doctor girl

Chapter 548 Occupied!
Then Concubine Hong and Mrs. Deng also told what they smelled just now.

"I opened the window just now to let the smell out. Too much smell is bad for people's health." Zhang Ting explained to the three of them.

At this time, the temperature in the hall was much higher than before.

"Hey, why does it feel like it's getting warmer here all of a sudden." Mr. Jia shouted in surprise.

The eyes of several people searched around in the hall, and soon settled on the stove where Zhang Ting put a few pieces of charcoal just now.

"It's from this thing. It's really good. It can be burned so quickly, and it's better than these firewood." Mr. Jia smiled and looked at the red charcoal fire burning in the stove in front of him.

"Isn't it? This thing is really good. With it, it's very convenient to put things on it and burn it. You don't need to look at it." Mrs. Deng also looked at the stove with a smile.

"This thing is so good, it would be great if we had some here to use it. Unfortunately, it seems that only Ye Guo has it. If we want to use it, we have to go there to get it. It's very inconvenient." Concubine Hong looked at this The burning charcoal glowed with pity in his eyes.

"Is there no one who can make this stuff?" Zhang Tingyi looked at the three old people and asked.

As soon as Zhang Ting's words fell, she immediately received the surprised light from the three old people towards her.

"What's the matter, did I say something wrong?" Seeing the three of them staring at him like this, Zhang Ting felt a little nervous.

"Girl, are you sleepy? Why would someone here make this thing? If someone made it, no one would use it here." Mr. Jia cast a contemptuous look at Zhang Ting.

"This thing is really good. If someone knows how to make it, they can make a lot of money." Mrs. Deng is indeed a businessman. As soon as she saw this thing is easy to use, she immediately thought of doing business to make money.

"How can no one do it? It depends on whether those people can do it. I heard people say that this thing was done before, but they didn't do it well, so it was put on hold. Now the palace This charcoal is also useful, but it was bought from Ye Guo at a high price." Concubine Hong looked at the three beside her and explained.

After Mrs. Deng and Mr. Jia heard what Concubine Hong said, they both showed disappointment on their faces.

"It's a pity. No one in our country can make such a good thing. It's a pity." Mr. Jia shook his head in disappointment.

Mrs. Deng also shook her head and sighed, "Yes, it's a pity that no one here can make such a good thing."

Zhang Ting looked at the two elders who shook their heads and sighed, then pursed their lips and smiled, "Who said no one will make this thing, I think I will."

In an instant, Zhang Ting received the shocked gazes of the three old men looking towards her.

"Girl Xiaoting, you are not bragging, are you? You really know how to do this kind of thing?" Mr. Jia looked at Zhang Ting in disbelief and asked.

"Aren't you bragging? You'll know when I make this thing." Zhang Ting winked at Mr. Jia with a triumphant expression.

"Xiao Ting, do you really know how to make this charcoal?" Mrs. Deng felt that the little girl in front of her might really have a way.

Zhang Ting glanced at old Mrs. Deng, "Old lady, you are still good, you actually believe me, I read this thing in a book by my master before, and that book happened to record the method of making this thing. Think I can try it that way."

When the three of them heard Zhang Ting's words, they immediately believed most of them in their hearts.

In their opinion, as long as it is something that Zhang Ting's master said in the book, it must be possible.

"Girl, hurry up and make this thing, now I have finally realized how good this thing is, so hurry up and give the old man some, I will also put a stove like this in my room, Then I won't be afraid of the cold anymore." Mr. Jia said excitedly to Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting looked at Mr. Jia, it was this old man who didn't believe her just now, and now he was the first one to believe him.

Zhang Ting looked at Mr. Jia with a helpless smile, "Old man, can you stop changing so fast, you didn't believe me just now, you blinked, and you changed your words again, your speed is really fast enough you can."

Mr. Jia retorted to Zhang Ting with a righteous look, "You girl, what do you know, I didn't believe you just now, old man, that's because you thought of the method just now, didn't you say that your method was yours? Of course I believe what the master said, old man."

After hearing Mr. Jia's explanation, Zhang Ting curled his lower lip towards him openly.

That night, Zhang Ting waited for Xiaobao to fall asleep, and sat alone on the desk thinking about the formation of charcoal that he had learned in books.

I remember talking about a method at that time, it seemed that the trees could be burned in a kiln, and when the burning reached a certain degree, charcoal could be formed.

After writing these things, Zhang Ting relaxed his shoulders, walked to the window, opened the window, and glanced at the mountain in the distance.

I don't know what happened to the group of people who went hunting in the mountains now.

Watched for a while.Zhang Ting closed the window again, walked to the bed, looked at Xiao Bao who was familiar, lowered his head and kissed the little guy's red mouth.

With a smile on the corner of Zhang Ting's mouth, he slowly pressed Kaidong's quilt onto the bed, hugged the little guy and fell into a beautiful dreamland.

At this time the night on the mountain.Hao Ren was lying in the cave with the villagers in the village, and the group made do with the night.

Hearing the snoring sound, Hao Ren missed his wife at home even more.

No need to think about it, he knew that the place where he slept must be occupied by that little guy at home.

Thinking of his wife in his heart, Hao Ren slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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In the morning, when Zhang Ting walked out of the room with Xiaobao in thick clothes, he found that the snow outside seemed to be much heavier than yesterday.

Come to the dining room.Everyone was sitting there eating their own breakfast.

Little friend Han Xiaobao sat obediently on Zhang Ting's lap, with his mouth open, waiting for his mother to feed him delicious food.

In the quiet dining room, only the sound of everyone eating breakfast can be heard.

"Girl, does the charcoal making thing you mentioned still count? When will you get this thing out?" Mr. Jia was halfway through eating, when he suddenly remembered what he said yesterday.

Old Master Liu stopped eating and looked towards Zhang Ting and Mr. Jia.

"What are you father and daughter talking about?"

(End of this chapter)