The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 222 Toilet Paper
Seeing Liu Linchu's return, Han Qianluo was very happy. On the way back, he kept asking about Liu Linchu's affairs outside. Being with the person he liked, even the boring journey became more interesting.

At this time, there were not too many pedestrians on the road. Those who went to the city had already arrived in the capital, and the people who went back were not so early. There were basically not many people on the road at one time, so Han Qianluo stretched out his hand boldly to hold Liu Linchu's hand, I feel very happy in my heart.

"Brother Linchu, I thought it would be several years before you came back. I didn't expect you to be back now. It's so happy." Han Qianluo said happily.

"Things went relatively smoothly, so I came back early. I'm always not used to being outside." Liu Linchu said softly. To Han Qianluo's ears, these words carried a demagogic power.

The two went back home chatting, and Han Qianluo brought Liu Linchu to his home, so Liu Linchu came back too suddenly, and his yard hadn't been cleaned yet, so he couldn't live in it yet, so he temporarily lived in Han Thousands of home.

"Brother." Han Qianluo shouted loudly as soon as he entered the yard, impatient to tell his elder brother the good news.

Soon Han Qingquan came out from the small courtyard on the right, without Han Qianluo saying anything, he saw Liu Linchu standing next to Han Qianluo at a glance, and said with some surprise: "Linchu, you can be regarded as coming back, Is your business done?"

"It went well, so I came back early." Liu Linchu replied with a smile, and then the two sat down to chat.

Han Qianluo hurried into the house to take out the bamboo mat, washed it carefully, and exposed it to the hot sun, not only to dry the freshly washed water, but also to dry out the small bugs that may exist in the bamboo mat. die.

Not only the bamboo mats, but Han Qianluo moved out all the things needed to make the bed, such as cotton wool, and exposed them to the sun before rushing to prepare lunch.

When Liu Linchu came back, Han Qianluo naturally wanted to welcome him with some delicious food. She took out the vegetables she had bought on the street and started to tidy up.She bought two chickens, a large piece of pork, and several fish, each weighing about two kilograms.

Because the long-term workers in the family have a lot of food, she bought a lot of fish. The reason why she bought so much fish was because fish was cheaper and other meat was more expensive.

Han Qianluo planned to make these fish into sweet and sour fish, so it would take some time, so she started to prepare them early. After cleaning the fish, she poured oil into the pan and started frying the fish.

The only servant in the house was helping to light the fire. This servant had been in Han's house for a while, and he was familiar with Han Qianluo's dishes. However, he couldn't help but said when he saw Han Qianluo frying fish with so much oil: "Miss Han, why does this fish use so much oil, what a waste."

"Too little oil is not enough. If there is too little oil, it will stick to the pan." Han Qianluo said as he turned over one of the fish and fried the other side.

The servant also knew that so many fish must be prepared for those servants, so he said: "I have never seen a master like you who prepares the food for the servants so carefully. People are so kind." After speaking, he looked very moved.

Han Qianluo felt that what she did was very normal and ordinary. No matter who she was, whether she was a servant or not, people's sense of taste would not change because of the change of status. Everyone hoped to eat better. The food, and she didn't deliberately do anything, she has always done it like this.

Moreover, Han Qianluo felt that the requirements of these people were too low. Didn’t they just cook some delicious food? How could they be so touched, so she said a little puzzled: “I can’t eat it just because it’s what you eat. Just made it taste bad on purpose, right?"

The servant didn't say anything else, just quietly lit the fire and cooked.Han Qianluo also continued to fry the fish, and it took a while to fry all the fish, and then put them in a big basin for later use.

After frying the fish, Han Qianluo began to prepare two other dishes, kung pao chicken and twice-cooked pork, and then fried two side dishes, and finally made the fried fish into sweet and sour fish, and then called the long-term workers over Have a meal.

Just as Han Qianluo put the fried dishes on the table, the long-term workers came in, and when they saw the dishes on the table, they said excitedly: "Today is another delicious meal, I have been asking about the aroma for a long time."

"It seems that it is right to choose to come here. If this is in the home of other big families, they will not be treated so well. Every day, there will be meat to eat." Another long-term worker said.

"The key is that the meat is still so delicious."

"Yes."

These long-term workers chattered about today's meals, and the room became very noisy for a while, Han Qianluo hurriedly said loudly: "Stop talking, let's eat." The long-term worker immediately stopped discussing and sat down quickly to start eating.

Han Qianluo and the others did not eat at the same table as the long-term workers, because there were too many people and one table could not be filled, so there were two tables, one for the long-term workers, and one for the others.

Liu Linchu had always followed the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping, so he never spoke when eating, and Yu Wenxuan also had the same habit, so Han Qianluo and the others ate very quietly, and no one spoke.

Washing the dishes after eating is not Han Qianluo's business, it is the servant's business, so after the meal, Han Qianluo took Liu Linchu to the small yard to talk, and Han Qingquan didn't come in to disturb them.

"Brother Linchu, you won't go out again this time, will you?" Han Qianluo asked a little worriedly.

"If there are no accidents, I won't go out again." Liu Linchu held her hand to comfort her, then took her shoulders, took her into his arms, hugged her gently, and whispered in her ear. He said, "Let's get married, shall we?"

At this time, Han Qianluo's nose was filled with questions belonging to Liu Linchu, and she felt at ease all of a sudden, as if someone would carry it for her when the sky fell, and she didn't have to worry about anything anymore, so she was fascinated She nodded vaguely and said, "Okay, let's get married."

Liu Linchu smiled softly and said, "Then I'll start preparing?" Han Qianluo realized what she had promised when she came back to her senses, but she didn't regret it, but nodded: "Okay, then what shall we do?" When will we get married?"

"I'll discuss it with Qingquan again, see what day is suitable, and then make a decision, okay?" Liu Linchu asked softly.

Naturally, Han Qianluo would not have any opinions, nodded in agreement, and was about to say something else, when he suddenly heard Yu Wenxuan shouting outside: "Miss Han, Miss Han."

Han Qianluo knew that something must have happened, so he quickly stood up and walked out and asked, "What's wrong?" Yu Wenxuan handed over a stack of paper in his hand and said, "Look, this is the paper made this morning. It’s just useless like this.”

Han Qianluo took the stack of papers, and felt different as soon as she held them in her hands. The stack of papers gave her a very soft feeling, which didn't feel like writing paper at all. She took a closer look , found that these papers are very thin.

These papers are really inappropriate for writing, so Yu Wenxuan said with a sad face: "All the papers made this morning are of this kind, and there are quite a few of them."

Han Qianluo was very happy when she saw these papers. This kind of paper happened to be used as toilet paper. She always wanted to make it, but she couldn't make it. Later, she gradually forgot about it. Now she saw these papers all of a sudden. remember.

"The paper is very good. I have other uses. Who made it?" Han Qianluo asked happily.

"Come with me." Yu Wenxuan said.

Han Qianluo and Yu Wenxuan came to the courtyard next door and saw four people making paper, so they raised the paper in their hands and asked, "Which of you made these papers?"

The four papermakers looked at each other, and no one spoke for a while.When Han Qianluo saw this, he realized that they must have thought that he was going to punish them, so he quickly said, "I won't punish you. Can any of you tell me how this paper is made?"

The four of them paused for a moment, and finally a man stood up and explained the process of making the paper in detail.After listening to it, Han Qianluo thought for a while and said, "Yu Wenxuan, we will make this paper for the next few days."

"I see." Yu Wenxuan replied.

Han Qianluo took the paper and went back very happily, and returned to the small courtyard before.Seeing her happy face, Liu Linchu asked curiously, "Xiao Luo, why are you so happy?"

"Look at this paper." Han Qianluo said as he passed the paper in his hand.

Liu Linchu took the paper and looked at it, but he still didn't understand, and said in confusion: "Why is this paper so thin, I'm afraid it can't be used for writing?"

"It's true that you can't write, but it can be used for other purposes." Han Qianluo said.

Liu Linchu thought for a while, but still couldn't figure out what to do with this thin and soft paper, so he asked curiously, "I can't think of what else to do with it."

Han Qianluo hesitated for a while, and finally told him in a low voice: "This can be used as toilet paper." Liu Lin was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and said, "Indeed, this kind of paper is just right. You can even imagine yourself."

Han Qianluo was very embarrassed by this sentence, and quickly argued: "I just think this kind of paper is definitely more comfortable to use as toilet paper. I want to buy more. What do you think?"

"You can try it, but I think only those rich people are willing to buy it, and ordinary people should be reluctant." Liu Linchu replied.

Han Qianluo naturally knew this, but who wouldn't want to earn more, so she replied: "You can earn a little, and it's good for yourself."

(End of this chapter)