Chapter 67 Thank You, No Need

The drying time of He Shou Wu was longer than Jiang Zhimian expected.

It took three full days to dry before reaching the state she expected.

Zhu Ruyi didn't understand, so she humbly asked for advice, "Mianmian, I didn't have to dry the extract when I made it before. How do you do this without drying it?"

How do you put it on your face when you are so dry?

"This is just the first step. We have to grind it into powder, commonly known as mask powder, and add water to dilute it when needed, so that it can be stored for a longer time." Jiang Zhimian explained.

Zhu Ruyi understood, and went to help Jiang Zhimian grind the powder.

There is no mill at home, so if you want to grind flour, you have to go to the pond in the village.

The dried Polygonum multiflorum was not too much, so Jiang Zhimian didn't bring too many people, and only let Zhu Ruyi be with him.

Zhu Ruyi turned the mill, and Jiang Zhimian was in charge of putting the sliced ​​Polygonum multiflorum on the mill.

The two cooperated tacitly, and in a short while, all the Polygonum multiflorum was ground into powder.

It's just that the powder is not fine enough, if it is often applied on the face, it may damage the cuticle, and then cause allergic redness and swelling.

"Auntie, who in the village has a stone mortar for pounding medicine?" Jiang Zhimian raised his head and asked.

Zhu Ruyi thought about it carefully.

"If everyone is sick, go to the town to see it. A little ailment can be cured with some herbal medicine. It's not worth using this."

The stone mortar is rarely used in a hundred years.

It is unlucky to put it at home and take up space.

Who will have it?

Jiang Zhimian had no choice but to give up, "Then let me go to town and buy one."

"My family has it." Suddenly, a voice came from behind Jiang Zhimian.

Turning his head, he realized that it was Zhishu He.

Subconsciously, Zhu Ruyi pulled Jiang Zhimian behind her, and said with a straight face, "What are you doing here, our family doesn't like you anymore, and won't marry you, so you should leave now."

Isn't he just a handsome scholar?
It's not rare for them to be soft!

In the future, when they earn money, they will go to the county and the capital to find a good husband for Mianmian!
He Zhishu frowned, but his eyes were still on Jiang Zhimian, "I have a mortar at home, if you want, I can bring it to you."

Ever since he was scared away from the wheat stack that day, he often thought of Jiang Zhimian.

I always feel that she is different from before.

Not only appearance, but also character.

Such a mysterious Jiang Zhimian made him curious.

Just passing by, I happened to see Jiang Zhimian busy here, so I stood unconsciously and stared at it.

When Jiang Zhimian asked Shijiu, he immediately stood up and said that his family had it.

"No need." Jiang Zhimian refused.

She was seen by Shang Shuci last time with He Zhishu. If she borrowed the mortar again, I don't know what tricks this cousin will make.

When a new scandal breaks out at that time, won't He Zhishu be pissed off?
After all, he is not in good health, and he coughs to the point of dying...

"Thank you, but there's no need." Jiang Zhimian thanked, picked up the earthen pot on the milling platform, and walked towards Jiang's house.

Zhu Ruyi also walked back.

Don't warn He Zhishu again, "Stay away from our house, if you make her sick again, I will never end with you!"

The last time Mianmian fell into the pond, her eyes were swollen from crying.

Such a thing must never happen again!
Looking at Jiang Zhimian's back, He Zhishu's eyes were full of doubts.

why?
In the past, she was obviously a dog skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off.

But right now, even his offer to help is unwilling to accept.

Is this really Jiang Zhimian?

(End of this chapter)

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