She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 64 The Second Time

After this small episode, Jiang Zhimian began to make Polygonum multiflorum formally.

As she said, raw Polygonum multiflorum is poisonous.

What can be used needs to be concocted.

Jiang Zhimian poured the washed Polygonum multiflorum into a clay basin, mixed it with black bean juice and rice wine, then put it in a jar, sealed it with oil paper, put it in an iron pot filled with water, and stewed it until the juice was exhausted.

Finally, take it out and spread it out to dry.

By doing this, the moon has risen high overhead.

Everyone was very sleepy, but no one said to go to rest first, yawned, and stood beside Jiang Zhimian.

Mianmian worked so hard without arguing to go to bed, but they ended work early, it's so inappropriate!

Zhu Ruyi also deliberately went to the stove to boil hot water so that Jiang Zhimian's feet could be soaked.

"Okay, let's go back to sleep, this Polygonum multiflorum is probably going to be exposed to the sun tomorrow afternoon." Jiang Zhimian said.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts and went back to their respective houses.

Jiang Zhimian didn't even care to soak his feet, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

But the next morning, he woke up very early.

Because she suddenly remembered that it was spring recently, and there was still dew in the morning, which would infiltrate Polygonum multiflorum and dilute the medicinal effect.

The best way is to put them all in the house and take them out when the sun comes out later.

Jiang Zhimian turned over and got up, and went outside to collect Polygonum multiflorum.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a tall blue figure standing outside the fence.

very familiar.

He was so familiar that he didn't even need to think about it, the name was already yelled out of his mouth.

"Chi Mohan, why are you here?"

Outside the fence, Chi Mohan was wearing a blue-gray robe. After being wet with dew, the color darkened and became moist.

Jiang Zhimian noticed it at a glance, "What's wrong with you, it's like taking a bath in the water, change clothes quickly, don't catch the cold."

"It's okay."

Chi Mohan nodded slightly, and handed her the basket behind him.

The white-pink peach blossoms and the bright yellow winter jasmine are clustered together, so crowded that the basket can barely fit, and each flower is full of vitality.

And the crystal dewdrops on the petals are the perfect embellishment.

"Where did you get it? I remember you said that only Daqing Mountain has peach blossoms in early spring, and Jiangjia Village is far from Daqing Mountain, so it's good..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhimian came to his senses.

"You went to Daqingshan by yourself? It's such a long way, you shouldn't have set off in the middle of the night, right?"

"Do you want it?" Chi Mohan asked.

Of course Jiang Zhimian wants it, these flowers are all the best, and they are perfect for refining pure dew.

Seeing the little fox nodding, Chi Mohan nodded slightly.

Without saying anything, he turned and left.

Jiang Zhimian froze for a moment, stuffed all the flower baskets and Polygonum multiflorum back into the house, and ran out quickly.

But Chi Mohan's two long legs were not covered, and in the blink of an eye, he had already walked home.

Jiang Zhimian started a step late, and ran not as fast as Chi Mohan, and rushed all the way to the door of Chi Mohan's house, but saw no one.

The little ram tied to the corner raised his head and bleated at Jiang Zhimian.

Jiang Zhimian lowered his head and pulled a handful of grass on the side of the road, throwing it to the little ram.

"Little thing, where is your master?" she asked.

The little ram bleated again and looked in the direction of the inner room.

And Jiang Zhimian did hear a slight noise in the back room.

The corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised, and he walked towards the inside at a leisurely pace.

"Chi Mohan, do you have ginger at home? I'll make ginger tea for you... Oh my god!"

Jiang Zhimian pushed the door open and walked in, never expecting to witness a beauty show.

He covered his eyes and apologized in a panic, "Ah, I didn't know you were changing clothes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

After all, he was ready to turn around and go out.

Chi Mohan didn't rush, took the clean clothes on the bed and put them on.

The voice was deep and hoarse, with a hint of intrigue, "It's the second time."

Last time in the hot spring, this time, in his house.

Where will it be next time?
　La la la, good night, everyone, remember to vote for recommendation~
　　


(End of this chapter)