After coaxing Zhou Zhou into a good mood, Jiang Xia sent her off to bathe, then continued helping salt the fish.
After autumn came, the fish could be lightly salted and dried, but in summer, it was better to salt them first before drying them.
Fortunately, the sun had been strong these past two days, and the wind was strong too. They could hang the fish up at night and let the wind dry their surfaces. During the day, they could lay them on the tile backs. The tiles would be scorching hot, so they should dry in a day or two. If not, one more day in the sun would definitely do it.
More than a dozen people had worked until nine at night and still had not finished. Everyone was still busy hanging the fish up one by one.
Row after row of bamboo poles was hung full of fish, a truly spectacular sight.
Jiang Xia was spreading newspapers over the ground to catch the salty bloodwater dripping from the fish, while Zhou Chenglei weighed them down with stones to keep the wind from blowing them away.
He said to Jiang Xia, "We're almost done. I'll handle the rest. Go take a bath first. Don't you still need to wash your hair?"
Jiang Xia loved cleanliness and washed her hair almost every day.
When Mother Zhou heard that, she added, "That's right. You two should go bathe soon. You've both been busy all day. Xiao Xia, hurry up and go wash your hair! Dry it thoroughly before sleeping, or you'll be prone to headaches when you're old."
"Okay." Jiang Xia agreed. After she and Zhou Chenglei finished laying out the ground, she left the rest of the work alone. Since they had hired people and Mother Zhou was