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"A little more." Zhang Shan suddenly said.

"What?"

Qin Wuya looked at Zhang Shan, puzzled.

Zhang Shan laughed lightly. His gaze fell on the osmanthus that was being washed and dried by Qin Wuya and he said:

"Are you using the brine s to soak these fresh osmanthus flowers?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Shan's words caused Qin Wuya to be stunned for a moment, but she quickly became overjoyed:

"Do you know how to cook it?"

"I don't know how to make osmanthus flowers, but I've seen people use this method to make peach blossoms."

Zhang Shan took the coarse salt bag from Qin Wuya's hand and opened it, and then poured half of the salt into the pot, then looked at Qin Wuya and said seriously:

"Are you using the brine to cook the fresh osmanthus flower to remove the water from the flower leaves?"

"Actually, I do not know the reason either. However, I believe that it should be the same as what you said."

Qin Wuya thought for a moment, then slowly nodded her head.

No matter what it was, if he wanted to store it for a long time, he would have to remove the excess water inside it. And Zhang Shan's words just now clearly made Qin Wuya think of this.

"Then that's it. If you want to remove the excess water from the flower leaves, you need to use an extremely thick brine, so you have to pour more."

Zhang Shan laughed, returning the bag of coarse salt back to Qin Wuya, and then took the bamboo stick she placed in the water to gently stir it for a while:

"Boil another cup of tea for the time it takes to finish. When the fire is extinguished, we can pour the osmanthus flower into the water once the water has cooled down."

"You know quite a lot?"

Qin Wuya looked at Zhang Shan's calm appearance and was slightly surprised.

Qin Wuya was shocked that although what Zhang Shan said just now was short, it was exactly the same as how she remembered her grandmother's production methods.

"I only know this much, but I haven't read the rest of it carefully."

Zhang Shan raised his brows, and his gaze landed on Qin Wuya's pink lips that were slightly raised because of shock, and his black eyes unnoticeably darkened a little more.

"Being able to know all these is already a huge help to me. As for the rest, I'll just have to figure it out."

Qin Wuya didn't notice the change in Zhang Shan's expression, and was instead overjoyed when she found out how much water she had to pour from the majority of the salt.

"Then should I thank you?" Zhang Shan laughed, meaning unclear.

"Hmm?"

Qin Wuya was startled, she did not expect Zhang Shan to actually have such thick skin that she could personally thank him for it.

"Do you want to thank me?" Zhang Shan continued to ask.

"What do you want?"

Qin Wuya looked at Zhang Shan warily. She had a feeling that this man definitely had bad intentions.

"Give me your life."

Zhang Shan slightly restrained the smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Qin Wuya with a profound gaze. For a moment, Qin Wuya felt that he was extremely serious.

Seriously? Seriously your sister!

Qin Wuya felt that her vision had turned completely black, and heavenly thunder was surging above her head!

What was going on!?

You only added salt once, do you need to compensate so much?

"Why? Are you unwilling?"

Seeing Qin Wuya's lowered head and her small face that was filled with green and black embarrassment, Zhang Shan suddenly laughed:

"If you don't want to, then forget it!"

"Really?" Qin Wuya was suspicious.

"What, a suspicion?"

Zhang Shan raised his brows and chuckled: "Then I'll keep it, I'll ask for it from you in the future."

Qin Wuya's face darkened, she was so regretful that she wanted to slap herself.

Qin Wuya, oh Qin Wuya, you're doing fine, why do you have to keep asking for it …

Following Zhang Shan's instructions, Qin Wuya boiled the brine in the pot and turned it off in the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

The wind of late autumn was slightly chilly on the body, but it would take a lot of time to cool off a pot of scalding brine.

For a moment, both of them were silent.

Zhang Shan continued to look at Qin Wuya with a smile that was not a smile, but Qin Wuya felt that the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

After sitting for a while, Qin Wuya was unable to hold on any longer, shshetook the lead and went to the place where the fresh osmanthus flowers were stored to drag a bamboo basket over, since she had nothing to do, he might as well use the time she was waiting for.

Zhang Shan quietly accompanied Qin Wuya in picking through the dried leaves and crushed stones from the osmanthus flowers as if no one else was around. Suddenly, he pursed his lips and smiled:

"Do you need my help?"

"No!"

Once bitten by a snake for ten years. Qin Wuya was shocked by Zhang Shan's words, and after that, she excitedly turned around and fiercely stared at Zhang Shan, if it was a little lion cub that was about to go berserk at any moment:

"I'm warning you not to touch my things. Don't touch anything!"

"I don't want any benefits this time." Zhang Shan was enticing.

"It's not good if you don't want the benefits. You're not allowed to touch anything anyway. "

Qin Wuya curled her lips. For Zhang Shan, who seemed to be quite sincere when he wasn't doing anything, he still clearly didn't believe in a person's character.

"Good, good, good! I won't touch it. "

Zhang Shan was helpless, and was at a loss of whether to laugh or cry from Qin Wuya's gaze. However, the cause and effect of his actions was due to him finding someone, so it was no wonder that she was looking for someone else.

Qin Wuya picked the items alone, and very quickly, another hour passed. During this time, Qin Wuya was still trying to guard against any movement from the side, so much that she could not even laugh anymore.

This girl was really holding a grudge.

"The water's cold."

Zhang Shan used his finger to test the temperature of the pot, confirming that the brine inside had completely cooled down before he spoke:

"Can I help you put the osmanthus flower in there?"

"No, I can't afford it."

Qin Wuya shook her head, she felt that she should still rely on himself.

After pouring all the osmanthus flowers that were dried into the small pot and soaking them in the brine, Qin Wuya did not ask Zhang Shan about the time.

Firstly, Zhang Shan had also said that he did not see the details later on, and secondly, Qin Wuya had a faint impression of this details, however, it would at most take half an hour of time.

"Aren't there a lot of things happening in the Chao Chung Hall in the past two days?"

Using the two bamboo stick s to cross each other to suppress the unsoaked osmanthus flowers, Qin Wuya found the lid and covered it, then turned to look at Zhang Shan and slightly raised her eyebrows.

The meaning of those words were clear. Aren't you, the boss of a gang, too idle to come to the yard every day?

"Not much."

Zhang Shan laughed, it was unknown if it was because he did not understand, or if he simply ignored Qin Wuya's provocation:

"A rare few days of leisure naturally can't be wasted in vain."

"Then why don't you go outside to have a cup of tea and listen to some small songs?"

Qin Wuya pursed her lips and laughed, his smile was so innocent that it seemed harmless.

"I don't like music."

The color in Zhang Shan's eyes moved, and turned magnificent:

"That's the truth."

"Hmm?"

The truth? What does this mean …?

Qin Wuya was confused by Zhang Shan's headless words.

"I don't like music. That's the truth." Zhang Shan said in a low voice.

After Qin Wuya heard this, something fell heavily on the bottom of her heart, causing him to breath in chaos. After a long while, Qin Wuya took in a light breath.

"I know."

"I'm going south tomorrow."

Zhang Shan reached out to grab Qin Wuya. Seeing that she did not dodge this time, the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a little.

Qin Wuya stared blankly, and the hand that was held in Zhang Shan's palm became somewhat hot.

Was he trying to explain to him why he had been coming here for two days in a row?

Not because he wasn't busy, but because he was leaving …

"How long?"

Qin Wuya lowered her eyes, her voice was somewhat light, and one could not tell if her words were filled with joy or sorrow.

"At most one month, at most half a month. There's something fishy about this dart, I'm not sure. "

Zhang Shan laughed:

"Originally, I wanted to request a period of time for you to leave, but I didn't expect that it would be too late now.

You might wait for me to come back? "

Qin Wuya was silent as she quietly looked at Zhang Shan's eyes. It was an inky black color that one could not see through, like a black abyss that could take one's soul. It was the first time Qin Wuya looked into the eyes of this man, but she still felt a surge of panic in her heart.

"Will you wait for me to come back?"

Zhang Shan wiped the smile off his face, and looked Qin Wuya in the eyes. His voice was low and quivering.

"Alright!"

nodded his head.

Until Zhang Shan left, Qin Wuya still did not understand how she felt at the time. In fact, she was not really that nervous, as though it was a very natural thing to do.

The man was leaving, saying goodbye to the woman he liked. Let the woman wait for his return, and the woman agreed.

It was a lousy sequence of stories. Qin Wuya laughed. But there didn't seem to be anything bad about it.

When Zhang Shan left, the first batch of osmanthus flowers that Qin Wuya had soaked in had already been plucked out, and then used the clean Gobu to dry in a dry and ventilated place to dry.

At this time, the density of the thick brine in the pot was still very high, so there was no need to waste it. Just follow the previous method, Qin Wuya washed and dried the second batch of osmanthus flowers and sent it into the brine.

The second drying time of the osmanthus flowers that had already been soaked in brine did not require too much time. As long as the water on the surface was removed, it could be poured into the container.

Qin Wuya's courtyard was originally used to make Nectar s, and there were many big and small jars.

Because it was his first time experimenting, Qin Wuya did not dare to take over those large pots, and only found four to five small jars that were slightly larger than a grown man's palm. He split the osmanthus flowers that had already been dried twice and poured them into the small jars, not filling them up too tightly, and only covered a thin layer on the first time.

Qin Wuya remembered that her grandma had used a glass jar at the time. The osmanthus flowers on the first level were very thin, not even as thick as her pinky.

Next, cover this layer of osmanthus with sugar, and then fold it with a layer of peach blossom and sugar until 90% of the opening is sealed with thick sugar.

Qin Wuya planned to use mountain honey instead of sugar from the beginning, but it was obvious that the marinating sequence would not be too different. It was similarly a layer of osmanthus flowers and mountain honey. In the end, they were sealed with a thick layer of honey and this jar of cinnamon honey would become a part of it.

After that, he used colorless glutinous rice paper and clean gauze to seal the opening of the altar with layers of thick mud to eliminate the air.

This was similar to the seal methods of Nectar, but Nectar s could only be kept for three to five years if they did not have a refrigerator, and cinnamon honey s could be kept for up to three to five years at most.

This point was the one that Qin Wuya could not understand the most.

However, the issue of sealing his mouth, was it hard to imagine that it was a matter of marinating?

Qin Wuya clearly remembered that when she made the purple fruit sauce, she used a method to marinate it using a sugar seal. However, it was obvious that the purple fruit sauce could only be stored in a chilly location for at most two months.

Where was the difference?

Was it because the characteristics of the osmanthus flower were different, or was it because the brine was soaked in it?

Qin Wuya could not understand this, but she did not plan to think too much about it. After all, she did not know if this batch of cinnamon honey could actually succeed, if only they could stay for two to three months like the purple fruit sauce from before.

With his first experience, Qin Wuya could easily deal with the osmanthus flowers behind him. Although there was no one to help, over the course of the afternoon, he had already made more than ten vats and used thirty percent of his fresh osmanthus reserves.

"The girl is back."

When Qin Wuya went back to the house, she coincidentally saw leading a few bags of trash out of the Wang Nu. The Wang Nu was very happy to see that Qin Wuya had managed to return in time, she was just making a alimentary diet and pointed to Qin Wuya to come back for a meal.

The Wang Nu knew that she was sent to Qin Wuya's side because he wanted to take care of her. However, this Miss Qin was so busy that her feet didn't even touch the ground when she returned to town. She didn't have the mood to wait for her to finish cooking. Most of the time, she just ate outside. This made Wang Nu very depressed. She wouldn't be able to explain it to the boss if this went on.

"Mommy has made the alimentary diet. I'm hungry right now."

When Qin Wuya saw Wang Nu's expression, he could tell what she was thinking. These past few days, not only Wang Nu had been depressed, she was actually depressed too.

As long as there was food, Wang Nu would float to her side like a ghost and try to persuade him to eat with her.

However, since there were so many things to do, how could she make it in time? Naturally, she was more willing to eat with the waiters in the courtyard to fill her stomach.

Furthermore, Qin Wuya had always felt that the skills of the wives in charge of making lunchtime diet s in the courtyard were not bad.

Her injuries had already mostly healed, so where did all this attention come from?

Of course, she didn't dare say these words to Wang Nu explicitly.

If she mentioned it, she would inevitably have to listen to another monastic recital. She really couldn't take it anymore.

She had just sealed the newly made cinnamon honey and had instructed two waiters to send it to the warehouse so that it could be stored just like the Nectar. He didn't dare to waste even a single step as he rushed back to the mansion to eat.

"It's done, it's done. Just one soup short and I'll be on the table. "

Hearing that Qin Wuya was willing to eat her own cooked food, Wang Nu was so overjoyed that her eyes narrowed into a line.

"The girl will go and sit down first. I'll go get the madame and the second young master. "