The Barbarian General, like a child, blinked his big eyes filled with curiosity and eagerly asked, "What happened next? Did the Jade Emperor trick the monkey into becoming the Horses’ Fortune without any trouble?"
Yun Chunnuan couldn’t help but laugh, "Fool, I’m telling you a bedtime story! To know what happens next, tune in next time!"
Yelyu Lie: "..."
"Nuannuan! My good wife, just tell me if there was any trouble or else I can’t sleep!"
As soon as he started to whine, the Little Princess gave in quite easily.
"Hmm, if you close your eyes, I’ll tell you a little more."
Yun Chunnuan regretted it, she shouldn’t have started "Journey to the West" in the first place. This story appeals to everyone, regardless of age or era.
"Okay!" The Barbarian General, like a well-behaved child, immediately closed his eyes.
His long eyelashes fluttered, showing that although his eyes were closed, he was still very eager.
Yun Chunnuan, helpless in laughter, continued to tell him another part.
This time, however, she deliberately skipped the exciting part of ’Wreaking Havoc in Heaven’, summarizing it briefly.
Perhaps she wasn’t as vivid this time, or maybe he was too sleepy; after a while of his eyelashes fluttering, his breathing gradually became steady, even lightly snoring.
Yun Chunnuan smiled and lowered her head, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.
When she quietly opened the door to the room, several little maids tumbled in together.
Almost letting out a surprised scream, they quickly covered their mouths.
Yun Chunnuan: "..."
She gestured for the little maids to leave, and they quietly crept outside.
After Yun Chunnuan went outside and closed the door, Qiao’er couldn’t wait to ask, "Princess, princess! How did the people of the Heavenly Palace deal with the Great Sage Sun? Did they capture him?"
Yun Chunnuan: "?"
"You were eavesdropping?"
Qiao’er’s smile stiffened, and she quickly waved her hands, "No, no! Except for Sun the Monkey, I heard nothing! Princess, tell me what happens next!"
Not only Qiao’er but the other three little maids also looked full of curiosity.
Yun Chunnuan was simply speechless!
She really regretted it! She should have told a story from the language textbook!
No!
Tell a math problem!
Guaranteed no one would want to listen!
Was she going to develop a side job as a storyteller?
However, facing these faces full of curiosity, Yun Chunnuan really didn’t know how to refuse.
In the end, she thought about making handmade soap while telling the follow-up to the little maids, even attracting Aunt Ye Dama over time.
It became a small book club!
She couldn’t focus on making soap at all.
After finishing the ’Wreaking Havoc in Heaven’ part, the people were still unsatisfied.
Yun Chunnuan, however, with a stern little face, said, "Food isn’t eaten in one bite, nor are stories finished in one day.
The Monkey King still needs to find a master and go through seventy-two obstacles. Even if I talked all day and night, I couldn’t finish it. I’ll continue after I’m done, OK?"
Nobody knew what ’OK’ meant, but the Little Princess’s pretty face really turned cold.
Whatever the case, it’s good to stop while you’re ahead.
Qiao’er quickly called out to gather the other maids and take them away.
Aunt Ye Dama stayed behind, "Madam, what are you planning to do? Is there anything this old servant can help with?"
Yun Chunnuan originally wanted to say no, but this was indeed something only Aunt Ye Dama could do, "Aunt Ye Dama, is there still mutton fat in the kitchen?"
"Yes, Madam, what do you need tallow for?"
In fact, the best oils for making handmade soap are coconut oil and olive oil, but due to limited conditions, tallow is used instead.
"You’ll know once it’s done, help me get some."
She glanced at the jar, where the plant ash water had settled for ten days and was no longer so turbid.
The ash had settled to the bottom, and the alkali liquor’s color was like malt syrup, estimated to be at least 500g.
Just prepare 100g of tallow.
She picked up the sauce-colored jar; Aunt Ye Dama quickly took it over, "Madam, just ask us servants for these tasks, your health is too weak for such labor."
Yun Chunnuan didn’t insist. Aunt Ye Dama carried the jar while she led the way to the small kitchen.
Upon reaching the small kitchen, looking at the two large pots, she hesitated again.
This is used for cooking meals; placing plant ash in it would be too filthy for use.
Aunt Ye Dama seemed to notice her hesitation, "Madam, do you need a pot?"
Yun Chunnuan nodded.
Aunt Ye Dama led Yun Chunnuan to the back of the kitchen, where there was a very large pot that, according to Aunt Ye Dama, was specially used for heating water for daily use.
Yun Chunnuan observed the large pot, found it quite clean and big enough, then added a shallow layer of water into it, asking Aunt Ye Dama to fetch a small basin, placing the tallow and plant ash in a 1:5 ratio together in it.
As the water gradually boiled, the oil and plant ash in the small basin began to boil.
Yun Chunnuan found a clean little stick and kept stirring for about ten minutes until it was mixed together.
The mixed soap liquid gradually turned milky, much like the soap from her time.
Continuing to stir, when half of the water had evaporated, Yun Chunnuan added some salt, about 5g, to increase the hardness of the handmade soap.
When the water almost evaporated dry, she brought out a few round little liquor cups she had prepared earlier and poured the soap liquid into each successively.
After finishing these, it was time to wait for cooling.
By the current weather in Bianliao, the soap could be unmolded and formed by tomorrow!
Yun Chunnuan carried four, Aunt Ye Dama took six, totaling ten little liquor cups and placed them on the windowsill of the main bedroom.
Having been involved throughout the process, Aunt Ye Dama was extremely curious, "Madam, is this thing edible?"
Yun Chunnuan curved her lips into a smile with quite a bit of pride, "If it succeeds, it’ll be better than edible! You’ll know tomorrow!"
Since Madam said so, Aunt Ye Dama couldn’t keep asking and said a few words before retreating.
Yun Chunnuan turned back to look at the Barbarian General of her house who was still in deep sleep.
She locked the room door and then approached the two potato plants.
If she remembered correctly, a potato vine could yield at least 4-8 potatoes, or even more if they were small potatoes.
This celadon flowerpot, although beautiful, couldn’t hold all the potatoes if they grew.
It needed transplanting...
Yun Chunnuan looked around the room and finally discovered a wooden box resembling a drawer, about 20 centimeters deep, holding various daggers.
Yun Chunnuan sorted out the daggers and transplanted the potato plants into the wooden box.
The two potato plants were nestled closely, placed in a corner, and barely enough soil left, with a considerable empty space in the wooden box.
After finishing all this, Yun Chunnuan patted her dirt-covered hands.
She turned around, peeked out, and stealthily glanced at the man lying on the bed...