Chapter 46 April Snow

"Oh, this is the instrument needed to extract essential oils. With it, it will be much more convenient to extract essential oils in the future." Lu Mengji thought of this and twisted his waist excitedly. Although the distiller drawings drawn that day were accidentally burned, it was even more convenient than the distiller designed last time after this transformation. Lu Mengji instantly had a kind of A feeling of relief.

But Lin Daimo didn't feel it at all. "It's just some pictures. It's really a waste. There is not much rice paper at home. Try to save some money in the future." Originally, I wanted to educate Lu Mengji, but when the words came to my mouth, the taste changed again.

"Well," Lu Mengjian looked down at the picture and saw Lin Daimo leaving embarrassedly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It turned out that he disliked his use of paper. He was really a stingy guy, but the paper at home was indeed pitifully few, and he had long been used to remembering many ideas on paper. In this way, it seems that there was really a lack of pen, ink and paper at home. A big trouble. So I decided to buy some pen and paper when I went to the city to deliver the drawings.

After noon, Aunt Li sent a basket full of rhododendrons. Last night, Lu Mengjian didn't mention a word, but Aunt Li had already remembered it. Although she mentioned the matter of the witch later, after all, it was two years ago. Moreover, she had also personally participated in extracting essential oils. Naturally, she also knew that Lu Mengjian was different from the witch, so although she did not agree with the woman's business, she still He took the basket to the field early and picked a basket full of flowers.

Lu Mengjian saw the basket of flowers and thought of the flowers picked in his dream. He was faintly afraid, but he still thanked him for taking over the basket and put it on Aunt Li's bun. The petals were delicate, which made Aunt Li's face much younger.

"Mengjian, the ones you gave me called pure dew really work. For the past two days, I have been applying my face according to the method you said. You can see that the skin on your face seems to have turned white." Aunt Li touched her face. The more she touched it, the more she felt slippery. Even when she went out and saw others, she couldn't help comparing it with her face. She was very proud. .

Aunt Li's face inevitably looks black and rough because she often works on the ground. However, no woman loves beauty, but in the mountain village, the simple conditions do not allow women to love beauty. However, after a long time, Aunt Li certainly does not have to deliberately hide her pursuit of beauty.

"The pure dew is the essence of flowers, which is naturally excellent for the skin." After listening to Aunt Li's words, Lu Mengjian was secretly happy and introduced several simple and affordable beauty methods. "In fact, many flowers have cosmetic effects on the skin, but we have never paid attention to it. My master was Whitening, even bathing with milk, and picking all kinds of flower petals and putting them in the bath water!"

"How much does it take to take a shower with milk? It's too wasteful." After hearing this, Aunt Li waved her hands in shock. For her, these were simply unheard of.

"That's right, now, it's simply a violent thing, but these flowers are different. You are like this locust flowers, and you can fish a lot of them casually, and it's simply a waste that so many flowers in the field are not used. Instead of letting them wither, it's better to make full use of them. We use them to extract essential oils, and the rest are pure Lu can also be used for skin care, how cost-effective it is." Lu Mengjian introduced Aunt Li into the idea he had set step by step. Seeing that Aunt Li couldn't help nodding, she was relieved again.

"Meng Jian, after you left last night, Zhong'er's father said that in fact, there are still many women doing business in this city, but they usually don't show up easily, and there are many women setting up stalls on the street in the city," Aunt Li looked at Lu Mengjian with some guilt. The story of the woman I talked about was also heard from Zhong'er's father. Now think about it, how can it be such a coincidence?

"That's right, I also don't think it's possible. There can be such a woman in the world," Lu Mengjian echoed, but she didn't think so. Although Aunt Li doesn't believe that there is such a person in the world, rumors in the world are often groundless. If there is no basis, how can others make up such a vivid story.

However, Lu Mengji is fundamentally different from that woman, because Lu Mengji knows that what he has done is only to continue the ancients, not deliberately change. The so-called history cannot be changed, and a strong reversal is bound to be counterproductive. Lu Mengzhi has seen so many time-travel stories, and he does not know such a truth. Instead of doing something in vain. If you don't have success, it's better to make yourself happy.

She has always been glad that she did not travel to the emperor's home, otherwise it would be annoying enough for the intrigue at home. How could she live such a free life?

There are many miscellaneous trees in the mountains, and flowers bloom in spring. However, most of the fruits of wild trees are bitter, so even if the flowers are gorgeous, farmers disdain them. After all, it is serious to be able to fill their bellies.

But these seemingly useless wild flowers are better than treasures for Lu Mengji.

For several days in a row, standing at the gate of the courtyard, you can see a piece of silver on the hillside. If it hadn't been for the sunny and warm weather, it would have been mistaken for auspicious snow.

The honeysuckle often attracts many naughty children to look for treasure, and some beautiful girls haunt their brothers to pick a few bunches and put them at home. The fragrance can last for a long time.

This snow-white flower tree, known as "April Snow" by the villagers, attracted Lu Mengjie's attention early in the morning, but he has been busy with his affairs and can't get away.

On this day, after sending the drawings to the Liu family's blacksmith's shop, Lu Mengji went straight up the mountain along the path. At this time, it was late spring, and everything was revived. The originally desolate roadside had already been covered with grass, and the high and low bushes had already been covered with green. From time to time, there were branches slanting out in the middle of the road. Lu Mengjie had to be more vigilant and pay attention to the branches that suddenly appeared in front of him every step.

From time to time, there is also the sound of hares running, and the sound of rustling is like a snake crawling, which makes Lu Mengji alarm bells every time. Climbing halfway up the mountain, she couldn't help but regret her original decision. If she really met poisonous snakes and wild animals, she really couldn't escape. Moreover, when she went out this time, she just said hello to Aunt Li and never mentioned the matter of going up the mountain. If there were really three short stories, I'm afraid she won't wait to find it. There are no bones left.

But since he came, there is no reason to turn back halfway. What's more, Lu Mengji's curiosity about "April Snow" is far better than his fear of the things around him, so he still stiffened his hair and continued to walk up the mountain.

Crossing a stream, you can faintly smell a fragrance. As you go upstream, the aroma becomes stronger and stronger. After walking hundreds of steps, I saw that the crown was covered with silver clouds, as if white clouds were leaning on the branches, and almost the whole tree was held by the silver flower, and it could inadvertently float away with the wind.

Although Lu Mengji read countless flowers, he still opened his mouth amazingly when he saw the true face of the "April Snow" up close. This is obviously a tassel tree over 100 years old, with slender snow-white petals full of branches like tassels, bustling like brocade.

When it comes to tassel trees, people who have studied flowers and trees can't help but think of osmanthus trees. Although Lu Mengjian has never seen the true face of tassel trees before, he has heard about them for a long time. It has always been said that "white cypress depends on osmanthus", among which white cypress is the "April snow" full of silver flowers. It has always been an excellent match to graft osmanthus with white cypress.

This discovery surprised Lu Mengji.

Looking around, you can find many "April Snow" seedlings, and there are several young tassels next to them. If the conditions are suitable, transplanted to the hospital, they are naturally excellent materials for grafting.

The tassel flower on the tree is fragrant. If it is used to extract essential oil, it is also an excellent choice. In this way, the tassel tree is useful all over the body. It is really a little wasteful to be left in the mountains. If you were born in modern times, at least there are people who hold a long SLR and take the beautiful scenery into the scenery. However, they were born in ancient times and had to endure such a cold treatment. Sure enough, it is also a kind of helplessness.

However, since I met Lu Mengji, I'm afraid it's too late for this old tree to maintain its former peace.

Lu Mengjian stood under the tree and looked up at the high canopy. The layers of silver flowers are at least two or three people high from the ground. If you want to pick flowers, you must climb to the tree. However, for Lu Mengjian, who has poor physical coordination, climbing the tree is simply an extreme challenge. So, she can use the flower tree alone. Taking it down is simply a daydream.

"Brother, I want that!" Not far away, there was a crisp child's voice, and it was faintly visible that the figures of several children came here. One of the little boys took his sister's hand and carefully crossed the stream. The little girl was obviously attracted by a silver tree and pointed to the flower tree and asked her brother for it.

"My mother said that you can't climb trees, or go home to fart. Gangzi, if my mother finds me, I won't care," the childish round-faced boy next to him said oldly. Looking at his age, he was obviously two or three years older than the little girl. Seeing his sister's clumsy movements, he looked at her slightly disgustedly.

The boy holding the little girl didn't say anything and only led his sister to the tree.

"Brother, Xiao Zhao wants white flowers," Xiao Zhao curled his lips and stared at the brother in front of him. Obviously, he was scared by the words of the round-faced boy.

"Good boy, my brother will fold it for you later." When the elder brother took off his straw shoes on his feet, he was ready to bow to the tree, and then he found that there was a person standing under the tree.

"Who are you?" The barefoot Gangzi looked alert, and the ghost's eyes stared at Lu Mengzhen.

"Well, I'm in the village at the foot of the mountain. I saw that the flower was blooming well, so I came up to have a look." Lu Mengjie was worried that he couldn't stand the tree. As a result, a group of monkey children came. It was really beautiful. He was calculating in his heart to trick a few tassel flowers.

But Gangzi ignored it and climbed to the branch of the tree a few times. When the other children saw Gangzi climb the tree, they had already forgotten the rules of his mother's broom, and also took off their shoes and climbed to the tree three or two steps. Only the girl named Xiaozhao stood obediently under the tree and looked at his brother's movements.