His eyelids drooped, even if he let Shao Manchu into the mill, he didn't get up seriously.

There is no energy, and he is half-hummed. It's as if it's a hopeless mill, dead and dead.

"Shao Manho, come in......"

When he said this, this uncle never glanced at Shao Manchu, only turned his body to one side, and let people in.

After Shao Manchu crossed the threshold and stood in the backyard of the mill, he 'squeaked'...... The old man surnamed Nazhuo closed the door again.

By this time, Shao Manchu finally saw the original appearance of the inside of this mill.

It's a pretty big mill, and it's five meters from the back door to the mill where the mill is usually grinding.

The main mill was divided into three large open houses, which dwelled in the middle of the mill.

In the westernmost distance between the mill and the wall, a roof made of white lead was erected, and a warehouse of three or four square meters was formed around the bottom of the roof.

Shao Manchu set his eyes on the half-hidden warehouse door, and the old man Zhuo, who was standing behind him, walked out silently from behind him as if he knew what he wanted to see, and unhurriedly opened the warehouse door that was tied with thatch and wood.

'Squeak......

A huge wide-mouth porcelain jar was displayed in Shao Manho's eyes.

It's a pity that these vats, which should be full of wheat grains, are empty because of the slump in business.

The mats, which were originally enclosed around the mouth of the vat to increase the volume, were also removed and piled up in the corners.

On the round wooden lid that symbolizes the prosperity of the mill, the three big characters of "Chu Hesheng" have become mottled and depressed because they have not been cleaned for a long time, and the small tools stacked in the corner of the small warehouse have fallen to the ground because of the sudden wind blowing in.

"Whoa......

The startled Shao Manchu's eyes glanced at that place, but found that behind the tool where a lot of dust had accumulated, a small hidden door was revealed.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

While fanning the floating dust, Shao Manchu walked towards the warehouse, and when he walked to the door, he found the function of this small door.

It turned out that when it rained, rainwater drifted in from the patio on the east side, wetting the food here.

'Squeak......

The side door, which had no food and was useless, had a layer of brownish-green rust on the shaft, and Shao Manchu pushed it open with great difficulty, and saw the boxy patio formed between the mill and the main entrance of the mill.

It was also carefully cleaned up by the workers.

The top of the patio is also covered with a thick layer of green tiles.

Two cornices protrude from it, and the stepped gentle slope allows the rain that rarely falls in the sky to flow down the cracks of the green tiles into the courtyard of the mill.

In the four corners of this patio, there is also a volume of water.

At the confluence of the mill and the lead-skinned roof, in front of the small hidden side door, there is a large tank dedicated to storing water, while the other three directions are relatively shallow stone fish ponds.

When the rainfall is particularly heavy, the roof of the house, which is more inclined than the next place, will leak more water into the tank, and the water tank here can not only buffer the accumulation of rainwater, but also wash the green tiles on the patio.

As for the three small fish ponds, there are really fish.

Shao Man, who was a little curious, paced in front of a fish tank to take a look, only to find that what was raised here was not the koi fish that were put into the lake of the first family's old man's water pavilion, but the grass carp and crucian carp that were very common in this ditch.

There are not many in each tank, and they are only the size of a palm.

Looking at this fish, Shao Manchu subconsciously turned his head to look at the old man Zhuo behind him, and after seeing that the other party's head was slightly lowered by three points, he also understood.

It's just that these fish were not raised by the mill itself, probably by Lao Zhuotou himself. Shao Manchu no longer paid attention to the small blue fish, and paid attention to the huts on both sides of the front yard door.

There are a lot of miscellaneous objects at the door of the room on the left, and a little bit of life is revealed from it, presumably this is the residence of Old Man Zhuo in the mill.

The other room on the right is vacant, on the other side of the door.

Gu Zheng, who had some calculations in his heart, took two steps forward and pushed open the door of this room.

'Squeak'

The layout of this room is not large, and the entrance is the kang room, and there is nothing in the room.

Although the dust in the sky has been raised due to the lack of centering for a long time, only a cursory look at it, the floor and walls in the room are eighty percent new.

Shao Manchu, who was quite satisfied with this, nodded.

If you're busy with business, this is a good place to stay.

After looking at the places where people can live in the Chuhesheng Mill, only the most important mill room remains.

Open the door of the mill in the center, and the operation room is finally full of dust like it is elsewhere.

It seems that Uncle Zhuo, who stayed here, is also interested in this place of work.

Shao Manchu walked into the bright mill room on all sides, pointed to the stone mills lined up in a large row, and asked in turn: "Uncle Zhuo, what are these grinding discs made of?"

After all, he has been working at the mill for nearly three years, and the old man Zhuo's answer is not ambiguous: "The two large pan mills near the door are used to grind wheat." ”

"The one behind them is the one who grinds some rice, glutinous rice, for rice milk, for rice husk. ”

"As for the innermost mills, some grind beans and some grind sesame powder. ”

"It's all delicate work, and each family has saved it for a long time, and they take it back to make a little more use. ”

After Old Man Zhuo's explanation, Shao Manchu looked over in turn.

Only the outermost two grinding stones have traces of regular use, and as for the innermost one and two, it is almost as if they have just been polished by a stonemason, and the edges of the stones are still sharp.

Shao Manchu sighed, touched the ninety percent new grinding disc, and stepped into the aisle of the mill, from here, it is the workshop of the mill, the screening room.

The grain delivered from the countryside, whether it is rice or wheat, will be mixed with some impurities.

It cannot be ground out with a stone mill, but it can be removed with a very fine sieve when the flour is sifted.

Those flours that only have two coarse grinds will not feel like teeth when they are sifted and put into the mouth.

The miller can do this to this extent, which is already very fine.

If you don't have a business like this, what is it for?

Shao Manchu suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued to walk forward. Across the aisle from the screening room, there is a resting place for many of the heavy laborers of the mill...... The livestock shed is up.