The little girl from a farm family has a big wish to make a fortune by farming and picking mushrooms

Early the next morning, Zhou Mingshu was awakened by the sound of pounding rice.

She rubbed her eyes and got up. The lye water had separated into layers after standing overnight, and she could make soap after breakfast.

When I came to the kitchen, Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Feng were making breakfast.

Breakfast is also simple. It’s the leftover dumplings from last night’s dinner. I just heat them up and cook some noodle soup to eat with them.

After Zhou Mingshu had packed up everything, Zhou Mingqi came out from the backyard yawning.

"Second sister, hurry up and eat. I'll show you how to make something good later."

Zhou Mingqi suddenly perked up, "Okay, then you wait for me."

Zhou Mingshu took the filter cloth into the house, lit the small stove and started heating the lard. The lard had to be filtered to make it finer.

Next to it is some crushed salt, which will be used later.

When Zhou Mingqi came over after dinner, Zhou Mingshu had already filtered the lard.

"Now that you're here, let's get started."

Zhou Mingshu explained as he was doing it, "Today we are making soap, also called fragrant soap. This is lard, salt, and lye..."

"Second sister, don't just stand there, help me pour some lye water."

Zhou Mingqi looked at these things and was a little dazed for a moment, not knowing what to do. She came back to her senses when she heard San Ya calling her.

She held the alkaline water and poured it in slowly. Zhou Mingshu stirred it with a spoon, then added fine salt and kept stirring in one direction to allow the salt water and lard to be fully mixed to produce a saponification reaction.

As Zhou Mingshu continued to stir, the originally transparent lard and lye water gradually turned into a sticky state.

Zhou Mingshu took a handful of gardenia petals that he had prepared in advance and put them in and stirred them evenly, hoping to add some gardenia scent to the soap.

"Okay, then put it into the bamboo tube to fix the shape and make it hard."

The bamboo tube was also prepared yesterday. Zhou Mingshu put the sticky paste into it little by little, knocked the bamboo tube, and sealed the opening of the bamboo tube after the contents were evenly distributed.

"Sanya, is this soap for bathing or washing hair?"

"Second sister, this scented soap can be used for bathing, washing hair, and washing clothes. Let's try it out when it's ready."

"Is this true? It has so many uses."

"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you? Remember what I just taught you. Next time you do it, remember the previous steps. I prepared those things yesterday afternoon. You went up the mountain and were not at home, so I couldn't teach you."

"There are a lot of steps. I'm afraid I can't remember them all."

"It doesn't matter. You'll remember it after a few more times. It's still too early to wait for this soap to be successful. Let's take it slow."

Zhou Mingshu picked up the pots and pans and started washing them, and Zhou Mingqi followed to help.

But she had not been working for long when Liu called her over, handed her a wooden stick and asked her to beat the rice.

It looked like she couldn't escape, so after collecting the things, she took the initiative to grab a stick and started threshing the rice.

She had read a lot of reference books and found that there were indeed farm tools for threshing rice. Zhou Mingshu fell in love with a foot-operated thresher at first sight, but this thresher was not easy to make!

Although she was a liberal arts student, she had studied physics before. It took her a long time to understand the principle of this thresher.

Apart from all these, the machine parts alone are difficult to make, which is really a headache.

What's more, she was just a thirteen-year-old girl. If she could make this thing, wouldn't it be too unique and outstanding? !

For her own safety, she would definitely not do that.

Zhou Mingshu silently waved his arms and knocked on the rice ears.

If you have a cow or a donkey at home, they can help to press the pressure.

'My lovely little donkey, when can you come...'

Except for Zhou Lao Da and Zhou Lao Er who were busy making the blackboard, Zhou Lao San, after walking around the village, also took a wooden stick and started to knock the rice.

There is strength in numbers, and this became apparent at this time.

There were only about three acres of rice, and excluding the rice that had been harvested in the previous two days, the amount of rice piled in the yard was much less in just one morning.

If you keep working hard, you can finish it in one day.

The remaining work is to dry the rice completely, so that it can be husked and steamed.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mingshu no longer felt tired and worked very hard.

He swung his arms alternately, silently reciting inspiring stories in his mind, constantly spurring himself on: water dripping wears away stone, where there is a will there is a way, with perseverance, even an iron rod can be made into a needle, a thousand days of chopping wood only takes one day to burn, and an army can be trained for a thousand days but only deployed for a day...

After working for a whole day, it was almost evening when she received the blackboard handed to her by her uncle, but she did not feel very happy.

"Thank you, uncle, thank you, dad."

A big blackboard and a small blackboard, square and with a very smooth surface.

The only difference from the modern blackboard is that the blackboard is not black, but the original wood color.

We are going to Baicaotang tomorrow. We can just buy some black paint in town and apply it on.

Putting the blackboard at the door to dry, Zhou Mingshu washed and lay on the bed.

So tired, so tired.

I'm afraid this arm won't be broken tomorrow?!

Thinking of this, she resigned herself to her fate and got up again, pounding her arms together to relax her tired muscles.

But even after the beating, her arms started to hurt at the same time the next morning.

Even washing my face is a bit difficult...

Seeing that his daughter's arm was in severe pain, Zhou Laoer did not let her go to town. He and the third son just needed to tell Mr. Chen when they passed by on their way to work.

After washing his face, Zhou Mingshu took another nap. There was nothing he could do about the sore muscles.

It was because she was too strong yesterday. She was obviously not in good health, but she still beat the opponent harder than anyone else. The muscle soreness will take at least a week to heal.

She was not the only one in the family who suffered from arm pain. Zhou Mingqin and Zhou Mingqi could not escape the same fate.

The two of them couldn’t even enjoy their breakfast!

Old Mrs. Zhou drove the three maids out of the house, telling them to go out and pick wild vegetables or mushrooms if they wanted to, and not to stay at home crying and screaming about their pain, which would make others feel uncomfortable.

So the three of them, each carrying a backpack, went to the foot of the mountain to pick mugwort leaves.

For them, this is the easiest job.

"I was thinking of giving you those gardenias to steam, but who knew your arms would hurt too."

"It's okay, the pain is not severe. I can work slowly tomorrow." Zhou Mingqi tried to pull her shoulder and grimaced in pain.

This kind of pain is excruciating, but it is also really uncomfortable.

Zhou Mingqi had never been so "gentle" in her life, and she felt very uncomfortable when she suddenly became a "lady".

The three of them stayed outside for most of the day and only picked a loose basket of mugwort leaves, which was indeed far less than the usual amount.