Chu Ying went home and touched his shoulder, which was already a little painful, took out the broken iron piece and the broken iron knife, and put it in the lower part of the rocket furnace from top to bottom.

With the baffle, Chu Ying stuffed the firewood into it from the air inlet, and could clean out the ashes from the bottom of the baffle.

Chu Ying finally added two layers of stones, filled the gap with mud, and smoothed the top of the mud surface.

Chu Ying boiled water with the original stove, soaked and washed the two big and small soup women she bought back with hot water, and then poured hot water into the little soup woman, plugged the lid, and felt a little hot, Chu Ying covered the autumn clothes on her body and warmed her hands.

Chu Ying cooked the rice, picked and washed the mustard greens that grew with the height of his palm in the vegetable field outside the house, put them in a clay pot and cooked them with rice. Put the rest of the stones in the fire, the pig killers have been a little stinky these days.

After the meal, Chu Ying boiled the water, and used the bamboo tongs made last time to clip the stones to the bathroom one by one, because the stones were very hot, Chu Ying walked more carefully, and so on to move the 8 stones to the bathroom, Chu Ying made cold water, put it in a wooden basin, and poured hot water when the water boiled.

Chu Ying closed the curtain and poured water on the hot stone, and suddenly the bathroom was filled with steam, and there was no bath bomb sauna to make up.

Chu Ying took off her clothes, sat on a wooden stool, rubbed her bath with hot water, and when it was a little cold, she threw some water on the stone, and another stream of steam came out.

Chu Ying hadn't enjoyed it like this for a long time, and when the stone was sprinkled with water again, there was not much steam coming out, Chu Ying dried her body and looked at her fingers that were already a little wrinkled, it was really cool to take a sauna like this, but the house was closed, and there was no vent, and the steam couldn't get out of the house.

Chu Ying got dressed and opened the door to let the steam disperse, this sauna can't be washed every day, first, there are not enough stones for sauna, these wet stones have to be steamed by the fire to dry their own water, and second, this house is made of wood, and it can't be invaded by steam every day.

However, washing Chu Ying once in a few days is already very satisfying, this method saves firewood and time, and it is more comfortable than soaking in a large wooden barrel to wash. Chu Ying picked up the stone axe and went to the foot of the mountain to the south, the rabbit still didn't eat the grass next to the nest, and the firewood in the grove behind the house had to wait for winter to be used when there was really no supply.

Chu Ying regards every labor as a training, chopping firewood to test arm strength and accuracy, and transporting firewood to test endurance and gravity. Every inch of soreness gives rise to more muscles, but Chu Ying still does stretching exercises, after all, it is not to train herself to be a muscular woman.

After a few trips to carry firewood, it is almost dark, no wonder some people who go to work on the ground will bring some firewood back by the way, so that the accumulation is easier than their own continuous transportation.

Chu Ying went home and looked at the rocket stove that was almost dry, put some pine resin on the cattail velvet, and used flint to shoot the sparks, and when there was a red spark on the cattail velvet, she picked it up and blew it with her mouth until it caught fire.

Chu Ying added fine firewood, and then heard the buzzing sound in the rocket furnace, the tongue of fire rushed up from the bottom, Chu Ying put four stones on it for the pot, and the rocket furnace was named because of its sound similar to a rocket launch.

The L-shaped structure of the rocket furnace can produce convection to keep the oxygen burning sufficiently, saving at least two-thirds of the fuel compared to traditional firewood cooking.

And due to the concentration of firepower, the cooking time has been shortened, Chu Ying took out the fish made by Aunt Wang before, the fish meat inside is still very soft, and the flavor of the pickled fish is different, the wisdom of the ancient people is really not to be underestimated, no wonder I read the news before that the jar in the excavated ancient tomb was opened, and the dishes preserved in it were still green.

Chu Ying felt a little cramped sitting on the small wooden pier, and now the kitchen has moved the bed and is much more spacious. After Chu Ying finished eating, by the light of the rocket furnace, she used a stone axe to pick some straighter ones from the firewood she had chopped today, and made a platform the size of a bed in the way she sat on the bed before, and then spread some cattail velvet on it, and then spread dried cattail leaves, which was a little simple, but it was indeed her own sofa.

Chu Ying sat on the sofa and could feel the heat of the rocket stove opposite, Chu Ying took the grinding plate to the sofa, moved the back basket containing the chestnuts to the sofa, Chu Ying washed the pots and bowls, filled the pot with water, and added some firewood to the rocket stove.

Chu Ying sat on the sofa, with a grinding disc between her feet, this grinding disc was smaller, but the size of 3 palms, and the handle of the grinding disc was facing upward, so it was effortless to push, but it was still a little sore after pushing for a long time.

It grows up at night when it is almost winter, Chu Ying falls asleep every day when it is dark, and gets up at dawn, but it takes too much time to sleep like this, and the rocket stove boils water at the same time, although it is weaker, it is still visible, grinding chestnut powder is not a delicate job, and it will not hurt your eyes too much if you stay in the faint firelight for a long time.

Chu Ying looked at some of the thinner bamboos left over from last time in the corner of the wall, as well as the copper cover she bought last time, maybe she could melt the pine resin to make candles.

Chu Ying didn't know the time, so she felt a little sleepy, so she put out the fire and smeared it in the bedroom. Sticking into the quilt was not as cold as usual, Chu Ying kicked the big and small soup women who had just filled it to the foot of the bed. The soup in the soup is hot water, and the mother-in-law jokingly refers to its function of accompanying people to sleep.

With the soup woman, you can fall asleep faster, and you don't have to wait for yourself to warm up the quilt.

Because there was no business these few times, Chu Ying didn't get up early and wanted to stay in bed for a while. "Chu Ying, get up, start work." "Uncle Han, you're here. I'll do it right away. ”

Chu Ying and Han Da left the 4 families, but fortunately, the patron's family did not drive them away, and the patron also gave Chu Ying some oil. Chu Ying looked at the three small pieces of oil oil and a piece of meat on the oil paper. "Originally, the pig killer could collect some meat, but I don't like that." "Uncle Han doesn't eat meat?" It was hard for Chu Ying to imagine that a pig killer didn't eat meat. "Don't eat, be a vegetarian." Maybe it's because I think it's too bloody to look at the meat I killed. "Uncle Han, do you believe in Buddhism?" "Faith." Chu Ying looked carefully at the rugged man in front of him again, he killed but believed in Buddhism, and he was also a vegetarian. "Then you're still killing." "It's not that if I kill, someone else will kill me, this is my way of life, and I let them go faster every time and enter the reincarnation as soon as possible." Chu Ying didn't seem to understand. "Go back and have a good rest, there will be 6 tomorrow, I'll go." Chu Ying looked at Han Da who was going away.

Chu Ying had killed before, that was the last resort when she was trying to survive, Chu Ying was not afraid of these, although she killed in order to survive, but in the future, she would turn into dust and moisten the land, grow new plants, and give animals to eat, this qiē is a cycle of energy.

Chu Ying cut the oil into small pieces with a stone knife and put it in a clay pot to boil the oil, reducing the fire of the stove, and boiling the oil without using a high fire. Chu Ying listened to the sound of the plate oil, and wiped the sickle with a linen cloth dipped in oil.

Waiting for the oil to boil into lard, Chu Ying added a little salt to the bowl of oil residue, which was crisp and salty in the mouth, and the aroma was strong. Chu Ying poured the lard into the clay pot and covered it with a wooden lid.

Although it is only a little oil, it is still very happy, after all, it is someone else's heart. Chu Ying sliced the meat and put it in a clay pot, looking at the two meat slices and an egg lying on the fast-cooked rice, and then she was going to enjoy her bacon and egg claypot rice.