Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 27 Carbonization
Song Huan walked through the winding path, still recalling what he overheard from Liang Dayong.

There are three scholars of their generation in the village, one from Lizheng's family and two from Huaishu Fu's family.

There are two common sayings in the folklore that "there is a locust tree in front of the gate, and the official position is about to come", and "there are three locust trees in front of you, and the three princes are here".

The pagoda tree is mentioned in the words, which means that planting a pagoda tree in front of the door will benefit the family when they become officials.

So the village has always been called Huaishu Fu's family.

The Huaishu Fu family had a Tongsheng in the previous generation, and this Tongsheng is a brother of the current head of the Huaishu Fu family.

The head of the household is the elder brother, and Tong Sheng is the younger brother.

After Tong Sheng failed the college entrance examination, he stopped continuing. Instead, he stayed in the village and built a small school.

And since Tongsheng passed away, the Shushu has become the family property of the people surnamed Fu. Maybe when the three children surnamed Fu are successful, they will be used directly to run family studies.

And Fu Yuanzhi was the only son of that Tongsheng.

So far, everyone in the village thought that Fu Yuanzhi had gone to catch the exam.

Song Huan can be sure that the Huaishu Fu family must know whether Fu Yuanzhi has gone or not.

Fu Yuanzhi will appear in the trap, and Song Huan thinks that the Huaishu Fu family has a great motive for committing the crime.

It's just...whether the scholar in the back moved his hands and feet is open to question.

It was still early when Song Huan returned home, probably at the end of Shen Shi.

Song Huan gave the paper to Fu Yuanzhi, and he decided how much Adi used every day.

Song Huan basically didn't interfere with Fu Yuanzhi's teaching. She was afraid of delaying brother when her previous life's ideas collided with her current ideas.

Every era has its own rules. Song Huan doesn't have the courage to challenge. There is only one life, and there is no chance to do it again. In this era, having ideas that are too unrealistic and too advanced will only make Enduring pain by oneself, as well as helplessness and unwillingness.

After eating dinner at night, two bunches of candied haws appeared in front of my brother. My brother was stunned for a moment, and then he screamed excitedly, hugging Song Huan's neck in a childish voice, "Candied haws, candied haws! Ah! Sis, brother is so happy! In my heart, sister is the best!"

Song Huan patted his head and said, "Only eat one a day! It's cold now, so you can keep it for a long time, do you know?"

My younger brother nodded hurriedly, "My younger brother listens to my elder sister!"

Song Huan took advantage of this to make another request, "Only eat in the morning or at noon!"

Brother thought about it and still didn't understand, so he asked, "Why can't you eat it at night? Brother wants to eat it at night."

Song Huan pointed to his teeth, "Brother, if you don't want to eat meat in the future, you can eat it at night."

Brother immediately covered his mouth, shook his head, then let go of his hand and said, "Die eats candied haws in the morning!"

Song Huan rubbed his little head, and smiled like a wolf grandma with malicious intentions, "Good boy~"

At this time Fu Yuanzhi took out the folded clothes.

"Give you."

Song Huan took it in surprise, "So fast?"

Fu Yuanzhi nodded, "You try it on first, and tell me if there is anything that doesn't fit you, and I'll change it."

Song Huan nodded happily and went straight into the room.

Brother waved the candied haws in his hand to Fu Yuanzhi, "Big brother, let's eat candied haws together tomorrow!"

Fu Yuanzhi used to eat candied haws because the hawthorn in it has the effect of promoting qi and dispelling blood stasis. After eating it, he will feel much more comfortable. So my brother has formed a habit, and remember to share with Fu Yuanzhi when he has candied haws.

Fu Yuanzhi shook his head, "Brother, eat it. After eating candied haws, I have to recite the thousand-character prose again."

Brother, "..."

My younger brother looked at the candied haws in his hand after a moment of depression, and was instantly excited, "Okay!"

There are candied haws to eat, so you can recite them twice!
Adi couldn't help but secretly licked the candied haws on the top, and immediately took it away when he heard the movement in the room, and pursed his lips to taste the sweetness.

Fu Yuanzhi spent a few days on a table of sky-colored (light cyan) plains, showing white moiré patterns on the neckline, cuffs, skirt, and hem.

It was obviously a pattern that was embroidered frequently. Song Huan had seen his sleeves, which were also bordered with auspicious clouds, and the embroidery thread used was the same color as the clothes.

The black hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin at will, coupled with the new clothes that fit her, making her as clear as an orchid, her eyes as bright as glass, seemed to gather the aura of heaven and earth, and her face was full of a relaxed expression. There was a simple smile on the corner of his mouth.

Adi opened his mouth slightly, staring blankly for a while.

Fu Yuanzhi didn't expect that the rough clothes with a few faint auspicious clouds on her body would give off a bit of elegance.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Song Huan took the lead to break the silence, "It will be inconvenient to raise your hands, but your clothes are well made. I should wear old clothes when I go to work on weekdays."

Brother nodded in agreement, "Sister looks pretty!"

Song Huanfei gave Adi an approving look, and Adi happily shook his head while holding the candied haws.

Silly and cute.

The withered and yellow leaves fell down one after another with the cold wind, spreading all over the ground.

It's the beginning of winter.

Winter Moon 29.

Excited laughter came from the sunny slope of the Song Family Vegetable Garden.

Soon after, Song Huan entered the yard with a basket of charcoal on his back!
"Brother, Fu Yuanzhi come out and have a look!" Song Huan put the basket under the eaves, with a few black and gray marks on his face.

Brother came out very fast, and when he saw the things in the back basket, he said excitedly, "Sister, sister, is this charcoal!"

Song Huan's happy aftertaste was still there, "That's right, our younger brother can cook with charcoal fire so he won't be cold!"

Song Huan pinched Adi's cheek with black-stained fingers, and two marks appeared.

My younger brother didn't know about this, and clapped his hands together, "Sister is amazing!"

Fu Yuanzhi began to have some doubts about Song Huan's decision. Who knew that Song Huan's practical ability was so strong that he could really make charcoal out of it in more than a month.

Carbon is such a precious thing that ordinary people can't afford it.

Song Huan got it out so easily.

At this time, Song Huan had already gone to the kitchen to scoop up the ashes and put them into the iron basin. The iron basin was picked up by Song Huan in the town before, and it cost [-] Wen.

After laying a thick layer of ash on the bottom of the iron basin, put the charcoal that has burned red on the ash, and then pile the black charcoal around it, and wait for it to ignite slowly.

Ah Di put his little hand into the iron basin, and when there was a trace of heat in his palm, he smiled and immediately withdrew his hand.

Song Huan put the iron basin under the dresser, and asked the two of them to continue reading and practicing calligraphy. She wanted to go out and bring back the remaining black charcoal.

The shed in the backyard was cleared by Song Huan to a width of about two square meters, and some fine black charcoal had accumulated in it, which were the remnants of the previous failed products.

In the previous four kilns, either the kilns were not fully burned and turned into ashes, or they were over-fired and turned into ashes without closing the kiln in time. After several failures, Song Huan finally succeeded this time.

This time the carbonization rate was not bad, Song Huan estimated that it was about 200 catties.

According to the amount of 20 catties per day, it can only be used for about [-] days, and if it is used sparingly, it will be about [-] days.

Then she has to burn at least three or four kilns. If the carbon formation rate is high, she can burn one less kiln.

(End of this chapter)