The fire in June, the hot air makes it seem much harder for people to breathe. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info feel hot in the lungs. However, no matter how hot the weather is, it can't stop the spread of gossip in the market, and recently Chang'an City has been crazy in Chang'an City to have the reincarnation of Zhurong, and there is a raging fire burning without firewood, and the fire can be big or small according to people's wishes. Needless to say, the "reincarnation of Zhu Rong" in the crazy rumor is none other than Jin Yu.

Under the existing technical conditions, it is still very difficult to use biogas, and not all the air ducts can be replaced by bamboo tubes, and the key parts are iron pipes. It's not that Jin Yu doesn't want to use stainless steel, but the technology can't be reached, so he can only retreat, in order to reduce the replacement frequency caused by iron rust, the iron pipe will be thickened. To be honest, although the production of thick iron pipes is iron-consuming, the technical requirements are much lower than those of thin iron pipes, as long as there is enough iron.

In order to produce iron pipes, the carpenter shop reduced the production of fire sickles, which led to a temporary decline in market share, but this money was nothing to Jinyu. Nothing is more important these days than being less exposed to mosquito bites.

After the biogas digester was built, Jin Yu assigned laborers to dig up several truckloads of smelly and dirty sludge from the river of the paper workshop, pour it into the digester, mix it with human and animal manure, stir it, and finally cover it for fermentation.

The smell of the raw materials was extremely fishy, and even Qingxiazi, who had always been known as "not dry and clean, and no disease after eating", couldn't resist it, covered her nose, frowned and asked, "This is what you kid said about the new thing?" This is what you kid said the poor road has never seen? ”

"You've ever smelled something worse than this?" Jin Yu wrapped a handkerchief and put a sachet in his nose, he had fiddled with this thing in the countryside before, and there was not much fuss.

“。 Losh! Bullying the poor without knowledge? Qingxiazi's cooked duck has a hard mouth, but she refuses to admit defeat, "I think there were so many people back then, and the smell was much worse than this!" ”

"The crowd smells bad? Our Zhuangzi is crowded with people at every gathering, and it is almost a red flag exhibition! Jin Yu scoffed at Qingxiazi's statement. The Jinjia Zhuangzi set is already well-known, and many nearby villagers have come to catch up with the market, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of people.

"The people who say the poor road are all dead! Have you ever smelled that corpse smell? Have you ever eaten in that kind of place? Qingxiazi held her breath and glanced at Jin Yu and said. The kind of death caused by the war back then, Qingxiazi remembers it very deeply, and it is also because of this, so Qingxiazi, the righteous emperor, no longer thinks about anything like revenge and Jianye, after all, death has seen too much-

"That's really not rewarded, Jin Yu can't imagine what a dead person looks like in a sea of people, it's terrible to imagine, and eat? It's good not to vomit.

“。 Luo hum, want to stump the poor road? No way. Qingxiazi stinks and says.

"It's true that the kid has never seen that scene, but has the Taoist chief ever seen something that doesn't burn firewood, oil, or coal, and can be used for cooking?" Jin Yu didn't admit defeat either, seeing that he was about to succeed, he might as well reveal a little to Qingxiazi first, he made a fuss when he saw it, after all, Qingxiazi is not young, if it was because he stretched his legs at this time and scared the burp, it was really difficult to explain to Yuan Tiangang.

"Ghost fire! You kid still wants to bully the channel for not being knowledgeable, and I think that Poor Dao was also a person who slept in a mass grave. Qingxiazi searched her intestines and scraped her stomach, and finally found a "fire tower" that was more in line with Jin Yu's description to ......, "Can ghost fire cook?" The kid really hasn't seen it. Jin Yu scoffed, the ghost fire is phosphorus spontaneous combustion, the temperature is low and not lasting, and cooking is impossible.

Hum quietly, the poor road is waiting, see what you kid can play Hu Xiazi was robbed by Jin Yu, I really can't think of anything else to match, so I can only make a wait-and-see gesture.

"The boy won't let you down, Seven Days! It only takes seven days for you to see what it means to seize heaven and earth, hehe. "It's easy to be rich, but it's hard to live a poor life. Jin Yu really couldn't stand the unpleasant smell, and pulled Qingxiazi to stand upwind and watch.

"Seven days? Seventy-seven forty-nine days, if you kid can make such a thing, you will lose! Qingxiazi is very stubborn, he thinks he is well-informed, and he doesn't believe that such an unreasonable thing happens.

"Seven days is enough, not more than ten days at most, hehe." Taoist alchemists are more superstitious about auspicious numbers, thinking that seven seven and forty-nine days are the essence of heaven and earth, but Jin Yu does not believe in this set. The temperature in May is not low, this temperature is suitable for biogas digester fermentation, according to the experience of Jin Yu's later generations in the countryside, seven days of fermentation is enough. ,

Seeing Jin Yu's sworn appearance, Qingxiazi also beat a drum in her heart, and Si Xia also calculated a hexagram for herself, seeing the hexagram, Qingxiazi's heart was cold! Could it be that this kid Jin Yu can really play it? Qingxiazi thought silently in her heart. Jin Yu really played with flowers, and it was a spark of high temperature!

"Test the pressure!" Jin Yu stood at the door of the restaurant and instructed the family. The family raised the flag in their hands and waved it twice, signaling the digester.

There were already people waiting on the side of the biogas digester, and after seeing the signal, they gently opened the valve a little gap, and saw that the pig's bladder slowly rose. There was no pressure gauge these days, and Jin Yu didn't expect the craftsman to make it, so he specially instructed the caretaker to open the valve slowly until the pig urine bubble was blown up and bounced with his fingers.

Seeing that the pig's urine bubble was already in line with the requirements of the head of the family, the caretaker also put up the flag around him and waved it twice.

Seeing the signal sent out over there, Jin Yu shouted Qingxiazi and went straight to the kitchen of the restaurant.

To say that this kitchen has been renovated according to Jin Yu's requirements, the bamboo tube has been transferred from the tree on the side of the biogas digester to this side, and then connected to several "iron lumps" full of holes. The cook can't understand it, but Jin Yu knows that this is the stove cast by the blacksmith shop according to his own requirements!

Jin Yu came to the stove and opened the valve gently, and then there was a faint smell of rotten eggs. With this smell, Jin Yu knew that biogas was already half the battle.

"You can always keep your eyes open and look at it, and you will be clamped immediately, hehe." Jin Yu knew what to expect, and when he took out the lighter, he made a fire, and as soon as he got close to the stove, the stove burned as soon as he "whirred".

Although there was already a hexagram at the bottom, Qingxiazi still opened her eyes wide, and pointed to the stove in front of her and couldn't speak.

"Do you want to give you an old tea egg? Look at this open mouth, the neutron is estimated to be able to stuff two eggs, haha! Jin Yu saw the success of the biogas he was tinkering with, and his heart was overjoyed, and he was detrimental to Qingxiazi.

"But Er'er, what's so proud?" Qingxiazi sorted out her expression and said lightly: "I'm afraid it's useless, right?" Can you really cook rice? ”

"Just look at it? You, bring a pot! Jin Yuyi instructed the assigned cook.

After being a landlord for more than a year, Jin Yu learned to instruct people, and he was too lazy to be self-reliant, and he was a little sorry for the teaching of Grandpa Mao, who was standing under the red flag.

The cook next to him was already speechless in shock, he had lived most of his life, how had he ever seen such a scene? I didn't even hear the assignment of the head of the house.

Jin Yu saw that people were already scared of their souls, so he didn't go up and slap him twice, but went over to get the pot himself, and he himself couldn't wait to test the effect, as for the cook, he went back and deducted his salary!

After pouring the "Zila" oil into it, it made a cheerful howl, it seemed that the temperature was not low, and Jin Yu's confidence was even greater. After a while, a pot of stir-fried vegetables with full of sè fragrance has been baked.

"Little damn it, how dare you bother to do it?" After all, the cook has an occupational disease, smelling the fragrance of the food, and finally relieved himself, but when he looked at his position, he didn't make it himself, and then looked at the position where Jin Yu was standing, and his face was like dirt.

"Bring the plates! Let the Taoist master taste it! Jin Yu was in a good mood, and he didn't bother with the cook, so he commanded.

"Bring the little one!" The cook turned around and copied a plate, and instead of handing it to Jin Yu, he reached out and took the pot, "Little one, you rest, you rest." ”

Jin Yu smelled the fragrance of vegetables with satisfaction, closed the good valve of the stove, and smiled at Qingxiazi: "How about you come to taste the fragrance of vegetables?" ”

"Humph!" Qingxiazi smelled the fragrance of vegetables and knew that she couldn't be wrong, she had already lost, and said unwillingly: "Poor Dao lost, teach you kid kung fu from tomorrow!" ”

"But Er'er, what's so proud?" Qingxiazi sorted out her expression and said lightly: "I'm afraid it's useless, right?" Can you really cook rice? ”

"Just look at it? You, bring a pot! Jin Yuyi instructed the assigned cook. After being a landlord for more than a year, Jin Yu learned to instruct people, and he was too lazy to be self-reliant, and he was a little sorry for the teaching of Grandpa Mao, who was standing under the red flag.

The cook next to him was already speechless in shock, he had lived most of his life, how had he ever seen such a scene? I didn't even hear the assignment of the head of the house.

Jin Yu saw that people were already scared of their souls, so he didn't go up and slap him twice, but went over to get the pot himself, and he himself couldn't wait to test the effect, as for the cook, he went back and deducted his salary!

After pouring the "Zila" oil into it, it made a cheerful howl, it seemed that the temperature was not low, and Jin Yu's confidence was even greater. After a while, a pot of stir-fried vegetables with full of sè fragrance has been baked.

"Little damn it, how dare you bother to do it?" After all, the cook has an occupational disease, smelling the fragrance of the food, and finally relieved himself, but when he looked at his position, he didn't make it himself, and then looked at the position where Jin Yu was standing, and his face was like dirt.

"Bring the plates! Let the Taoist master taste it! Jin Yu was in a good mood, and he didn't bother with the cook, so he commanded.

"Bring the little one!" The cook turned around and copied a plate, and instead of handing it to Jin Yu, he reached out and took the pot, "Little one, you rest, you rest." ”

Jin Yu smelled the fragrance of the vegetables with satisfaction, closed the valve of the stove, and smiled at Qingxiazi: "How about you come to taste the fragrance of vegetables?" ”

"Humph!" Qingxiazi smelled the fragrance of vegetables and knew that she couldn't be wrong, she had already lost, and said unwillingly: "Poor Dao lost, teach you kid kung fu from tomorrow!" ”。