The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

The corners of Jiang Zhiluo's mouth couldn't help but rise and said: "Mother, this is treating me like a sweet potato, so you look at me like this."

Jiang Zhiluo knew very well that she grew up beside her parents, and grew up with her younger brothers and sisters. She was not a woman from a big family.

Everything she showed was simply because she lived in ancient times, traveled to modern times, and then traveled to this fictional ancient world.

Because they have mastered many abilities, they behave differently.

Jiang Zhiluo shook her head ineffectively.

But suddenly she thought of another thing.

That is, her parents fled to Xingshan Village. She didn't seem to know where they were from before.

What's more, when she was a child, she seemed to be stimulated by a high fever, and then lost her childhood memory.

A little puzzled.

But Jiang Zhiluo didn't think much about it.

After lunch, Jiang Zhiluo felt the pulse of Mrs. Cui and said, "Mother's health is much better than before."

"Take a few more medicines and you'll be fine."

Mrs. Cui looked at Jiang Zhiluo gratefully and said, "Mother, thank you very much."

"Not to mention anything else, even my mother can feel that her body is much better."

"I feel strong in my body, I can sleep well and rest well every day, and I also feel that my gray hair is less."

After speaking, Mrs. Cui touched her face and said, "Well, I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems that my face is not as rough as before."

"People in the village say that I am much younger than before, and I have a complexion on my face. More than one person said that, so I don't think it is a lie."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Cui was also happy.

She feels much better than before.

She understood that all these changes were due to Zhiluo's coming to their house.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Mrs. Cui's hair, and it was true that there were fewer gray hairs.

In fact, Mrs. Cui is not very old, and she shouldn't have gray hair. Unfortunately, something happened to the Cui family before, and the nutrition did not keep up with the suffering of exile. Many reasons caused Mrs. Cui's hair to turn white, and she described her as haggard and emaciated. .

After two months of recuperation, she has spiritual spring water for eating and drinking every day, and during this period of time, Mrs. Cui has been given medicine to drink, and her health has indeed improved a lot.

Walking looks vigorous and energetic.

"Mother is indeed much better. After a while, Mother will drink the medicine again."

"Don't worry, mother can make medicine, I'll do it."

As if thinking of something, Jiang Zhiluo said, "By the way, mother, Jian Yunyin will come over in the afternoon."

Mrs. Cui knew that Jian Yunyin was the girl Jiang Zhiluo had saved before.

Although she is the daughter of the county magistrate, she is also a person who makes people feel distressed.

"Zhiluo, since we are your friend, let's treat her well."

"Mother will knead dough and make snacks, but unfortunately we don't have tea at home."

Mrs. Cui also liked to drink tea in Cui's house before, but unfortunately the tea was expensive. After coming here, she was reluctant to buy tea.

Jiang Zhiluo saw tea being sold in the town, but she was not willing to buy it.

"It's okay, mother, just drink some boiled water."

Although it is boiled water, but with the addition of Lingquan water, it tastes slightly sweet and delicious.

Mrs. Cui made the medicine, and she felt a little distressed when she drank it, "Zhiluo, these medicines cost a lot of money, right?"

If she was herself, she would be reluctant to spend money to sell these medicines.

But Zhiluo missed her in her heart, and she was willing to spend money to buy medicine for her, so she felt wrapped in warmth in her heart.

But she also felt sorry for Zhiluo, these were the money Zhiluo earned.

"My mother is in good health, so I don't need to buy medicinal materials in the future."

"It's okay, mother, although we spent money, we still earn money every day."

The medicinal materials are indeed expensive, and the Xinglin Pavilion gave a discount, but the medicines bought for Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin also cost more than five taels of silver.

She only has two taels of silver in her hand now.

But seeing Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin's improved health, she didn't feel sorry for the money.

Anyway, there will be income every day at home.

Recently, she plans to make more chili con carne.

It's just that Han Bingce and his father make bottles, and they can make about a hundred bottles in one day.

It's much more expensive to buy in town.

Speaking of making dim sum, Mrs. Cui also makes ordinary pasta.

Eating is very ordinary.

It is to add some sugar when kneading the dough, make it out of a mold, and steam it in a pot.

It is equivalent to a small steamed bun with a sweet taste, and it is something that children in the village like very much.

Ordinary people are reluctant to do it.

Naturally, there is no comparison with the stuffed pastries in the pastry shop in the town.

Jiang Zhiluo suddenly thought of bread.

Too bad there are no ovens in this day and age.

If there is an oven, she can make many kinds of bread.

She visited the town and the county several times, inspected the market, and found that there are many pastries, such as mung bean cake, red bean cake, osmanthus cake and so on.

But there is no such food as bread.

Bread is very common in the technological age and has a unique taste, which is different from pastry.

Cakes can also be baked.

If it is made, everyone will like to eat it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiluo felt a little excited.

But there is no oven.

She was a little helpless, it seemed that she couldn't make bread and cakes.

It is conceivable that if you make bread and cakes, go to the town to set up a stall, the only business, the business should be good.

Moreover, the bread can be stored for several days after it is ready, and there is no need to cook it while cooking it like a food stall.

You can make it at home and sell it in the market.

You can make a lot in one day, and sell them in the market the next day and the third day.

When she has time, she can also sell bread in the streets and alleys of the town and county.

If Cui Hejin's health can be healed, and she can save up money later, she still wants to rent a store to sell bread and cakes.

Orders can also be picked up at home.

Many things can be made at home and then sold in stores.

But that's just an idea.

At this moment, Niu called out from the door: "Sister Cui, is Zhiluo at home?"

Upon hearing the voice, Jiang Zhiluo knew it was Niu's.

"Aunt Niu, we are at home, come in."

Niu came in with two baskets in his hand.

"Zhiluo, thanks to you for curing your Uncle Liu's arm last time, there is nothing to be thankful for. This is the red bean bun I made myself."

"And these are the Chinese toon that my father and mother picked when I went to my mother's house. They are fresh and brought to you."

Jiang Zhiluo's eyes lit up when she heard the toon, the toon is a good thing.

In the technological age, it is also a pure green and natural vegetable.

You can make Chinese toon scrambled eggs to eat.

Jiang Zhiluo also knew that the red bean buns were red bean stuffing made of white bread with sugar added.

For the villagers, this is a very noble thing, and during the Chinese New Year, everyone is willing to make a few of them.

Of course, most people are still reluctant to do it.

The red beans are all grown in their own fields, so if you buy them, you will be reluctant to buy them.

Jiang Zhiluo knew that Niu had used her heart, but thinking that everyone in the village was not in good condition, Jiang Zhiluo hurriedly said: "Aunt Niu, I really don't need it. You can just take these things back and give them to Uncle Liu and Shanmao."

Mrs. Cui also came out of the house and said, "That's right, Miss Niu, you're welcome."

"Let's take the food back and give it to the mountain hair. Brother Liu still needs to nourish his body."