Xu Qintang took the key to the courtyard on the west side of his house and opened the door, and then Wang Xiangzhong and Wang Zheng followed him in. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The courtyard was overgrown with wild grass, and it was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

A few wild jujube trees, elms, and poplars grow in five strands and eight forks, and because they have not been pruned, it is difficult to grow into trees.

This used to be the station of the Dazhai Village Brigade, and later became the old oil mill of Dazhai Village, and then in the first few years, an ice cream shop was opened here. But now, it's all history.

The old oil mill in Dazhai Village has a history of more than 200 years, and was once one of the three ancient oil mills in Luzhong City, but later, after the old oil mill became private, it gradually declined, and finally closed directly.

Stepping on the wild grass, walking to the door of the original old oil mill, the plaque of "old oil mill" on the door frame can still be barely recognized, and the red paint on the plaque has long been peeled off, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of history.

Xu Qintang took a lot of effort to open the door lock, and then carried the door with his shoulder, and with a bang, the door opened.

"Mr. Wang, this is the wood oil pressing machine of the old oil mill, it's useless."

After entering the old oil mill, there is a large three-room house, and the westernmost part of the house is a cement pool, and the corners of the pool are full of holes made by rats.

When they entered the door, two rats with probes saw that someone was coming in, and they ran back to their nest with a whoosh.

The cement pond was originally used to store peanuts, soybeans and pepper seeds for oil extraction. The old oil mill mainly uses these three crops for oil extraction.

Then in the middle of the big house, there was a large pit dug more than a meter deep. This pit is about 15 meters wide and 1 meter wide. At the bottom of the pit is a cement stack, and a 60-centimeter-diameter log hangs above the pit. The surface of the log was planed and smooth, and the top was oily and blackened.

One end of the log hangs directly above the pit in the middle of the big house, and the other end passes through a wall, and then inside the room in the suite of the big house.

Walking into the suite from the big room, facing the door of the suite, there was a very large iron pot, and then in the middle of the suite was the other end of the big log, and a large mallet was tied to this end of the log. Underneath the mallet is a square pit made of rammed earth. Then to the east of the mallet, there is an oil extraction equipment with the main frame of wood and an iron hoop in the middle.

The big iron pot is used to fry the material, and the fried material is put into the square pit under the mallet, and then three or four big men are needed at the other end, and the log is tied with a rope, and the log is pulled down from the top of the beam, and then quickly put it down. At the other end, the wooden mallet that was pulled into the air fell into the square pit with a bang, smashing the peanuts and soybean seeds that had been fried and put into the square pit. Then, the other end was pulled up again, and on the side of the mallet, someone kept turning the material in the square pit with a shovel, so repeatedly, and in about half a day, the material used to extract oil was smashed.

Then, the material smashed into mud is shoveled into the iron hoop layer by layer with an iron shovel, tied with a straw rope, and then covered with an iron plate that fits the iron hoop tightly on the top, and then, using the principle of lever, turn the shaker handle, tighten the iron hoop, and in an outlet at the bottom of the hoop, you will see the oil flowing out.

When the oil is pressed and the hoop is loosened, it is a round peanut cake, which is the best feed for feeding the pigs.

This set of equipment requires about seven or eight people to operate, stir-frying, pulling ropes, tightening hoops, turning materials, receiving oil, and everyone works together. In one day, seven or eight people can squeeze seventy or eighty catties of peanut oil.

Because of the low efficiency, this kind of equipment has been eliminated.

Now all the oil mills have used modern machinery and equipment, put the peanuts on the conveyor belt, and then pull the electric switch, the other side can produce peanut oil.

The oil extraction work, which used to be done by seven or eight people, is now more than enough for two people, and the production efficiency is several times higher than before.

However, in Wang Zheng's view, this most primitive oil extraction process can squeeze the best peanut oil.

Looking at these traditional oil extraction equipment that will be lost in a few years, Wang Zheng hurriedly asked: "Uncle Xu, what are those oil extractors doing now?" ”

Xu Qintang smiled and said, "The original oil extractor master, now the youngest is almost fifty years old, what else can he do?" They are all coaxing the children at home. ”

Wang Zheng looked at Wang Xiangzhong and said, "Dad, what do you think of this equipment?" ”

"The wood is full of oil, and it must be very prosperous if you burn it."

Xu Qintang completely agreed with Wang Xiangzhong's words, took over the conversation and said: "Mr. Wang, you are an expert in this sentence, I also think so, isn't this me planning to chop down these woods and burn them?" ”

Xu Qintang pointed to the middle of the big log, which had been sawed open by a saw.

"However, the wood is soaked with oil, and it is too hard to saw, and it can't be sawed at all, and the three hand saws are broken."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he hurriedly checked the opening, although it had been sawed down half, fortunately, it had not hurt his muscles and bones, and it was estimated that the equipment could still be used.

Looking at Wang Zheng's nervous appearance, Wang Xiangzhong frowned: "Son, what are you doing?" ”

Wang Zheng stroked the injured part of the log as if he had found a treasure, and said to himself: "It can still be used, it should still be used." ”

Then, Wang Zheng turned his head to look at Xu Qintang and asked, "Uncle, will you sell me this thing?" ”

Xu Qintang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Zheng, then looked at Wang Xiangzhong and asked, "Mr. Wang, your son seems to be very interested in these rags?" ”

Wang Xiangzhong suddenly remembered what his son had said to him at the door of Xu Qintang's house just now, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, my son seems to be thinking about getting these rags home to be used as firewood." Lao Xu, how is it? Make an offer, right? ”

Since Xu Qintang originally planned to use these things as firewood, it means that he has the final say on these things, and then Wang Xiangzhong asked him the price.

"These, just sell them as firewood, a pound and a dime. If you look at these devices, they have to be about two or three thousand pounds, right? ”

One pound and one dime, two or three thousand pounds are only two or three hundred yuan, which is almost the same as picking up for the Wang family.

When Wang Zheng heard this, he immediately raised his hand and said, "Uncle Xu, my family is not bad for money anyway, how about giving you five hundred yuan to buy all your wood?" ”

"This relationship is good, this pile of rags can be sold for five hundred yuan, and my son will definitely praise me for my ability when he hears it."

The price was negotiated, and Wang Xiangzhong immediately contacted the company's employees to come here to move things.

On the way home, Wang Zheng looked at his father with a smile and said, "Dad, you are becoming more and more cunning now." ”

Wang Xiangzhong, who was sitting in the co-pilot, nodded with a smile.