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Chapter 27 Preparing the Molotov cocktail

The chef sent most of the people back to the kitchen to continue working. He called a handyman who brought firewood to the stove and asked him to do as the eldest lady had just instructed. I didn't touch my hands at all, but I still washed my hands honestly, and I even washed the tongs with water several times.

The rat poison and the paper containing the medicine were quickly washed away by a large amount of water, and even if the sewage was discharged outside and licked by a cat or dog, it would not have been poisoned to death.

"Since they can't wait for me to die, I won't eat breakfast. I'll leave when you guys are almost done with breakfast. Pay attention to yourselves. Did that servant girl take the medicine bag into the kitchen? We dare not bet on that medicine powder. Will it leak out of the paper bag, remember to go back and clean the kitchen thoroughly."

"Okay, if someone asks us, we will say that there are many varieties for breakfast. The eldest lady ate snacks without porridge, and we can't knead the medicinal powder into the dough." The chef replied with a sullen face. None of them could bear the consequences, and he was a little nervous now, so anxious that he wanted to turn off the fire and clean the kitchen immediately, otherwise, if there was an emergency with the masters, no one in the kitchen would be able to escape.

"Okay, just think about the reasons yourself." Qi Ke didn't interfere with this. She knew that everyone has their own way of survival, so she shouldn't be a layman.

When Qi Ke turned around and wanted to go back to the hut to rest for a while, his eyes fell on a pile of wine jars in the corner.

"What wine are those? Spirits?"

"Those are empty wine jars. The finished wine jars are piled here. When the wine shop comes to deliver the wine, their guys will bring these empty jars back."

"Is there a small wine jar? It's best if you can hold it." There were piles of wine in the corner, and Qi Ke felt that this body might not be able to hold an empty jar for too long.

"There are some, some are used at the dinner table. It's not big. It holds about half a catty of wine."

"Bring it to me to see, the material doesn't have to be too good, and the pottery one is fine."

"Then let the eldest lady take it for our servants."

The chef was going to pick up the exquisite porcelain wine bottle, but after hearing what the eldest lady said, he turned around and went to another room. When he came out again, he was holding two black pottery wine bottles in his hands.

Qi Ke took it over and weighed it with his hands, and immediately understood that half a catty was almost eight taels.

"This is good, how many more? Give me four."

The chef immediately brought two more.

Qi Ke took the four wine bottles, entered the hut for rest, bolted the door from the inside, and entered the space, found ninety-five-purity alcohol for the outdoor alcohol stove, and poured half of the four wine bottles one by one. Bottle, half-roll bandage cut four sections and twisted into a rope-like shape, soaked with alcohol, inserted into the wine bottle, and tucked the lighter into the narrow sleeve.

Molotov cocktails are ready.

Because he didn't dare to eat the food in the kitchen outside, Qi Ke didn't rush out, washed his hands leisurely, warmed up a bowl of porridge for himself, and ate half full with a little pickled cucumber and fermented bean curd. Seduced by the sweet rice porridge, Jin'er surged into his heart, his appetite was so large that every pore in his body was clamoring to eat more and more.

Qi Ke tried his best to restrain his soaring appetite. He didn't have time to wash the bowl, so he took two slices of bread and rolled onto the sofa to digest food. .

(End of this chapter)