Martial Sage

Picked one day, cleaned and dried one day.

The petals of a few baskets are of various colors.

Rouge gouache, something that he has never done before, Tang Hao now wants to try it.

Fortunately, the ancients' rouge gouache is purely natural, without too many ingredients, it is easier to make.

When Tang Hao soaked the small half-cylinder of the fine rice grains in the water, many maids frowned.

After all, people who have experienced hard times, seeing Tang Hao's waste like this will inevitably feel distressed.

But Princess Changle and Li Wanqing standing beside Tang Hao had more expectations on their faces.

These daughters who grew up with a golden spoon will naturally not experience the suffering of the poor.

When Tang Hao sighed, two buckets of water had already fallen down when a person was destined to be impoverished.

Wiping the fine sweat from his forehead, Tang Hao covered the bamboo cover and set it aside.

When the two people full of joy watched Tang Hao swaying away, they were even more disappointed when they were surprised.

Li Wanqing squeezed the powder fist and asked.

"This is the way you make money?"

Tang Hao, who strode away, waved his hand without looking back.

"This is the first step. To make gouache, the key lies in the delicate foundation."

"These rice, it will take ten days to grind into rice syrup, filtered and dried. It is the best material."

"then……"

Just when he was about to finish talking, Tang Hao just remembered that the entire mansion would do it by himself. No matter how much he said, he still had to do it himself. It would be useless to say more.

If the finished product comes out, the two ladies will know at a glance.

At this moment, the two people standing beside the water tank just woke up, shocked, excited, and excited!

Princess Changle's eyes were full of admiration.

"Unexpectedly, the husband is omnipotent, even making things in his daughter's house!"

Since entering this marquis mansion, the strange things that Tang Hao has told have opened up the eyes of Princess Changle.

Where did the three emperors and the five emperors come from? What did the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the moon palace look like, and the love between humans and snakes of Lady Xu Xianbai...

These stories were beyond imagination, only Princess Changle was fascinated by them.

Even as Princess Changle looked at Tang Hao's handsome face, she had some doubts whether this person was a god who has lived for a thousand years, or an imaginary person!

Knowing astronomy from the top, geography from the bottom, and this time the daughter's rouge gouache can be made, which is beyond the imagination of Princess Changle.

However, Li Wanqing was not as delicate as Princess Changle thought. Looking at the figure away, she smiled like a flower, but her heart was like eating honey.

It seems that the man in front of his eyes can do everything with his hands.

This time, it was really exciting to be able to do something that their daughters sought after for the two of them.

A word came from the front, interrupting their thoughts.

"If you don't come again, you won't see the most important thing."

The two who were still in a daze suddenly woke up, lifted a corner of their clothes, and hurriedly followed.

The utensils used to steam the wine had been transported back to the mansion, and Tang Hao from the imperial house ordered another set.

The raging flame licked the dark bottom of the pot. When the water boiled, Tang Hao grabbed a few handfuls of fresh petals and threw them into the pot, covered the wooden lid, and looked at the two people who were standing by the pot with wide-eyed eyes. , Tang Hao was amused for a while.

"This thing is simple, who of you will do it?"

They are the two wealthy members of the royal family, why have they ever burnt fire and added firewood?

But seeing the added distilling utensil, the two of them couldn't stop being curious, always wanting to see what would come out in the end, and they didn't want to miss every minute and every second of the miracle.

One can not help but get firewood, the other add fire, and the division of labor can cooperate.

Tang Hao took a break while he was busy, walked directly out of the house, and went to the north house to go to sleep.

Tang Hao estimated that this pot of water could not be cooked well within half an hour.

In the dimness, Li Wanqing ran over excitedly with a little black ink on her face.

"Husband! Get up! The pot is burning dry!"

Seeing the dark marks on the jade face, Tang Hao endured and endured, but did not laugh.

Li Wanqing was still pulling and ran towards the house.

When Tang Hao walked to the house and saw Princess Changle with the same black and white face, Tang Hao couldn't help but laughed out loud and thought.

"I really embarrass these two ladies."

It seemed that the scorching black on their faces could not affect the excitement of the two of them, standing side by side in front of the pot, urging.

"Hurry up, husband! What's next?"

Tang Hao suddenly had his spirits. After all, it was the first time he made it. He didn't know what to do, but he was a little hopeful.

Success or failure is in one fell swoop!

Remove the lid of the pot, a scent of raw grass came out with the rising smoke.

Suddenly, Tang Hao was caught off guard and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, instinctively that the smell was really a bit spicy.

Before speaking, the two beautiful ladies next to them had already choked and coughed violently, mixed with retching.

Li Wanqing covered her nose and mouth, arched her waist, her eyes were red and she wanted to run away.

This smell! Who will bear it!

Between raising her legs, she caught a glimpse of Princess Changle, who was squatting on the ground and retching, and she took it up.

"Tang Hao! Are you trying to murder the two of us!"

"Look at what the hell you made!"

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