Although Qinghu was a little confused, he still decided to make it first.

Together with Duanfeng, she carried three buckets of white wax to the kitchen.

The firewood in the stove had been burned to red and transparent carbon, and the water in the iron pot was boiling, and as Qinghu expected, only half of the pot remained.

She carried the barrel to the stove, took the gourd scoop, and threw the white wax into the pot to boil one by one.

When the white wax is put into a boiling pot, it immediately melts into a white liquid, and the speckled black-brown impurities also boil and slowly sink to the bottom of the pot.

Qinghu retrieved the steamer from the courtyard, put the steamer on the wooden barrel after spreading gauze, and scooped the white wax water in the pot into the steamer one by one to filter out all the impurities.

Taking advantage of the cooling of the ash water in the wooden barrel, Qinghu washed the iron pot and boiled the pot again.

She took a number of small bowls from the partition, arranged them all, and took out the strips of cotton cloth cut into strips from the sewing basket in the corner.

Duanfeng looked at the little girl's neat and neat technique, and was very confused.

I don't know what she's doing, but it doesn't look like it's the first time.

The time steps are well organized, there is no waste, everything to be used is ready-made, and she knows exactly where to pick it up.

With every step, you could see the shallow smile on her face, and only when she was holding the needlework basket did Duanfeng see that the little girl was a little strange.

There's a little sadness, more anger.

Duanfeng looked at Qinghu quietly, he didn't quite understand her.

Why is she so devoted, so emotional, even if she endangers herself, she has nothing to fear?

This little girl, what kind of existence is she?

The wisdom of the mind is top-notch.

The human body can purify and bless the blood of demons.

The appearance is even more delicate and lovely, and even his 80,000-year-old god is fascinated when he sees it.

Does she have any weaknesses?

Duanfeng couldn't help but think in his heart, she was obviously not an ordinary human girl, but she was so almost perfect.

There is no such thing as perfection in heaven and earth.

Even himself, the only god standing at the apex of the Fire Jade World, had a flaw.

He was suddenly worried.

Qinghu put a strip of cotton cloth in each bowl, and the lid of the pot fluttered "poof", and the small half pot of water was just boiling.

Qinghu pokes the white wax that has recondensed into solid from the water in the pot and puts it into small pieces.

In the stove, the fire is pressed with thin ash.

In the iron pot, the white solid slowly melts into ash water, and the filtered ash water is pure and free of any impurities.

There is less clear water, more ash water, and the two waters are stratified, and the ash water floats on it.

Qinghu took a bowl on the partition and put it on the stove, stood in the center of the bowl with a cotton cloth strip in his left hand, and scooped out the ash water with a gourd scoop with his right hand and poured it into the bowl until it was eight points full.

Haruko threaded a chopstick through the cotton cloth and rested it on the bowl. She squatted down in front of the stove and added ash to extinguish the fire.

She fetched a basin of cold water and put the bowl with the ash water inside.

Next, just wait.

Taking advantage of this, she returned to the courtyard, took Wu Xiaobai into her arms, and checked her condition.

Wu Xiaobai's condition was not very good, Qinghu was about to ask Duanfeng to hire a doctor, only to find that Duanfeng didn't know when he was gone.

But soon, Duanfeng came back with a food box.

He wiped the wooden table that Qinghu had stepped on, spread a white silk tablecloth, and laid out the food in the food box.

It's a full table again.

Wu Xiaobai, who was in Qinghu's arms, smelled the aroma of the food, her face regained some color, and she said sweetly to Qinghu: "Sister Qinghu, I'm hungry." ”

Qinghu nodded her little nose and couldn't help but smile: "It turns out that the little gluttonous cat is hungry." ”