Zhang Wei looked at the dilapidated house that he had lived in a few times and felt a little moved that this was the last legacy left to him by his original parents. He wanted to make some arrangements for this trip and might be used in the future. As the saying goes: If a person has no long-term thinking, he will have immediate worries. It is better to make some preparations in advance than when needed, but he cannot imagine it.

He first took all the remaining rice in his home to the mill in the village to grind it into fine fine rice noodles. During this period, the villagers asked how to eat the rice noodles. Zhang Wei only made some noodles, rice cakes and other things. Sometimes, some villagers asked Zhang Wei about getting married by saying hello to Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei answered absent-mindedly, and everyone thought that his son-in-law's life was not easy, so they came to comfort him.

Zhang Wei returned home, took out all the containers, filled the rice flour, and put some water into a thin batter. Whether it was a clay pot, teapot, basin, bowl, scoop, or dish, he used it as a petri dish. He brought it back to the rotten green oranges a few days ago, and carefully scraped off the green mold that grew on it and placed it in these petri dishes. Zhang Wei's trip was to cultivate penicillin to extract penicillin.

Although there are doctors in this era, the mortality rate of many diseases remains high, and there is even no cure, such as wound infection, tuberculosis, anthrax, etc. After Zhang Wei arrived in this world, he wanted to save his life. Last time he saw these green oranges growing hair at home, he thought of antibiotics at the time, but before he could do it, he was disrupted by the matter of getting married. Now the matter of getting married has ended, so he immediately returned here to prepare penicillin.

I read several novels in my previous life that tell in detail how to produce penicillin in native ways. He still remembers the rough ones, and the rest is to conduct experiments. Most of the other antibiotics are chemically synthesized, not that he can make.

Soon, dozens of Petri dishes were transplanted, and the rest was waiting. After waiting for about seven or eight days, you could prepare the next step.

Zhang Wei packed up the books at home and prepared to take them back. After all, it would be bad if he came to pick up some things, and he would go back empty-handed. After thinking about it, he felt that there were ways to save his life, and there should be some deadly things. He ran to the back mountain to pick some beautiful mushrooms, put them on the bluestone behind the house and dried them. He also found some branches and rain cloths, and built a small canopy on it to avoid getting wet.

After doing this, Zhang Wu took the book, locked the door of the house and the courtyard, and greeted the neighbors. With a pity, he sat on the carriage that had been waiting outside and left Zhangjiazhuang and returned to Fengcheng.

After returning to Yang's mansion, he had been making penicillium and poisonous mushrooms for a day. Zhang did not want to take a shower, so he wanted to find a maid to arrange boiling water. When he came to the first floor of the embroidery building, he saw an old woman outside the bathroom. He went up and said, "Madam, there is hot water, I want to take a shower."

The mother-in-law returned: "If you say goodbye to me, the hot water is ready." Zhang Wei sighed a little: This feudal life is too luxurious, and he actually prepares hot water all day.

When Shiqing returned to the room, he was not there. He took a set of clothes to change his clothes and went to the bathroom downstairs. There were four screens inside, and the three in front were placed in a font to prevent exposure when the door was opened. The last one was in front of the bathtub, and the middle was a dressing place.

The maid had washed the bathtub and was pouring hot water into it. When he was pouring water back and forth several times to inject water into two-thirds of the bathtub, the maid said, "Son-in-law, try the water temperature."

Zhang Wei walked over and tried it. The water was hot, but taking a bath had to be hot enough to relieve fatigue. He nodded and said, "Yes, the temperature is just right. Thank you, nanny!"

The rascal woman laughed: "You are polite, the old lady is also the surname Zhang. If you don't dislike calling me, I can call you Aunt Zhang. If the water is cold, I can call me. I will serve you next door. Do you need to call a maid to rub your back?" Being able to serve the master is a job that can only be done by a maid. The two ladies in the Yang family each have a maid. After Zhang Wei entered the door, he has not arranged a maid to serve him. He is handsome and many maids have their own ideas. The maid is not sure who is close to him. He bullies Zhang Wei but does not understand these, and he actually wants to recommend a maid to Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei didn't understand the tricks and had not been completely eroded by feudal life. He didn't think much about it and said, "Thank you, Aunt Zhang, but there is no need. I'm not used to being served by someone. You can go down too. If you need to add water, I'll call you again."

Aunt Zhang turned around and left the bathroom to bring the door. Zhang Weizhe walked directly to the inside, took off his clothes and stepped on the wooden bench and slowly immersed in the wooden barrel, and sang comfortably: "Oh~" Close your eyes and enjoy this comfortable moment.

Zhang Wei closed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed the comfort brought by the water temperature. He vaguely heard the door ringing in the hazy and thought to himself: Didn’t she ask her not to arrange the girl? Why did she send someone here?

When he was officially comfortable, Zhang Wei didn't make a sound, and he felt someone vaguely taking off his clothes. Zhang Wei frowned slightly. If this girl came in naked, he would be unable to explain. He didn't want to soak anymore. He opened his eyes and stood up. As soon as one leg stepped out of the bathtub, he saw a jade-like figure turning from behind the screen, and the two looked at each other.

Zhang Wei's first reaction was: Is this maid so high in quality? Why don't you let her serve her?

The girl said "Oh!", as if she had some difficulty raising her arms to cover them in front of her. Her eyes were filled with tears and her teeth were clenched. She was afraid that she would scream again, so she quickly went back to the back of the screen. She growled in a shameful voice: "Who are you?" She paused and said: "But brother-in-law?

Zhang Wei was about to answer, but at this time he heard footsteps coming from outside. He quickly swallowed the words back, and then the door opened again and a sound came.

"Miss, the petals are brought here, I'll serve you to change your clothes."

"No need, Xiaojiao, I feel a little uncomfortable. I won't take a shower today, come again another day."

The maid named Xiaojiao said in surprise: "Ah! Miss, your face is so red, and you have a little bit of it, but it was blown by the wind just now, and it was dyed cold? Go back and cover it quickly, I'll make some ginger soup!" While saying words of concern, there was a rustling sound of dressing, followed by the sound of closing the door and the sound of footsteps gradually fading away.

Zhang Weichangshu said, and at this time he knew who the person was. He could call his brother-in-law and be called a lady by the maid. He had never seen his aunt. Only his aunt Wen Qing. He was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the first time he met with his aunt was in this kind of scene. He treated him honestly, but he didn't know why she broke in.

At this time, the door sounded again, and Zhang Weixin raised it again, thinking: Can you still take a good shower?

The voice of the madam came: "Son-in-law? I heard a sound just now. Are you calling me? But do you need to add water?"

Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No need, I've washed it, you can go out first."

The rough woman returned: "Yes, son-in-law, then I'll go down first."

After the door was closed, Zhang Wei quickly came out of the bathtub, wiped the water stains on his body randomly, put on his clothes and left the bathroom.

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The road behind is dirty and tiring,

Penicillium mushrooms are reserved;

Go back to the house to take a bath and enjoy leisure,

The maid is beautiful.
Chapter completed!