Little rich farm girl

"Let's go now." Liu Yuanyuan can't wait to find the bee farmer right away.

Brother Jiang signed a carriage and took Liu Yuanyuan out of the city to look for bee farmers. After bumping all the way, they finally stopped the carriage by a small wooden house hidden in the dense forest.

Third brother Jiang protected Liu Yuanyuan behind him, walked through the shelter of dense woods and knocked on the door of the cabin. "Who?" a voice full of vicissitudes came out of the house.

"Old man, we are here to do business with you. Please open the door for us." Liu Yuanyuan said softly to the wooden door.

The wooden door opened slowly with a creak. An old man with a hat and veil came out of the door. Liu Yuanyuan looked at this dress and knew that this should be the old bee keeper. The hat and veil on his head were worn to prevent being stung by bees.

"What are you doing here?" the old beekeeper said impolitely. Liu Yuanyuan glanced at the cabin and found that the old man should live alone. Most of the old people living alone are eccentric, so Liu Yuanyuan didn't care about the old man's attitude.

"I want to buy all the beehives from you." Liu Yuanyuan explained his intention. Unexpectedly, the old beekeeper closed the door directly and shut Liu Yuanyuan and brother Jiang out.

Liu Yuanyuan kept knocking on the door, and finally the old beekeeper opened the door impatiently. "You two are bored. If you don't sell or sell the beehive, how can I raise bees? I rely on these little things to eat."

Liu Yuanyuan took advantage of the opportunity to squeeze into the house and found that the cabin was very simple. The old beekeeper seemed to be preparing lunch. Liu Yuanyuan didn't discuss with the old man, so he came directly to the stove. The ingredients of the old man are very simple. The rice should be left over in the morning, as well as a few eggs and vegetables.

Liu Yuanyuan directly reached out and beat two eggs, then took the green onion and cut it into pieces. "What are you doing here? Hurry up." the old beekeeper had a bad attitude and wanted to drive Liu Yuanyuan and brother Jiang out again.

"I think the old man is just about to have lunch. You have been busy all morning and are very tired. I'll help you make lunch. When you're full, give me some time to talk about business with you." Liu Yuanyuan pressed the old man at the table and motioned to brother Jiang to drag the old man, and then returned to the stove to prepare lunch.

The ingredients in the old man's house are too simple. Liu Yuanyuan can only make the simplest fried rice with eggs for lunch.

It is said that fried rice with eggs is the food that can test a person's basic cooking skills. Liu Yuanyuan likes to eat fried rice with eggs evenly wrapped in rice, so first mix the stirred egg liquid, put a little salt and mix it evenly with rice.

Heat some oil in the pot first, saute the chopped green onion, then add evenly stirred rice and egg liquid, stir fry quickly for a few times, and then a bowl of hot egg fried rice is ready. Liu Yuanyuan put fried rice with eggs in front of the old beekeeper, "old man, please try my craft."

The old beekeeper looked suspiciously at Liu Yuanyuan's face. Finally, he took a taste of the dishes and chopsticks and chewed a few times. The old man's eyes suddenly seemed very surprised. He pulled a few mouthfuls of fried rice randomly and quickly, and there seemed to be a glittering light in his eyes. I ate up a bowl of rice in a few times.

"Old man, sell me all your beehives. How much do you charge? You can bid. I'm entrusted by my friends and especially need these beehives." Liu Yuanyuan sincerely wants the old man to sell them to himself.

The old man sighed, "these bees are the little things I live on. If your fried rice didn't taste like my late mother-in-law, I would never have left you two talking here." the old bee keeper said to his dead wife and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his cuffs.

Liu Yuanyuan thought, "old man, I can pay to build a bee farm for you. As long as you are responsible for taking care of these bees in the bee farm, you will not only be paid every month, but I will wrap up your three meals a day." seeing the old man mention his dead wife, Liu Yuanyuan instinctively feels that the old beekeeper is a reliable person. Moreover, Liu Yuanyuan thinks that as long as lipstick is successfully developed, it will certainly need large-scale production, and the demand for beeswax will become higher at that time. Instead of looking for beehives everywhere, it's better to open a beekeeping farm and have some accessories such as honey and royal jelly.

Afraid that the old man didn't believe him, Liu Yuanyuan took out a silver spindle from his arms and put it on the table. "Take it, old man. The money is enough to open a large beekeeping farm. You can hire a few people at that time to avoid loneliness." brother Jiang comforted. What older people fear most is loneliness. If someone can talk, the mood can be relieved a lot.

The old beekeeper thought for a moment, took the silver and took Liu Yuanyuan and brother Jiang to the beehive in the yard.

Liu Yuanyuan and third brother Jiang returned to Changle building with several boxes of complete beehives. Liu Yuanyuan had no time to eat the rice, so he hurriedly moved the hive he brought back into the yard. First, shake all the residual honey in the hive, cut the clean hive into small pieces, put it into the face bag, seal and sew it.

Liu Yuanyuan then lit the firewood, filled the pot with boiling water, and threw the bag full of beeswax into the pot to boil.

"Why did Yuanyuan throw the beehive into the pot?" asked brother Jiang. It's the first time I've seen someone cook a beehive with boiling water.

Liu Yuanyuan explained to brother Jiang, "there is a substance called beeswax in the honeycomb. I need to extract beeswax as the coagulant of rouge. Because there are many other impurities in the honeycomb, sew it in the bag and throw it into the bag. After boiling, the water-insoluble beeswax will be separated out and the impurities will remain in the bag."

Third brother Jiang nodded thoughtfully and lamented Liu Yuanyuan's rich knowledge again. I think Liu Yuanyuan always knows many things that others have never heard of.

As the water temperature rises, the honeycomb gradually melts in the bag, and yellow things like grease float in the pot. Liu Yuanyuan knew that this was crude beeswax. Pick up a corner of the bag with chopsticks, squeeze all the beeswax in the bag and throw away the bag.

When the temperature of the water in the pot drops, the yellow oil floating on the top layer condenses into a yellow round cake. Liu Yuanyuan picked up the round cake and looked at Lai. There were many residual magazines in the beeswax boiled in the first step.

76 rouge is made