Seeing Han Sanqian’s somewhat mysterious appearance, Xiao Nu was just about to open her mouth, but then suddenly closed it, followed by a helpless bitter laugh, “Seeing what brother Sanqian means, you’re planning to sell out again.”
“Right?”
“Haha.”Han Sanqian, who had been read by the little slave, let out an embarrassed laugh.
Indeed, there were some things that Han Sanqian didn’t need to say, and the tactical arrangements needed to go that way.
But some things, Han Sanqian himself does not have a spectrum, said is not the same as saying it in vain.
“Go and see if they need help to kill chickens.”Han Sanqian’s words fell, turning towards the backyard.
Xiao Nu nodded and followed Birdie with Han Sanqian.
When the group arrived at the backyard, Lotus and the old village chief had already been busy, and the blood of a dozen roosters had all been taken out.
The efficiency was high and the speed was fast.
“Mr Han
Sheng, the chicken blood is almost ready.”
The old village chief said as he covered the bucket containing the blood with a layer of black cloth.The measure of covering the cloth was certainly not used to ward off any sunlight, and there was no sunlight at night, its main function was to insulate the air so that the blood wouldn’t solidify quickly.
“There’s vermillion in the house, you guys take the bucket over, I’ll go get some soil over.”The old village chief laughed.
Although soil could be found everywhere in the village, but then again, this kind of thing was actually somewhat selective.He needed a very fine kind of soil, a fine kind of soil that if one had stayed in the village for a long time might know where to look for, while those who hadn’t, it was basically impossible.
That is the clay for the roof steps under the eaves.
Because of the building of houses to make eaves steps, those clays are deliberately advanced to be constantly and repeatedly honed, and subsequently piled up to form steps after, the clay here will slowly be protected by the eaves of the house
The soil here will slowly be protected by the eaves from the rain, but because it is located under the eaves and seldom stepped on by people, the soil there maintains a certain degree of dryness and softness.
Once cracked open, the dirt was as grainy as flour.
The old village chief gathered a dustpan and brought it in.
Subsequently, he took out some vermilion sand from inside the box and found a bigger wooden bucket.After putting all the vermilion sand into the bucket, he put another dustpan of soil in.
Almost at the same time as well, the old village chief picked up the bucket containing the chicken blood.
“With this bucket of chicken blood, I estimate that I can blend about two large buckets or so of materials.”
It was much better than Han Sanqian had imagined, after all, such a huge bucket was in fact enough for the village to use for at least several months.
Watching the village headman put all the things in one by one and mix them later, Han Sanqian was also quite patient as he watched.
Although the old village chief was there, the prudent Han Sanqian still had to remember the proportion of how to mix it clearly.
He must guard against the moment when the old village chief is not there, he can also rely on himself to blend this material.
Ten minutes later, two large barrels full of red material had all been thickened.
“Mr Han, everything is all ready.”The old village chief wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed softly.
It had to be said that although this appeared to be a very simple project, the actual operation was quite difficult.
The old village head stirred very evenly, the result produced was also very delicate, and the material that came out in the end was also perfect, neither too thin nor too dry, travelling like running water, and quiet like tofu.
Just like flour, some people can be very precise, and some people can give you more and more, because it’s just a matter of time.
You and more and more, because it in the process, constantly dry and add water, thin and add powder, and finally let you really do not have eyes to see.
Han Sanqian nodded, and with a movement in his hand, he directly collected the two large buckets of heated materials inside his spatial ring.Afterwards, he looked at the people present.
“Alright, it’s getting late, we have to hurry back as soon as possible.”Han Sanqian said.
Lotus nodded and looked towards the old village chief, “Father, why don’t you follow us there.”
The old village chief was actually very clear that he still needed to go back and draw a few new yellow talismans for the villagers, so theoretically he couldn’t go, but his own son was still on Han Sanqian’s side, so his daughter was calling for him to go over there, and was obviously trying to be helpful on that front as well.
After a brief moment of careful thought, he nodded: “Good, if there’s anything I need to help with at that time, I can help.”