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The Prime Minister Seduced Me to have Babies!-Chapter 395: Watermelon Frost

Chapter 395

Chapter 395: Chapter 395: Watermelon Frost
Shen Qing responded and went out to buy some jars.
Before long, he came back, carrying two jars in each hand.
Yun Jiao asked him to clean the jars thoroughly, then took some Glauber’s salt from the medicine cabinet and headed to the west wing room.
Lao Jiu was sweating profusely while working in the west wing room. Yun Jiao laughed and said, "Take a break, why are you working so hard?"
"With the weather so hot now, try to work early and late, and rest in the afternoon and at noon to avoid heatstroke."
Lao Jiu wiped his sweat and said with a smile, "Thank you, boss."
Yun Jiao walked to the main hall, where several large watermelons were placed on the floor.
She tapped each watermelon and couldn’t make up her mind for a while.
Lao Jiu came over, patted several watermelons, picked one up, and said, "Boss, this one is definitely ripe."
Yun Jiao shook her head, "I want one that’s not ripe."
Lao Jiu put down the watermelon, patted each one again, and picked another, "This one should still be tender."
Yun Jiao had Ah Tie take the watermelon to the kitchen, place it on the chopping board, wash the knife, and then cut it open.
The watermelon was indeed not very ripe; although the flesh was red, it looked tender and was not sandy.
Yun Jiao quickly cut off the flesh, then chopped the rind into small pieces.
Lao Jiu, Ah Tie, and Shen Qing couldn’t help but swallow, and Guihua occasionally glanced at the cut-off flesh.
Some of them hadn’t even tasted it, while some had tried it, but in this summer heat, seeing it instinctively made them want to eat.
Yun Jiao laughed, "What are you waiting for, go ahead and eat."
"But the watermelon isn’t ripe, it isn’t tasty, so don’t blame me."
Guihua brought a plate, loaded some pieces, and went to the backyard.
Lao Jiu also took some with a plate and signaled Ah Tie to take them to the front yard.
Yun Jiao chopped the watermelon rind into small pieces, then put them in a clay jar, layering watermelon and sprinkling on some Glauber’s salt, repeating the process.
When the jar was full, she covered it tightly.
She took it to the west wing room, placing the jar by the window, where it was ventilated but not exposed to the sun.
One watermelon rind filled one jar, and Yun Jiao wasn’t in a hurry; she could make more after eating the watermelons.
After finishing the task, Yun Jiao washed her hands under the corridor. Shen Qing finished a piece of watermelon, "So, the medicine is ready?"
Yun Jiao laughed, shaking her head, "Not yet, it needs a few more days."
Shen Qing asked again, "What’s the name of this medicine then?"
Yun Jiao responded, "Watermelon Frost."
"When you make this medicine in the future, be sure to use unglazed clay jars. Glazed ones aren’t breathable, so the frost won’t form."
Shen Qing nodded and remembered carefully.
After dinner, Yun Jiao told Shen Qing, "Take a watermelon home for your aunt and uncle."
Shen Qing was delighted, thanked Yun Jiao, and carefully picked up the net bag to go home.
The next day, Yun Jiao was in the shop, seeing patients, when the man who had suffered heatstroke and his two guards came in.
Sure enough, they were all wearing very light silk clothes. The young master held a folding fan, fanning non-stop, clearly still wary of heatstroke.
On the day the young master was on the bed feeling ill, it wasn’t clear, but now he appeared very tall, even taller than Ah Hu.
Moreover, the man’s thick brows and sharp eyes seemed to carry an aura of dominance, conflicting with the bamboo-painted folding fan in his hand.
The young master nodded to Yun Jiao upon entering, then began looking around the shop.
His two guards went to the counter and bought several bottles of White Medicine, injury oil, and Huo Shui.

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