The pheasant is eating meat.

The family members were gnawing meat together.

Today, the farmers' association organized hunting, and the pheasant signed up. The husbands of more than 60 of them took the iron swords issued by the farmers' association, brought shields and spears, and went to the old forest next to the residential area to hunt.

According to what the officials said, this is done to ensure that the young and old in the home are not disturbed by wild animals.

Pheasant was not sure whether this was right, but he knew that he had participated in the hunting today, so he assigned two pheasants hunted by stone gods with bows and arrows at home.

This chicken is not fat, but it is bigger than the chickens raised at home, so it has more meat.

Pheasant brought the two chickens back, his wife...that is, his former neighbor, Sister Shuang, and Sister used firewood distributed by the farmers' association to burn a pot of boiling boiling water. After scalding the boiling water, they took off the chicken feathers and then slowly simmered it.

There were no expensive spices at home, only a little bit of wine and some salt were added.

However, even if it is so simple to stew, the meat of the champagne is unspeakable.

The pheasant cut half of the chicken himself, squatted in the corner of the wall, hugged it and gnawed it hard.

Frost cut the remaining chicken, pour some sauce and dip it.

The children at home are not willing to obey Frost's arrangements.

He held the big chicken legs, followed the pheasant, squatted beside the pheasant, and ate with it in big mouthfuls.

The pheasant found the child beside him, stopped gnawing, thought for a while, pulled off a chicken wing from the half chicken in his hand, handed it to the child, and then lowered his head and gnawed it hard.

When Shuang saw it, she was both angry and a little happy.

She was married and became a widow. She was alone with her children and should have had a hard time living.

But the guy Zhi kept taking care of them, and she could see that Zhi was pure at the beginning.

But, Pheasant is always a man.

He was old and had such impulse, but he didn't seem to understand what it was.

Shuang was grateful for his kindness and was willing to teach him something like that.

Then, Shuang actually didn't think about marrying him.

Because pheasant was obviously loved by the officials of the Farmers' Association and had a future.

If a widow like him marrys him, it is a huge burden not to say that he is not unlucky, but to say that he is a child with him.

However, the pheasant took on this burden.

Frost felt that pheasant might not really understand what this means.

He was just like a calf, arching.

The things he was thinking about were nothing but enough to sleep well and bury.

However, even so, he still bears the responsibility of her and her son.

Because the child had contact with pheasants since childhood, he treated him as his elder brother, so the two families were merged into one several times, and he had no reluctance.

When cheesy said, everything from eating alone was a trivial matter, to now, I am willing to put myself in second place, and regard the family's fullness and clothing as the first priority.

I have to say that he has grown a lot.

Frost chuckled, picked up a piece of chicken, squatted next to the special pair of "brothers", imitated them and started eating.

After the family finished their meal, chewed her mouth with her hands, then wiped her hands on her butt, and got up and was about to leave.

Shuang grabbed him and said, "Change clothes, the magistrates should not like your dirty look."

"Okay." Pheasant nodded, without any objection.

Shuang then slapped his son on the head: "Who told you to get your clothes dirty?"

The child was beaten like this and felt aggrieved: "I learned it..."

"This is not allowed to be learned!" Shuang said sternly.

"Yes." The child pouted, his face full of joy.

"Wash your clothes yourself later!" Ask your son a task like a charcoal in the snow.

My son is happier.

...

"Uncle." The child's excited voice came from outside the window.

Ju Zizhou raised his eyebrows, raised his head, and saw a familiar little face outside the window.

"Qin Xi?" Ju Zizhou was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Qin Xi quickly climbed into the room through the window, then stood up and patted the dust on his body, and said, "I'll come to see you!"

Ju Zizhou was a little confused: "How did you know about this place?"

When Qin Xi heard Ju Zizhou's question, he forced himself to look calm, but his eyebrows were raised high.

Seeing him like this, Ju Zizhou couldn't help but sigh: "You! Sit down quickly, did you come out?"

"The father doesn't care." Qin Xi sat next to Ju Zizhou, sitting in a straight posture and a well-behaved attitude: "What is my uncle writing?"

"Write some prose." Ju Zizhou smiled and asked, "Did you really have your father allowed me?"

"Oh..." Qin Xi twisted his body: "What uncle said, will I still lie to you?"

"Haha." Ju Zizhou smiled: "What are you doing recently?"

"Read some books and then continue to do experiments." Qin Xi said with his fingers: "I tried more than 30 kinds of medicine powders and roughly determined the principle of wheat flour explosion and things that can also produce similar explosions."

"Is that true?" Ju Zizhou frowned: "Where has the experiment been carried out now?"

"Some Dr. Hu in the palace said that you can try it with some dry medicinal materials that are sexually hot."

"Dr. Hu's opinions... are of great reference value." Ju Zizhou sighed.

"Really?" Qin Xi's eyes lit up: "Dr. Hu also said that even if it is an explosion, we must follow the order of the fourth class, divide the king and the ministers, and determine the superiority and inferiority."

"What is his opinion?" Ju Zizhou's mouth twitched.

"He said that wheat flour is made from bran wheat, made from dry and ground by stone mill. Because stone mill is stone and is cold in nature, wheat flour should be something that is cold on the outside but hot on the inside. Therefore, wheat flour should be a messenger medicine and cannot be used as the main medicine. If you want it to explode, you must follow the principles of growth and restraint, and use drugs that are hot on the outside but cold on the inside as an auxiliary..."

Qin Xi retelled Dr. Hu's opinion in a very good manner, and Ju Zizhou sat aside and sighed.

"Dr. Hu's knowledge is too profound. Uncle thinks you may not be able to understand and implement it, so you should... don't listen to him." Ju Zizhou was very helpless.

"Eh?" Qin Xi was a little confused: "But uncle, I think what Dr. Hu said makes sense."

"You said before that you have discovered the principle of wheat flour explosion. Can you tell me about it with your uncle?" Ju Zizhou changed the topic.

Qin Xi was immediately attracted by this question, so he excitedly said to Ju Zizhou: "Uncle, this is actually the case..."

The principle of dust explosion is actually very simple.

However, Ju Zizhou was still a little moved when he discovered this phenomenon from scratch, experimented over and over again, finally determined its principle, and finally described it in simple language.

"You are so awesome, you've confirmed this so quickly..."
Chapter completed!