HLnovel Chapter 55 I Just Love Starting Fires
Chapter 55 I Just Love Starting Fires
Wen Qikang glanced at the few strong young men who were busy building the stove, then at his smiling niece, gritted his teeth, and began picking through a pile of earthenware pots.
This time, the earthenware pots included not only those from the Wen family's kitchen, but also those from the Luo family's large and small kitchens.
Wenwen, thinking that the more the merrier and that everyone could choose, brought out more than 30 earthenware pots.
These earthenware pots truly broadened Wen Qikang's horizons. In his previous understanding, earthenware pots were simply for cooking food and did not need much carving or decoration.
But the pile of earthenware jars in front of him was beyond his comprehension.
The simple earthenware pot is so unassuming that it immediately brings to mind steamed buns and dumplings that can fill your stomach. The key point is that it's a shame to waste such a pot if it gets fried.
The exquisite earthenware pot was so beautifully crafted that it made one forget hunger and only wanted to hold it and admire it. It would be such a pity if such a pot were to explode.
Wen Qikang carefully selected and eliminated the inferior, and the most suitable earthenware jars all came from the exquisite pile.
This result left him in a difficult and troubled position, making it impossible for him to make a quick decision.
He pointed at the earthenware pots and hesitated before saying in a low voice, "Wen'er, these earthenware pots are too exquisite. Isn't it a pity to destroy them? What if they can be sold for a lot of money later? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"
Wenwen pondered for a few moments, "Third Uncle, let's think about it from a different perspective. No matter how valuable the earthenware pot is, can it compare to Second Uncle's eyes?"
"That's definitely not comparable."
"Uncle, please choose whatever you like. We trust you."
The others who were busy nearby chimed in, "That's right, we all believe that Uncle San has a keen eye."
Wen Qikang felt reassured and began to carefully select two of the most suitable earthenware pots from the pile of exquisite items.
"Alright, these two are fine."
Wenwen put away the other clay pots and cleared away any obstacles in the area.
With everything ready, the group began once again, following their previous experience.
The first half of the medicine-brewing process was indeed safe, and the group completely relaxed.
Wen Chengjian and Wen Chengbin were of no use at this moment. The two of them held the tree branches they were holding and stared at each other while gesturing.
Wen Qikang was very dedicated. Even though he didn't have to keep a close eye on the earthenware pots at the moment, he still carefully circled around the two pots. His original words were, "The cracking of the earthenware pots is not the result of a moment, but the accumulation of a process. Following the process closely is helpful to grasp the changes in the pots in time."
That makes sense; it seems to make a lot of sense.
Wen Chengfeng stopped crouching over the fire and started sitting, working with both hands simultaneously—a thicker earthenware pot on the left and a thinner one on the right. He even muttered to the flames, "Fire, you are fire, I control your size, don't stop... come... fire, I just love making fire..."
Wenwen was lost in thought when she suddenly heard him say, "I just love starting fires," and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He burst out laughing, "Hahaha... Fourth Brother, you just love starting fires, fire, fire, fire..."
Oh no! This suddenly awakened Wenwen's artistic talent. She took the lyrics and started singing on her own, not caring whether the lyrics were right or wrong. She just made up whatever came to mind, as long as the melody was right.
【Fire, fire, fire, fire
I just love starting fires, don't tell me to stop.
I just love stirring, my breathing keeping rhythm.
The passion in my heart is my compass.
If you're going to start a fire, then start a fire; take everything you do seriously.
The fire you start is my design.
I am fire, and no one can extinguish it.
Waaaaah... baby...
Your love is fire, my heart is fire.
Boiling medicine is like fire, and we are the fire.
Fire, fire, fire, fire
I just love starting fires, don't tell me to stop.
I've been searching, and I'm even smiling in my dreams.
Waaaaah... baby...
We are fire...
When she got excited, she picked up a tree branch and used it as a microphone. Wenwen's impromptu performance completely piqued the curiosity of her older brothers.
They are all teenagers, so they are definitely much faster at accepting new things than older people.
Wen Chengfeng was the main person in charge of starting the fire and was the first to accept the song. He followed Wenwen's rhythm and hummed along with her unique youthful voice. He quickly mastered the rhythm and sang along with Wenwen. The song of starting the fire and stirring the fire was sung by the two of them in a cheerful and funny way.
Wen Chengjian and Wen Chengbin each held a thick tree branch in their hands. As their younger siblings sang, they rhythmically tapped the stones and branches, making various sounds. As they tapped, they actually found a rhythm. The two brothers became more and more excited and started singing a few lines along with their tapping.
In an instant, the once empty and messy woods became an outdoor concert venue. The songs of stirring the fire gradually became melodious and pleasant to listen to, accompanied by the tapping of stones. Even the birds passing by in the sky stopped on the treetops to watch and listen.
As Wenwen sang, she imagined in her heart that once her family was settled, she could put on a whole party. With so many people in her family, she could definitely put together a band and a dance troupe.
The children were having a great time, which made things difficult for Wen Qikang.
Wen Qikang was speechless at the change. He needed to be completely focused and attentive to control the entire process of the clay pot's transformation. These unlucky kids, just trying to light a fire, not only created a song but also produced a bunch of random, incoherent sounds. Perhaps it was because of his age that he could barely appreciate the song, but the clattering of stones and branches made his heart pound, not only distracting him but also causing him distress.
He really wanted to join in, but he couldn't keep up with the pace of the younger generation. Perhaps something a little slower would suit his generation better.
As the group cooked the fire, the aroma of medicine gradually wafted out.
Wen Qikang cleared his throat, expressing his frustration, "What are you all doing? Brewing medicine is such a serious matter, but you've turned it into a circus act, it's outrageous."
After singing their fill of the lively music, the group gradually lowered their volume.
Wenwen resumed her serious expression, lifted the lid, and picked up the stirring stick to stir slowly.
The rest of the people took their positions, grabbing and shaking hands as appropriate, their faces showing caution.
He truly knows how to balance work and rest; he plays hard when it's time to play and is serious when it's time to be serious.
Soon, the herbs in the earthenware pot slowly dissolved together. Wenwen looked up at everyone and reminded them, "I've added them."
The group confirmed once more, "Let it go."
As the added star lotus grass quickly dissolved into the medicinal soup, its unique aroma wafted from the earthenware pot.
This time, there were two jars of medicine, with twice the amount of Star Lotus Grass added. Instantly, the cool, refreshing fragrance above the earthenware jars was very strong. The group couldn't help but take a deep breath and instantly felt refreshed, as if divinely aided.
Wenwen stirred the medicine slowly with both hands, at the same frequency and temperature. The medicine gradually thickened, and the disc-shaped strands began to take shape. The crucial moment was about to arrive.
The group held their breath and waited.
really.
Two faint "click, click" sounds reached everyone's ears.