Queen Mother is a Scientist

Qin Laowu came in, glanced at Wei Han who had left, and silently glanced at Fu Tingye's face.

Sure enough, it was very ugly.

"General, don't you have the general knowledge of that old man." Qin Laowu intentionally said a few words to ease the atmosphere. "He is an old and stubborn, with a bad temper, looking at the power, but in fact he can't make much waves."

Fu Tingye said with a sullen face: "I'm just worried that he will deliberately embarrass Hua Qingxue."

Qin Laowu couldn't help but happily hurry up and asked: "General, do you really like that girl?"

That girl?

Why does this title sound so unpleasant?

Fu Tingye looked at Qin Laowu with a black face, "She is my wife who hasn't been through."

"..." Qin Laowu smiled embarrassingly.

General, your peach blossoms are blooming so suddenly that they are so unexpected...

Qin Laowu said: "If you want to be the wife of your sister-in-law, it will be just two days to live there. Why bother to go to the military prison to suffer..."

Sister-in-law?

This sounds good.

Fu Tingye glanced at him and said, "You don't take it when I think she wants it?"

Qin Lao Wu froze for a while, "Isn't it?"

Fu Tingye: "..."

Qin Laowu's eyes widened a bit, "General...Wouldn't you be serious? Let Mrs. Sister...be a weapon?"

It seems that for anyone else, it is incredible to let a woman be a weapon.

Fu Tingye didn't want to talk about this topic deeply. He knew that it didn't make sense to talk about it. Before Hua Qingxue made the finished product, he was probably the only one who believed her.

Fu Tingye asked himself whether his trust in Hua Qingxue stems from his good feelings for her, or is he too tempted to take the crossbow in her mouth and wants to take a risk?

Maybe both...

"General?" Qin Laowu shouted again when he saw his silence.

Fu Tingye was too lazy to talk about it again and sent him: "Go down to count the soldiers and horses, and the craftsmen who will bring the military equipment prison to investigate the terrain tomorrow morning."

"Oh..." Qin Laowu touched the back of his head and turned to go out.

...

Hua Qingxue was lying at the table writing and drawing, and was studying the recipe of handmade soap.

If she continued to eat, she was trapped with no butter and dairy products. She thought she could make good use of handmade soap. As a result, after careful study, it seemed to be very limited...

Currently, she can only make the most basic family soaps. If she wants to make more advanced soaps with skin care and beauty effects, she still lacks materials.

The main reason is: she has no fragrance and no oil.

Want to refine the fragrance yourself? Then she needs a still.

Want a still? Then she needs glass, catheter...

This is simply to force her to light the rhythm of the technology tree one by one...

Oil is also a big problem.

When making handmade soap, it is generally best to use olive oil, coconut oil, palm oil, evening primrose oil...well, she doesn’t have any.

The oils that people here usually use are mainly rapeseed oil and sesame oil, and then lard.

It seems that the only thing she can challenge is the sesame oil soap and lard soap.

In fact, these two soaps are also good, the effect of moisturizing and moisturizing is very good, the only pity is... a little monotonous.

Alas, take your time.

Hua Qingxue writes and writes on paper, and plans to make a batch of molds specifically for sesame oil soap and lard soap to improve the style.

Carve a trademark!

Hua Qingxue drew a snowflake on paper, six petals.

Not only did she insinuate her name, she was also cute.

She was watching the trademark of her own design playing, and a shout came out of the door: "Hua girl! Are you at home?"

Wouldn’t she ask her for soap again?

Hua Qingxue hurriedly opened the door and found out that it was a familiar face—the person who came was the coachman who often accompanied Zhao Sheng.

Looking back behind him, I saw a carriage at the gate of the courtyard. The curtain of the carriage was lifted halfway. Zhao Sheng holding a hand warmer was smiling at her.

"Zhao Guanjia." Hua Qingxue walked over and said with a smile, "Zhao Guanjia seems to be in a good mood."

"It's certainly a pleasure to come to Hua Hua." Zhao Sheng smiled and opened the curtains a bit more. "Please ask Hua Hua to get in the car. The house you want to rent has already been found."

"So fast?" Hua Qingxue was slightly surprised.

"How dare you delay the matter of the Chinese girl, it is naturally done as soon as possible."

Hua Qingxue thought, this person feels different when it comes to working, and actually found a house so quickly.

She turned back to the house to get some money, and followed Zhao Sheng into the carriage.

The carriage went along the street. Hua Qingxue opened the carriage curtain and looked at the street outside. How do you feel familiar?

"Zhao Guanjia, how is the house clean? Is it clean?"

"Clean, absolutely clean."

"Is there anything in the house?"

"Yes, everything."

"...Is that expensive?"

"Cheap, as cheap as you want."

"..."

Finally they stopped outside a blue brick stone wall. Hua Qingxue looked at the red-painted gate and murmured, turning his head to look at Zhao Sheng, "Zhao Guanjia, will this room... be too big?"

The big house must be expensive, right?

Zhao Sheng smiled and pushed open the door, "Hua girl, in fact, it's not big inside. I don't believe you go in and see."

Hua Qingxue followed him into the door——

As soon as I entered, there was a stone shadow wall. Bypassing the shadow wall, a boxy large courtyard came into view. The front room was the upper house, and the east and west rooms were on the left and right. Indeed, as Zhao Sheng said, the inside was not too big.

...But not too small.

Hua Qingxue held her purse, and she was a little bit puzzled. "Zhao Guanjia, how much does this house cost a month?"

Zhao Sheng smiled, "It is the same as your original residence, 200 yuan per month."

Hua Qingxue was shocked! "so cheap?!"

She is now sharing a rent with Auntie He for two hundred liters per month. Why is such a large house only two hundred liters? !

"Yeah, I'm looking at bargains too, so I'll quickly show you over."

Hua Qingxue couldn't help but hesitate, "It's so cheap, is it really okay..."

She turned around in every room carefully.

Things are half old, but obviously cleaned, neat and clean, and there is nothing wrong with it. Including the ground in the yard, it is also flat, and there is no weed.

Zhao Sheng said: "The houses in the neighborhood are all large households. The people who come here are not short of money. Who is impatient to rent a house to live? Buy the house directly. Those who are cautious at hand will never find a house to rent here. It’s too far away from the market in front. It’s not convenient to buy anything.”

This is...

Hua Qingxue was thoughtful. This room was indeed a bit away from the market. It was because of this that she appeared quiet. She was not afraid of being far away, but she was afraid of being too noisy.

In the future, if you want to make a stand, it's enough to take a few more steps.

Perhaps because of this, the rent is cheap?

Hua Qingxue gave Zhao Sheng a suspicious look. She felt that it was rude to suspect others at this time... People are working hard to find a room for her, and she should thank the other party for it.

"Sister Zhao's hard work, then...I'll settle down here, when should I sign the lease document?"

Zhao Sheng took out a document from his arms, "I've done it, you press a fingerprint, and I will get someone to register at the government office without worrying about your two trips."

Hua Qingxue once again realized the benefits of someone above...

She pressed her handprint, paid Zhao Sheng half a year to rent, and got the key to her new home.

She finally has a home in this Panshuicheng, although it is rented.

Hua Qingxue followed Zhao Sheng out of the door, wondering which day it was more appropriate to move in. Looking up, he couldn't help but trance.

Really familiar...

A flash of light in her head!

"Ah!..." Hua Qingxue looked at the opposite courtyard wall in amazement, and exclaimed, "Here...is the backyard of the General's Mansion?!"

"Well, not far from the North Point Gate of the General's Mansion." Zhao Sheng replied.

"..." Hua Qingxue couldn't say a word and stared at Zhao Sheng with a very complicated mood.

Is it a coincidence? ...Is it a coincidence? ...Is a coincidence! right? !

Didn’t you arrange me here on purpose? !

As if Zhao Sheng didn't see her expression, she smiled and said: "Lady Hua and our general will be neighbors in the future! In the neighborhood, you can move around in the future!"

Hua Qingxue was silly if he hadn't responded that he was calculated by this housekeeper.

She turned her head silently and didn't want to look at Zhao Sheng's mean face again...

...

Anyway, Zhao Sheng did a great job.

Hua Qingxue felt awkward about being a neighbor to General Jiang, but it was not too conflicting.

She told Auntie He that she had moved, and Auntie He was reluctant to her, but Auntie He also knew that there were some gossips about He Wu and Hua Qingxue recently, which made it really inconvenient for Hua Qingxue to continue living.

The next day happened to be a good day. Aunt He and Aunt Cao moved her together.

Originally, there was not much stuff, the biggest piece of luggage was probably the bath bucket she bought later, in addition to a pile of debris from the bed cover and pots and pans, all piled up on the cart and pulled away.

At the door of the house, Uncle Niu helped her to set off a firecracker, saying that the house would be attracted to the devil when it was empty for a long time, so she had to set off the firecracker to scare the demon away.

Uncle Niu said something serious, which made Hua Qingxue want to laugh, but when she went to the village to follow the custom, she also bought the couplet and the door god, posted it properly, and then sprinkled the pine and cypress branches with salt water all over the place.

After sending away the guests, she stood alone in the yard with a broom and looked up to the sky, a feeling of stability emerged from the bottom of her heart.

...

——Qingzhou Daying.

Fu Tingye sat in the general account and read the spy, and Liang Wensheng walked in with a bitter expression.

"Have you done it?" Fu Tingye looked up at him.

In the past few days, he asked Liang Wensheng to raise materials and craftsmen for bow making.

Liang Wensheng lowered his head in a disturbed expression, "Do... Do it..."

Fu Tingye frowned unpleasantly, "How can a big man talk happily!"

Liang Wensheng said with a sad face: "It's done! But...but..."

Fu Tingye was most annoyed by this kind of speech, and asked in a poor tone: "But how? Don't talk!"

"But... something happened to the military prison!" Liang Wensheng was about to die. "What should I do, General! Wei Jianjian and the craftsman surrounded the girl's tent!"