain.

A few people, an eagle and a dog played until the sun set, and there were only a few traces of red glow left in the sky before going home.

On the way home, Lilac tirelessly chattered to Feifei, "Go home, go home......"

Feifei must be familiar with the word "homecoming".

After eating, Ding Xiang asked Ding Zhao to pass the scale, forty-two catties were softer. Take two more catties of honey fat wood, forty-four catties. There should be no problem with this kind of weight, but it's hard to say more.

Take less at a time and go more often. Of course, it would be better if Feifei could come back with honey fat by himself.

Before going to bed, Lilac read the description of honey butter in the book again, and then took out the purple gourd, looked at it, and smelled it. She still thinks that the very distinctive purple gourd should be unusual.

Zhang Jinshi heard from the people in the medical hall that the half of the Ganoderma lucidum sold by the Ding family was sold by the shopkeeper for 1,000 taels of silver, and Dr. Jin even quarreled with him.

Although Ding Zhao and Ding Xiang were not angry, they couldn't do anything, who made their family wait for money at that time. This time, I got honey butter, I must figure out the market, and it is best to let my father and eldest brother take it to the capital or Jiangnan to sell it.

Lilac guesses that the Jitou Peak should have been formed by the earth's crust after tens of millions of years of change and extrusion, and the dead tree and honey butter incense were plants before the change of Jitou Peak, that is, prehistoric plants.

The apple tree won't be around that long, and I don't know which bird will hold the apple seeds in the only bit of soil and take root. Due to the special soil quality, the apple variety......

I do have an extremely prosperous personality, and the fragrance attracted Feifei over, and I dreamed of that place again, and took her there.

Lilac was silly for a long time before hiding the purple gourd and blowing out the oil lamp.

The starlight outside the window shone in through the window paper, and she vaguely saw Feifei looking at her gently.

Lilac jumped in the room for a while, sweating a little, and there was a faint fragrance everywhere.

"Goo-goo."

Feifei screamed happily, and his big wings were still spreading.

Lilac lay on the couch, hugged Feifei's little head, and said softly, "Feifei, good baby, you want to take your sister to your house again......"

The last treasure exploration was to save grandpa and this family, and this treasure exploration is to kill money......

and self-suggested, it's not that he doesn't want to die, Feifei is so smart, his life is good, and he will go home safely.

However, we will have to wait until Ding Lichun leaves.

Ding Lichun, who had practiced martial arts, was deaf and clear-sighted, and he couldn't let him hear the movement. There is also Ding Zhao, he must be allowed to drink a little more wine and sleep soundly.

Except for Ding Zhaojue, everyone else in the family slept well. Especially Yang Hu, who did a day of physical work, couldn't wake up from thunder.

It is also necessary to use these days to lose weight, eat less, move more, and make preparations.

He repeatedly emphasized a few key words and actions with Feifei. Like, fly, there, stop, go home......

I haven't said Jitou Peak for the time being, in Feifei's current cognition, red apple is synonymous with Jitou Peak, and I'm afraid it will be more confusing if it's complicated.

The next day there was a light rain.

The autumn rain is pouring down, and the temperature drops sharply.

Lilac is anxious in her heart, the colder she wears, the heavier her weight, and the honey fat she takes will be reduced accordingly.

In the morning, Ding Lichun saw that Ding Xiang still wanted to go to the mountain to train Feifei, so he didn't take her there, but took Feifei up the mountain to play for a long time.

At the end of the fifth day of September, Ding Lichun said goodbye to his family and went to the dart game again. Now he is not an apprentice, and if he does not bet, he will rest every Friday.

Most dart masters spend most of their time at home waiting for tasks when they don't bet, and Ding Lichun wants to learn martial arts from Qian Dahu and must stay in the dart game.

Today the sun is shining, the temperature is a little warmer, and Lilac wants to go to Jitou Peak again at night.

Lilac asked Yang Hu to weigh her again, forty and five pounds, and the weight loss was fruitful, and she lost a little and a half pounds in a few days.

When Zhang heard that his daughter had lost weight, he was very distressed, and he held her face and said, "My face is smaller." Your lord didn't see it, otherwise he would have scolded us for treating our daughter badly. ”

Lilac pouted, "I don't blame my mother, it's because I don't have a good appetite these days and don't want to eat." ”

When Shen Shi, Yang Hu's family went into the kitchen to cook dinner, and Lilac followed.

"Aunt Yang, what do you eat at night?"

"Today I bought two pork bones to make Xiangxiang's favorite corn radish bone broth. Stir-fry a garlic sprout bean curd, fried white siad in oil residue, boiled peanuts left over from yesterday, and pancakes. ”

Lilac said, "My father is very hard to make iron, and then fry a leek egg and give my father wine to eat." ”

What Yang Hu's family did to cook was ordered by Zhang. If the three boys ordered, she would definitely have to ask Zhang for instructions first. But Lilac ordered, and the words were so good, she not only wouldn't blame her as the master, but would also be happy.

She smiled, "Xiangxiang is so filial, okay, I'll fry another scrambled egg with leeks." ”

When dinner was served, Yang Hu's family said Lilac's words again, which made Ding Zhao very happy.

"It's still my daughter who feels sorry for me, and my father wants to drink two more cups today."

Lilac diligently sandwiched the dishes to Ding Zhao, and poured the nice words out into a basket, so happy that Ding Zhao drank five more cups of wine.

After eating, Ding Zhao couldn't rest, and Ding Xiang pestered him to talk about historical figures.

Ding Zhao is especially willing to show his knowledge in front of his daughter, and he is talking about the historical celebrities he knows. Especially Zhuge Liang, Zhou Yu, Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, and Zhang Fei in "Three Kingdoms......

As soon as he drank too much, his voice became louder, and Ding Liren, who worked hard in the house, had to plug his ears. Thinking about it, my sister is indeed my father's intimate little padded jacket, and I have said those words more than a hundred times, but my sister is still so popular.

Thinking of this, he was a little ashamed, and quickly took off the hand that blocked his ear.

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