Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 45 Ketchup Controversy

He Miao: "Tell me, I will make delicious food from now on, and you will be indispensable!"

After all, Hu Daxian is an "old fox" who has practiced for many years and is full of evil ideas.

"You can just find some chicken blood, duck blood, or pig blood, and just wipe it on your head and you're done? How can you use real blood?"

"Seeing how you put it lightly, I don't raise pigs. In my house, chickens and ducks are not easy to kill. If I were to catch one and kill one, it would be the same crime as killing an individual."

He Miao rolled her eyes, what a bad idea!

Hu Daxian: "Look, why are you so anxious? If you don't have real blood, fake blood won't work? In this way, I will give you a friendly sponsorship."

As she spoke, she took off her large master's robe and trotted to the backyard.

He Miao: Friendly sponsorship? You're a very nice person, but I spent a whole five taels of silver, and you still can't get enough of your service.

After a while, Hu Daxian picked a few tomatoes from the backyard, held them in his arms and ran back.

"Here, take it and boil it into pulp. The color is almost the same as blood."

Seeing the confident look on her face, He Miao was doubtful. Is this possible?

She often ate ketchup with French fries. It was not specially processed and had a different texture than blood.

Mrs. Zhou has a sharp eye and is a thief, so she is probably not easy to fool.

Zhou Fulu, that damn fat guy, is only thinking about getting a wife, so he will definitely check her carefully.

Yes, if skills are not enough, knowledge is needed!

He Miao didn't have time to say goodbye, so she went home with tomatoes in her lapel. She went into the West House and went to the library to find a copy of "Production of Film and Television Props". Although there were not so many materials available at hand, with the textbook as a guide, it was not easy to make it. of ketchup.

She took advantage of the Zhou family's grandparents and grandchildren to stay in the main room and watch over Xiao Xi, so she sneaked into the kitchen and started making it.

First wash and cook the tomatoes, add a little water to make a paste, add some honey, and cook together with the corn kernel slurry.

Corn slurry is not hard to come by. The main thing is a delicate job. Peel off the cooked corn husks bit by bit, squeeze out the soft core, pour it into the pot and cook together. Stir while cooking. Depending on the overall thickness, , add starch in a small amount.

It's not difficult, the main thing is that the dosage needs to be accurately controlled and the mixing is diligent.

Fortunately, the final product lived up to He Miao's hard work and looked really decent. She packed the prop plasma and waited for the opportunity.

Throughout the whole day, Mrs. Zhou stared at Feng Xiaoxi as if she were a prisoner, fearing that her skin might be damaged a little.

He Miao really couldn't find a chance to make a move.

Mrs. Feng Liu was also anxious. If this continued, the three-day period would come soon. Wouldn't it be in vain!
  However, even prisoners have the right to go to the latrine.

Old Mrs. Zhou was as meticulous as an ox, and she had to supervise even at this time. Feng Xiaoxi walked in front, and she walked behind. The former entered the hut, closed the wooden door, and she waited at the door.

This old lady also fought hard for her grandson!
  He Miao quickly returned to the house, wrote a small note, rolled it into a ball and threw it at the door of the latrine when Mrs. Zhou was not paying attention.

She knew Xiao Xi's habit. When she saw rubbish, she would habitually bend down to pick it up and throw it away.

Feng Xiaoxi came out of the toilet and saw the paper ball, so she picked it up.

"Ahem, Xiao Xi, are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" He Miao deliberately attracted her sister-in-law's attention.

Xiao Xi looked up at her sister-in-law, understood instantly from her eyes, and secretly stuffed the paper ball into the palm of her hand.

"I'm not hungry, Sister-in-law, just go about your business!"

Mrs. Zhou knew that He Miao was very evil and didn't want her to talk to her grandson-in-law-to-be.

She took Xiao Xi's arm and said, "Your third sister-in-law is full of bad luck. Stay away from her. Don't bring her to our Zhou family again if she gets bad luck."

He Miao: That’s outrageous! You don't attack people like this all the time. After the two returned to the house, she went up to the roof.

He has a good foundation in Taekwondo, so climbing up and down the eaves is a piece of cake.

The note said that Xiao Xi should walk behind the old lady when she returns to the house after going to the toilet next time. Then she only needs to slow down and pause at the edge of the second brick at the door.

Zhou's grandson Douda couldn't read a bunch of characters, and even if he found the note, he couldn't understand the content.

In addition, He Miao's calligraphy was extremely sloppy, and when he saw it, he thought it was some kind of waste paper with scribbles on it.

Soon, the opportunity came.

Feng Xiaoxi followed Mrs. Zhou slowly into the house.

Mrs. Zhou was dissatisfied: "Why do you think you pee so much? I haven't seen you drink much water all afternoon. It's killing me all the time. Take a few steps!"

"Hey, here we come!" Xiao Xi responded, but her actions slowed down even more.

When she reached the agreed place, she stood silently.

It's time for He Miao to show off!

She aimed one hand at Xiao Xi's forehead and poured the prop plasma on it, and with the other hand she threw a tile into the open space between the two of them.

After doing this, she quickly retracted her body and lay down on the eaves.

The huge noise frightened Mrs. Zhou. When she turned around, she saw Xiao Xi covering her head and grinning in pain.

She was shocked and shouted over, trying to uncover Xiao Xi's hand and check the wound.

"Ouch, it hurts! Third aunt, don't touch it, it hurts!"

Mrs. Zhou saw bright red and sticky blood oozing out from between Feng Xiaoxi's fingers covering her forehead. At that moment, her heart was as broken as the tiles.

"Oh my god! What a bloody disaster!"

When Feng Liu and others hurriedly came out of the back room, He Miao had also quietly jumped down.

She went over to support Xiao Xi and handed a handkerchief to Xiao Xi to cover the wound. She said, "It's over. Hu Daxian's words have come true. This is unsolvable!"

Mrs. Feng Liu: "How can this be done? You are still suffering from this at home. I have told your father to repair the tile felt on the roof. If you are lazy and don't listen, it will be over now. Take Xiaoxi there quickly." Find a doctor!"

"Hey, let's go now. Come on, sister, slow down!" He Miao quickly agreed, and went out with her "weak" sister-in-law towards Jiang Langzhong's house.

This time, everyone cooperated so well that even Mrs. Zhou couldn't tell the difference.

It was dark when they came back. He Miao asked the doctor to wrap a gauze bandage on Xiao Xi's head. After entering the house, Xiao Xi went back to the house to rest.

He Miao explained to everyone, especially the ancestors and grandsons of the Zhou family: "Dr. Jiang said that the tiles were hard and fell from a high place. Xiao Xi was hit hard this time. He bled a lot and is still dizzy. , I’m afraid I have to rest for a few days.”

Mrs. Feng Liu pretended to be worried: "I shouldn't have found that great immortal, whose calculations were so accurate, so that my daughter suffered such a big loss and saw so much blood!"

The grandfather and grandson of the Zhou family at the dinner table could no longer eat.

Unexpectedly, a master as powerful as Hu Daxian could not relieve such evil spirits. It seems that Zhou Fulu's marriage is hopeless.

After the meal, Mrs. Zhou had long since lost her aggressive look. She was worried and fearful, and did not dare to stay longer for fear of being attacked by unwarranted evil spirits.

She hastily exchanged a few words with Feng Qinkui, then went back to the house to sleep, and would leave for Zhou's home early tomorrow morning.

That night, Zhou Fulu cried and howled like a pig, making Yuen Long unable to sleep.

(End of this chapter)