Back home, Mu Shuangshuang rummaged through boxes and cabinets, searching for something.
Cucumber, eggs, but unfortunately no rice paste and honey. Mixing white rice paste with egg whites and honey, applying it for the time of an incense stick; once removed, it truly can be said to be as delicate as a bullet, then use a layer of cucumber mask...
"Oh dear, why didn't I think of it, we actually have a stone mill at home."
Zhao Yun's house has a large stone mill, which was previously pushed by men or pulled by donkeys. Later, a rope was added to the beam to reduce some of the force, making it lighter, so less strength was needed for pushing.
Mu Shuangshuang initially placed the stone mill in the kitchen. She quickly grabbed some rice, soaked it for a while, and started grinding paste.
The rice paste produced wasn't very thick, as the rice hadn't soaked long enough.
