The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 129 Making the Beehive Foundation
After lunch, Di Qing asked Jiang Zhinuan to take a lunch break, but he went to bed early last night and didn't work this morning. Jiang Zhinuan wasn't tired at all, and couldn't fall asleep even when he lay down.

She was still thinking about salted duck eggs. She bought all the white wine this morning.

Jiang Zhinuan coquettishly begged Di Qing for a long time before Di Qing reluctantly let her go. Of course, the premise was that Di Qing would go with her, and Di Qing would do all the steps to touch the cold water.

Pickling salted duck eggs is actually very simple, and there is no difficulty at all. As long as she directs, Di Qing can do it alone.

First wash the duck eggs, then soak them in high-grade white wine, prepare salt, wait for the duck eggs to soak a cup of tea, take them out and wrap them with a thick layer of salt, and then put them in the clay pot.

The salt Jiang Zhinuan bought was only enough to marinate about [-] duck eggs, which just filled a medium-sized clay pot. Jiang Zhinuan lit a small flame into the clay pot to consume the excess air in the pot complete.

Then put the lid on the clay pot, pour water to seal it, and marinate it for about half a month. If you want to eat oily ones, wait for a month.

Jiang Zhinuan's method of making money by selling salted duck eggs can only be temporarily stranded.

The county magistrate will not consider whether to buy salt for her until he has tasted her food. This is still unknown. If the magistrate does not like to eat salted duck eggs, the matter of salt will be stuck.

She is running out of money and urgently needs new projects to make money.

But what to do?

Crispy Roast Duck is a project that she thinks will make huge profits as soon as she makes a move, but she is short of honey now.

The little bit of honey in my hand will be exhausted before I use it.

The bee farm had to be set up as soon as possible. The hive that Zhang Shuangzhu brought back at noon was very large. After the salted duck eggs were marinated, Jiang Zhinuan was busy taking out the honey from the hive.

Di Qing wanted to help, but she sent her to make a beehive.

When she had cleaned the hive and paved out the foundation with beeswax, she could move the bees into it.

So the beehive production has to be expedited.

Jiang Zhinuan learned his lesson this time, for fear that his neck would become stiff again, so he kept his head down and turned around for a while to let his neck rest.

A lot of honey was taken out of this big hive, and the foundation of the hive was supposed to be in pieces, but the hive was a big ball.

Jiang Zhinuan could only think of a way to cut the honeycomb, and then put it together into a rectangle of the size she wanted, and fixed it with needles and threads without affecting it.

The key is that the honey left in this thing is not easy to clean. Jiang Zhinuan soaked them in the river water for a long time, and the honey inside was still sticky hanging on the hive.

Di Qing saw her coming to the river again from afar, and quickly put down what she was doing and came back to life.

Jiang Zhinuan quickly raised his hand: "I didn't touch cold water, don't worry, it's just that the honey doesn't clean up all the time, do you have any good solution?"

"Put the pot on and boil the hot water."

"Shall I wash it in hot water?"

Di Qing raised her hand and poked her on the forehead, on which was the red envelope that was stung by a wasp last night.

"Honey is easier to dissolve in hot water. Soak it in hot water, take chopsticks and stir it in."

right!Why didn't she think of it?Fortunately, I am still a modern person!
According to Di Qing's method, Jiang Zhinuan worked for another two hours before he managed to clean the honeycomb. In order to prevent it from sticking and easy to remove the mold after pouring beeswax into it, Jiang Zhinuan carefully cleaned each honeycomb. Brush a little oil in the nest.

By the time she heated and melted the stored beeswax and poured it into the hive, it was almost dark.

Uncle Zhang was about to leave with his masters, but his uncle still followed.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"No hard work, the main body has been completed, and the details are almost done. The main house will be completed in two days."

When Jiang Zhinuan heard that the room they lived in was about to be built, he was so happy, and thanked the masters again and again, Zhang Abo patted her on the shoulder: "It's all what should be done, and they work with money, but they still pay for it." I want to thank you, I have never eaten such a delicious meal when I went to work in someone else's house, they all asked me to ask, what will I have for lunch tomorrow?"

"I'll make dumplings for everyone at noon tomorrow."

Jiang Zhinuan knew very well that the masters wouldn't be able to work so fast if he hadn't satisfied the masters with the food served these days.

It took at least half a month to build the house, but it only took five or six days to build the main house and the grocery house, and the remaining kitchen and the rooms next to the grocery house could be completed in a few days.

The masters also built her a winding mountain road and a bridge across the river. After all, she still has to thank the masters.

Although she didn't have much money in her hand, she decided to go to the town to cut some pork belly tomorrow and make a delicious meal of wild onion and pork dumplings for the masters when she came back.

If people work hard, they must not be treated badly.

After seeing off the masters, Jiang Zhinuan was about to start cooking dinner again. Di Qing originally wanted to rush to make it, but under the strong request of the two children, he only took over the job of washing vegetables.

I still eat lightly at night, lightly toast two pieces of soft egg pancakes, stir-fry the vegetables left over from the noon shabu-shabu, and then serve a pot of corn mush.

Di Qing didn't allow her to overwork and exercise during her aunt's life, and she was forced to skip the exercise after dinner to lose weight.

Jiang Zhinuan is also a restless person. After walking slowly for two laps to digest food, he dug out the wheat he bought today, poured some into a basin and soaked it in warm water.

It also takes a cycle time to make maltose. First, it has to be soaked overnight, and tomorrow it has to be poured on gauze to wait for it to germinate.

Everything needs to be done step by step. Jiang Zhinuan was bored and had nothing to do. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided to soak all the remaining wheat.

She's going to try making wheat beer!
She still wants to be a beer duck in the future, how can it be done without beer?
Summer is coming soon, and Jiang Zhinuan likes to drink cold beer skewers like ordinary people. She has seen the method of making beer from wheat. If she can try to make it, it will really be another profitable project!

"How did you soak all the wheat? It's time to plant it in the field and there will be wheat harvest in autumn."

Di Qing didn't understand when she saw that she soaked all the wheat in the water. This wheat is a staple food, and everyone cherishes it very much.

"I'll make maltose for the children if there's less of it, and I'll brew beer if it's more."

Di Qing had heard of maltose, but he had never heard of beer.

Although he has heard countless fresh words from Jiang Zhinuan's mouth, he was still surprised when he heard the beer. He was thinking, how many things does Jiang Zhinuan have that he has never heard of? ?
Could it be that these were really taught to her by the master she said when she was a child?

Jiang Zhinuan seems to have a lot of unknown things. Di Qing is very curious, but he didn't intend to ask, because he also has secrets. If he wants to pry into the other party's secrets, don't he have to be honest with himself first?

Otherwise, it would be unfair to Jiang Zhinuan.

Di Qing accompanied the two children back to sleep in the room halfway up the mountain, and told Jiang Zhinuan not to work secretly, and let her go back to rest earlier.

But when Jiang Zhinuan quietly jogged back a few laps, he was stunned when he saw what Di Qing was holding in his hand.

She thought in her heart, could Di Qing be a pervert?

(End of this chapter)