The female general of the last days returned to ancient times to raise a young prostitute

After Mo Rao finished everything, she went straight back to the laboratory. As soon as she sat down, she began to write and draw.

How could she know at this moment that there was a man shivering in the skylight.

If she knew, she would definitely say, how stupid! It takes time to cook. If you stay on the roof for a whole day, what else can you be but an idiot?

Fortunately, this man was not too stupid. Seeing that Mo Rao had not come out, he went downstairs.

The first thing he did was to go to the stove in the kitchen. Even though it was warm inside the restaurant, it was still not warm enough for a man who had been blown by the cold wind for an hour or so.

I stayed by the fire for a long time before I finally warmed up.

The chefs in the kitchen all knew Li Lingye. They had heard early in the morning that this extremely charming man was the boss's husband.

Soon the news spread like wildfire and everyone knew it.

So no one stopped Li Lingye when he entered the kitchen.

Although everyone was curious about what this person was doing and why he was so cold.

However, although they were curious, no one wanted to ask about it. After all, everyone was very busy and had no time to pay attention to this person.

However, the small kitchen in the back of the house was not accessible to the host's husband. The dishes made in the small kitchen were the signature dishes of the restaurant, and the recipes were kept strictly confidential.

However, Li Lingye was not interested in the recipe. What he was interested in was the woman and what she was burning in the fireplace.

At noon, Li Lingye ate the same meal as everyone else. Even though he ate the same thing, he did not complain. After all, Mo Rao ate the same thing as him and did not treat him differently. Everyone was the same, so there was nothing to worry about.

If it were in the past, he would have been furious. How could he, a prince, eat the same thing as the servants?

But times are different now, and I still have some self-awareness.

Besides, he is really poor now! He cried poor to the emperor, but he has not received a reply yet, and he does not know if he has seen his letter yet.

Mo Rao didn't even have time to eat. It was not until Twelve brought the meal to her that she realized it was already noon.

Seeing Twelve entering and exiting the basement so smoothly, Li Lingye felt a little jealous.

This crazy woman is so defensive against everyone, but she is completely defenseless against Twelve.

Li Lingye had already developed different feelings for Mo Rao, but he was unaware of it.

After lunch, Mo Rao started again and immersed himself in the experiment. He only came out to check when the quartz sand in the fireplace outside was almost burned.

You can tell it's done at a glance, as the quartz sand has turned into a fluid.

Take out the tools prepared in advance and use pliers to clamp out the crucible first.

The fluid at this time is like malt sugar and is very easy to shape.

I made many instruments in a row, all of which I needed for my experiments.

These glass products are relatively good in quality.

The papers on the table in the laboratory are all about the preparation methods of anti-inflammatory drugs.

The simplest one to make is penicillin. The materials needed to cultivate penicillin are also relatively easy to find, such as orange peels and steamed buns. Mold will produce a large amount of penicillin.

If penicillin works, it can save lives! If it fails, it can be a deadly poison.

Therefore, repeated experiments are inevitable in this production process.

She has no practical experience, and all she has is theoretical knowledge, so if she wants to succeed she still needs to practice in many aspects.

She has been writing and drawing these days, all of which are related to research in this area.

In this era, there is nothing. You have to make everything you want yourself. For example, if you need glassware or petri dishes, you have to make them yourself.

Fortunately, I have read so many books. Otherwise, if I don’t know even one part, it would be extremely difficult to make the thing.

She came out reluctantly until it was getting dark.

It's not that she wants to go home, but that the dog man keeps urging her. The dog man barks into the loudspeaker for no reason. Does he treat her as a novel toy?

"My wife, it's getting dark and all the customers in the restaurant are gone. It's time for us to go home." Li Lingye said softly in his magnetic voice.

She didn't know why, but now she felt uncomfortable whenever she heard that bastard talking.

Mo Rao rolled her eyes at Li Lingye in annoyance.

He never forgets to make his presence felt.

Along the way, Li Lingye looked at her with burning eyes, which made her move uncomfortably.

When she got home, everyone was asleep. It was so late, she felt embarrassed to knock on her second sister's door again.

So I can only take a shower and go to bed early to avoid having too much contact with that bastard.

The bathroom in this yard has been modified by her, so it is more convenient to take a bath.

As long as you open the cork, hot water will flow out.

After taking a shower, Mo Rao put on her bathrobe and quickly entered the room. After entering the room, she didn't even look at Li Lingye. She jumped onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt and went to sleep.

He didn't want to say a word more.

Of course, Li Lingye couldn't remain speechless.

He is already familiar with all the rare items in the Mo family.

In just one day, he had a clear understanding of everything in the restaurant, including the bathrooms, kitchens of different styles, and exhaust fans.

The most famous restaurant in Kyoto has jade paved floors and golden nanmu pillars, all of which demonstrate wealth and luxury.

The restaurant's restrooms are staffed by dedicated staff and have dedicated toilets. After guests use their toilets, someone comes to clean up. There's also a dedicated hand-washing area outside, and when the water runs out, it's immediately collected and replaced. So, hygiene isn't a concern.

Before seeing Xiangyun Restaurant, I thought this luxurious restaurant was like the Peony Pavilion Restaurant in Kyoto.

But now that I have a deeper understanding of Xiangyun Restaurant, I find that it is comparable to Mudan Pavilion.

The more he got to know her, the more he felt that this woman was extraordinary.

He secretly hoped that this woman had nothing to do with the iron mine case, otherwise he would not show mercy.