Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 481 [Squeeze out the oil]

   "Zhao Chenghuang has been very busy recently." Zhang Shanshen picked up a chess piece and said.

  Then he frowned and thought for a moment, put the chess pieces in his hand on the chessboard, and sealed Fang Chang's breath. He saw that as long as he blocked his mouth again, he could eat a few more chess pieces from Fang Chang.

   "Why, what happened?" Fang Chang asked.

"In recent years, there have been more and more ghosts who can't find their origins wandering around. It seems that they appeared before this catastrophe. After the town gods noticed this, they had to allocate a large number of people to deal with it. Seeing them outside is quite a threat to the common people."

   Zhang Shanshen saw that Fang Chang was interested, and explained:

   "In order to deal with this matter, many places have urgently expanded their manpower."

  Fang Chang also put a chess piece on the chessboard, and said, "Oh, it turned out to be this. I also encountered this incident back then. I thought it was just a coincidence, but now it has intensified?"

The mountain **** Zhang Chun nodded and said: "That's right, it's not just the Ninghe Mansion, I have received news that the whole world has been disturbed by these things, causing some confusion. Before the catastrophe had passed, This kind of thing is inconspicuous compared to the chaos in the calamity, and now the world is peaceful again, and the people's discussions have also risen."

   Fang Chang didn't pay too much attention to this matter, but secretly wrote it down with some doubts.

  He had a clear impression of that kind of ghost who couldn't communicate and was confused. At that time, he helped Chenghuang Zhao Rong catch one, and solved another one in Xingqing Mansion.

   But when I traveled around the world later, I didn't hear much about it, and I never encountered it again.

  Unexpectedly, they have become a disaster now.

  Fang Chang took a sip from the teacup next to him, and then dropped the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard. He took a breath for the chess piece he was about to eat, and then he chatted with Zhang Shanshen about Hu Yun.

Talking about his junior, Zhang Chun’s tone was full of joy and doting: “He now has a child, a boy named Hu Feng, who brought me to see me once before. He also said that in the future, if he has the opportunity If so, I will bring my wife and children to live near Yunzhongshan."

  Fang Chang said in surprise: "Come here? Does his wife agree?"

Zhang Chun said with a smile: "The two of them have a very good relationship. Hu Yun's wife also likes the environment around Yunzhong Mountain, so it shouldn't be a problem. Moreover, even if they come here, they should live at the foot of the mountain and will not come to the mountain. After all, for ordinary people As far as people are concerned, the convenience in the mountains is far less than that in the mountains.”

  ...

  Fang Chang walked in his field.

  The stems and leaves of the millet, wheat, sorghum, and beans in the fields are already slightly yellow, but there is still some time before they mature, so there is no work now.

  He looked at the surrounding terrain, thinking that he could open a few paddy fields and plant some rice in the future.

  Most of the flower fields next to it have withered, but the chrysanthemums have already sprouted buds. It seems that the place will soon be full of yellow flame-like flowers.

There are few things going on in the medicine field recently. The elixir that is still growing now takes a long time to grow. At least there is no need to touch it this year. He has just harvested the common medicinal materials not long ago. They are all annual medicinal materials. Replant next year.

  The most luxuriant growth in the vegetable bed is Chinese cabbage and radish. When the grain is harvested, it is time to harvest them together and put them in the cellar, so that there will be enough vegetables to eat in winter. Fang Chang thought, since he has enough glass, he can also make a greenhouse in the future and plant anything in it.

   After inspecting the field, Fang Chang clapped his hands in satisfaction.

   Another month or so, he will have a very good harvest. Planting and harvesting is a very happy thing between heaven and earth.

   Next, there is no need for irrigation and weeding and other work, because the crops have grown lush enough and accumulated enough nutrients. The current state of the field is enough for them to grow steadily until the autumn harvest. He can also sense the upcoming weather, knowing that there is no extreme weather, and there is no need to consider the issue of rush harvesting.

  He returned to the edge of Jasper Lake, and took a copy net, staring at the lake.

  Following a black shadow across the inside, Fang Chang shot quickly and scooped up the net in the lake. A big carp was fished out of the water, flopped in the dipping net, trying to get back into the water again. But the net bag blocked it, so that it could only watch helplessly as the water surface got farther and farther away.

   "Well, it seems that the oil is not enough, I will deal with you later." Fang Chang walked to the kitchen, looked at the ingredients, and said.

  He put the fish he caught into a bucket and prepared to cook it later. Because, he found that the soybean oil in his glass oiler was running out, and he needed to make more. Cooking fish requires a lot of oil to make it delicious, so many poor people at the foot of the mountain seldom catch fish to eat, not only because it consumes too much energy, but also because the oil consumed is too refined and expensive.

  The various crops that Fang Chang harvested before were stored in the cave on the edge of the cliff.

  Going out from the stone ring and walking down the plank road, he walked to the section carved out of the cliff, and then entered his warehouse.

  It is sprinkled with lime to keep it dry, and there are medicinal materials to get rid of insects and ants. There are many bags, baskets, wooden barrels, etc., storing all kinds of grains, including various beans, wheat, corn, sorghum, sesame, peanuts, etc., all of which Fang Chang has spent on Xianqi Cliff in the past few years. planted.

  He looked at it, picked up the bag next to it, and filled it with a bag of soybeans.

In fact, peanuts and sesame seeds can also be used to squeeze edible oil, but sesame oil is only used for seasoning, and between peanut oil and soybean oil, Fang Chang still prefers to use soybean oil for cooking, because the peanuts he grows have more delicious food Law.

  Walking into the kitchen, Fang Chang added wood and fire to the stove, and heated up his big iron pot.

   Then he simply washed and cleaned the beans, drained the water in the pot, and crushed them on the cutting board with a small grinder. Then he fried the crushed beans in a large pot until the heat was right, then took them out to dry, and went to the work shed to get his usual oil extraction tools.

  In fact, it is only necessary to apply sufficient pressure to the fried crushed soybeans to squeeze out the oil. The people in the mountains will use various tools to perform this operation, because oil extraction requires a lot of force.

   So they use a mallet, lever, or torque tool, screw thread, etc. to achieve sufficient pressure.

   But Fang Chang doesn't need it, he is a sufficient source of motivation. So his set of tools uses the direct pressure method. Fixing the utensils he carried on the ground outside, Fang Chang took some crushed beans and wrapped them up, put them into the set of squeezing utensils, took a clean earthen pot and connected them to the oil outlet, and then came to the oil pressing rod. Reach out with one hand and gently push forward.

  (end of this chapter)