The Space Doctor Became the Favorite of the Exiled Powerful Minister - #95 - Chapter 95: Chili con carne (first update)

Jiang Zhiluo thought of some memories from her childhood and felt a little confused.

But if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with it, so Jiang Zhiluo didn’t think much about it.

 She continued to draw on paper the making of the coir raincoat.

 The coir raincoat is simple to make, but it takes a lot of effort.

 After making the collar, you need to sew up layers of brown leather. After sewing the first layer of brown leather, sew the second layer of brown leather.

This requires a big needle and strong strength to sew.

Anyway, Jiang Zhiluo drew and wrote on the paper, and every step was very detailed.

She would teach her parents how to sew a coir raincoat, or they could sew after looking at the drawings.

Jiang Zhiluo uses a small piece of charcoal to write and draw on paper very quickly, which is faster than writing with a calligraphy brush.

Cui Hejin returned to the house after taking a shower and saw Jiang Zhiluo sitting at the table writing something seriously.

 She looked so focused.

 The candles in the room were dim, and when the wind blew, they swayed slightly, illuminating her slender figure.

 At this moment, she was like the moonlight in the sky, pure and gentle.

Just looking at Jiang Zhiluo, Cui Hejin’s ink-painted eyes filled with tiny glints.

Like moonlight falling into a blue pool, causing gentle and shallow ripples.

Cui Hejin approached slowly, his steps gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing her concentration at this moment.

 He sat down gently at the table, picked up the book on the table and read it.

When Jiang Zhiluo was concentrating on something, she seemed to automatically block out everything around her.

Time passed little by little. After the steps for the coir raincoat were written and drawn, she picked them up and put them aside.

Following that, Jiang Zhiluo took out the paper and started writing the steps for making an umbrella.

 Oil-paper umbrellas are mainly made of bamboo.

I don’t know if there is bamboo here in Beizhou.

Write down the steps first, and then you can make an umbrella directly when you find the bamboo.

There is a lot of rain here in spring and summer, so there must be a lot of demand for umbrellas.

 It’s just that most ordinary people are reluctant to buy umbrellas.

Jiang Zhiluo especially wants to have more umbrellas at home so that she can go out normally on rainy days.

　　It rains heavily, and even if you just go to the yard, you will be soaked by the rain.

 The first step is to chop the bamboo. After cutting the bamboo, the bamboo is harvested and the outer skin of the bamboo is peeled off…

 Then split it in the middle to make the skeleton…

Every step written by Jiang Zhiluo is very detailed. There are bamboos drawn on the drawings and how to operate them.

 Also equipped with umbrella pole and switch.

 Some steps are very delicate work, and the dimensions must be measured, and it won’t work if the dimensions are even slightly off.

This is different from making a coir raincoat. The handwork for the coir raincoat is rough and does not require so much precision and measurement.

 But oil-paper umbrellas cannot. The handle frames of oil-paper umbrellas are all the same size and are very fine.

To make it easier for her father to make oil-paper umbrellas, Jiang Zhiluo wrote the sizes on the paratrooper skeleton and other places.

 Fortunately, dad sometimes does some carpentry work on weekdays, and there is a wooden ruler at home, which is convenient for measuring dimensions.

Jiang Zhiluo almost forgets time and place when writing and drawing.

Cui Hejin has always been by her side.

Occasionally, cold wind blew in through the cracks in the window, bringing with it a chill that made Cui Hejin feel like coughing. He suppressed it and didn’t let himself cough out of fear of disturbing Jiang Zhiluo.

Jiang Zhiluo didn’t know about these.

It wasn’t until almost midnight that Jiang Zhiluo took a breath of relaxation.

 “Now the painting is done!”

Looking at the finished drawings, Jiang Zhiluo was very happy, her eyebrows curled up and she smiled, her eyes curved into crescents, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, like feathers, as if they were brushing the heartstrings of others.

At this moment, Cui Hejin coughed slightly, “Ahem…”

Hearing the sound, Jiang Zhiluo noticed Cui Hejin next to her.

 “Hey, you haven’t slept yet!”

Jiang Zhiluo felt that the time was very late, it was probably midnight. “Well, I’m not sleepy.”

Jiang Zhiluo was confused. Normally, she never saw Cui Hejin sleeping so late.

 She forgets time when she gets busy.

In the modern world of the previous life, it was normal for her to stay up late while training and going on missions in the organization.

“You have to go to school tomorrow, let’s go to bed early.”

“It’s okay. Mr. Li said that if it rains tomorrow morning, the school will have a holiday.”

Jiang Zhiluo’s expression changed. Listening to the sound of wind and rain outside, she thought that the school might really be on holiday tomorrow.

 “That’s good, you can take a rest at home.”

 Speaking, Jiang Zhiluo was still worried about Cui Hejin’s cough, so she went to the stove to pour water.

Jiang Zhiluo’s drawings and charcoal pens were randomly stacked on the table.

At this moment, Cui Hejin looked over there and could see clearly.

He looked at the writing and drawings on the paper, and a faint glint passed through his eyes.

Jiang Zhiluo poured some water over, handed it to Cui Hejin and said, “You will feel better if you drink some water first.”

 She added a little more spiritual spring water to the water.

Cui Hejin said warmly: “Okay.”

Cui Hejin looked at Jiang Zhiluo, but the doubts in his heart were not asked after all.

 After the two of them lay down to sleep, Jiang Zhiluo remembered that there were not enough medicinal materials at home.

There are only enough medicinal materials at home to feed Cui Hejin and Mrs. Cui for two days, so they still have to go to the hospital to buy some medicine.

During this period, I gave Cui Hejin some medicine to drink. He felt much better and didn’t cough much anymore.

Mrs. Cui also said that her body feels much lighter, she has more strength to do things, and her sleep is also better.

It’s just that Jiang Zhiluo understood that if she wanted to fully restore Mrs. Cui’s body, she would have to take medicine for two to three months.

 And Cui Hejin’s body is more complicated than imagined. For the time being, his physical symptoms can only be suppressed. Only when a few key medicinal ingredients are found can he be fully nursed back to health.

 She understands that she still needs to earn more money, and some medicinal materials are really expensive.

 Also, she prescribed some medicinal materials for Zhuang Xingan, but I don’t know if he found them.

She thought that if she could cure Zhuang Xing’an, she would have a lot of money in her hands.

Jiang Zhiluo felt her heart heavy. Thinking about these things, she couldn’t fall asleep for a while.

 She simply entered the space directly.

 Last time the space was upgraded, there was already an acre and a half of fields.

 The previous acre of land was planted with leeks.

However, some have cut three crops.

Jiang Zhiluo thought that there were a few more pie sellers in the town, and the chive box business was not as popular as it was at the beginning.

 After working all morning, I might only sell one or two hundred units.

 It is incomparable to the hot scene at the beginning.

 Everyone who eats chive boxes every day will probably have enough of them and want to change their taste.

 Maybe I’ll just buy a box of leeks once in a while.

 “It’s better to change the leek box business and do something else.”

“After building a house, I probably won’t have much money left.”

Jiang Zhiluo said to herself, “Try making chili con carne, maybe you can make more money.”

Thinking of chili con carne, a light flashed in Jiang Zhiluo’s mind, and she was a little excited, “This thing is cheap and can be stored for a long time.”

“People who run boats stay on the boat for several days at a time, and some stay for half a month. The food is naturally simple. If you bring dry food and chili meat sauce, you can eat well on the boat.”

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiluo’s eyes lit up.

She increasingly felt that chili con carne would have a huge market and would not be easy to imitate.

 The taste is different even after it is made.

And she also inspected the market and knew that the town only had soy sauce and bean paste, but no chili sauce at all, let alone chili con carne.