Inside the hall.

Seeing Wei Shuyu excitedly pulling his clothes, he couldn't wait to smash the dead clothes belt. Li Yueru clasped her hands, lowered her head, and whispered in a full and undulating voice: "Husband, the slave family is afraid"

Thinking of Uncle Wei's anxious appearance yesterday, Li Yueru was really a little afraid.

"Hah, what do you want? What do you think about this little brain? Can you be healthy? Wei Shuyu was stunned for a moment, rubbing Li Yueru's head: "I just asked you to take my clothes and wrap up all the things you picked up in the mountain col, what do you think I'm going to do?" Cave in the day? ”

"Ah, husband, husband originally wanted that"

"But those things are enough for our family to start a fire."

Li Yue was ashamed to find a crack in the ground to get into, but she actually wanted to be crooked.

"I'll tell you when I get it back, in short, your husband, a good young man with four socialist qualities, wants to let you see how powerful it is today."

Wei Shuyu smiled evilly.

"What is socialism?"

"Well, socialism is a place where everything is good, but it is difficult to marry a daughter-in-law"

"Okay, don't ask so much, hurry up and get those things back, husband, I'll be of great use"

Then he urged Li Yueru out of the door.

"It's awesome, in this bird place in the Tang Dynasty, there are actually cottonseeds?"

Li Yueru went out, and Wei Shuyu said in amazement.

Cottonseed, that is, the seed of cotton.

There is a great controversy about when cotton was introduced into China, some say it is the Qin and Han dynasties, and some say that it is the Song and Yuan dynasties.

However, Wei Shuyu didn't bother to take care of these, he only knew that what Li Yueru was holding was indeed cottonseed.

At this time in the Tang Dynasty, all the food was still cooked in water, or roasted slowly over low heat, as for other stir-frying, frying and the like, it was unrealistic.

Why? No gas!

In the palace of the Tang Dynasty, it is estimated that it is just like rubbing a pot with some animal fat to improve the taste, and it is normal for ordinary people to not see a little meat taste all year round.

"What if Lao Tzu turned cottonseed into oil and fried a chicken? Stir-fry a liver flower, wow Ka ”

With excitement on his face, Wei Shuyu ran out of the hall with his hands dancing and sprinkled all kinds of smears in the yard!

Now that the cottonseeds are available, all you need to do is make an oil press.

This thing may be difficult for others, but for Wei Shuyu, it is not a problem at all.

Because when he was young, every family in their village had cotton, and they all used cottonseed to extract their own oil.

Although it is not as pure as the current S-class, it is also a good thing.

Look in the east and look in the west.

Soon, Wei Shuyu found a ten-centimeter-thick wooden stake in the courtyard, and he didn't know what Li Yueru was going to do with it.

But in his opinion, this is really the best material.

Therefore, when three times and five were divided by two, Wei Shuyu wielded an axe, or chopped or chopped it up.

Although the oil press is simple, it is not easy to do, especially since Wei Shuyu has limited tools.

All afternoon, until it was almost dark, Wei Shuyu built a hammer with a groove, using the lever principle on the groove, and drilled an eye below, and then used a linen cloth filter to get out of a simple oil press.

"Husband, what is this, why is it so weird?"

As soon as he finished it, Li Yueru also came back, carrying a large bag of cottonseeds, looking at the oil press and wondering.

"Haha, this is a good thing, it's called an oil press, see that groove, just take what you picked up, put it there, and a person pushes the hammer handle up and down from here, let it crash into the groove, complete a piston movement, and there will be something you have never seen before!"

Wei Shuyu grinned, that was called a pride.

"What is piston movement?"

Li Yueru was even more puzzled.

"Uh, this, this, actually, what are men and women, they can also be counted as pistons"

Wei Shuyu scratched his head and said with a wicked smile.

"My husband is so bad."

Li Yueru ran away with a shy face full of redness, and got rid of a little white rabbit.

"Hahaha, where is this?"

Wei Shuyu smiled, he didn't care about the dark, and that night, with the help of the moonlight, he began to put those cottonseeds together.

Cottonseed, oil presses are all there.

But it can't be done directly.

Because before everything starts, the lint on the cottonseed must also be removed, one to ensure that it is clean, and the other will save effort.

Of course, in addition to this, it is necessary to first mash and then stir-fry.

However, Wei Shuyu didn't feel troublesome, after all, the biggest job had been done.

After the fluff was gone, it was already late at night, and I was really tired, so I went into the hall to take a nap.

But it was only two hours, and as soon as the sky dawned, Wei Shuyu had already begun to pound the cottonseeds, stir-fry, and squeeze the oil.

These are all hard work, Wei Shuyu naturally can't wait for Li Yueru to wake up and do it, besides, she won't.

A toss.

Finally, two hours later, as Wei Shuyu pushed the lever hammer every time, the hammer and the groove collided, and at the bottom of the groove, streams of egg-green liquid appeared.

"Fragrant, it's so fragrant, I don't know what about the fried food from this thing"

Lying on the side and sniffing, Wei Shuyu smiled excitedly.

Then he slaughtered the pheasants he had brought back, along with a few wild ducks in the yard.

Even soon, the oil was already lit and the oil began to be fried.

"Husband, what are you doing? It smells so good."

When the sun rose, Li Yueru also woke up.

At this time, she sniffed Qiong's nose and looked at Wei Shuyu, who was busy sweating, very puzzled.

"Haha, wake up? Come and try it, your husband and I only have this fried chicken."

Wei Shuyu grinned, as if offering treasures, pointing to the various fried goods he fished out.

"Ah, this, this"

"Husband, you, you killed all the ducks in the house?"

Li Yueru was momentarily stunned, looking at Wei Shuyu with a sad face.

These wild ducks were deliberately circled at home, waiting to lay eggs to supplement the family.

But this time, they were all killed by Wei Shuyu.

Thinking about it, Li Yueru didn't know what to do.

"Haha, it's useless to keep those things, don't worry, from today onwards, I won't let you be poor again"

"Open your mouth and taste this"

Wei Shuyu said without caring at all, and casually ripped off a piece of chicken and sent it to Li Yueru's cherry mouth.

"Hmm"

Li Yueru was taken aback and instinctively wanted to vomit.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly closed with a look of enjoyment and chewed carefully.

"Soft, smooth, crispy, fragrant, delicious, really delicious"

Then he smiled with even more excitement.

"I'll just say, what I make must be delicious."

Wei Shuyu sighed: "These things, if they are taken out and sold, they should be able to sell for a lot of money, right?" ”

Things are vaguely expensive, and Wei Shuyu's fried chicken, although it is nothing in modern times, was definitely unique in the Tang Dynasty.

At least that's what he thinks.

"This is what my husband said was the way to make a fortune?"

Li Yueru glanced at Wei Shuyu resentfully.

"Can't you?"

Wei Shuyu was stunned.

"Dare to ask the husband, who is going to eat the food that the husband makes"

Li Yueru didn't answer, but just asked again.

"Of course it's those rich people in Chang'an"

"How far is Chang'an from here?"

"Half Day"

"Half a day is horseback riding, what if you go on foot?"

After only a while, Wei Shuyu was stunned, looked at Li Yueru sluggishly, and said, "If you hike, how long will it take?" ”

What he inherited was the memory of Wei Zheng's eldest son, and some of that guy's memories were only horseback riding, and he had never hiked at all.

So this will, Wei Shuyu really doesn't know.

"Three Days"

"Husband, can this food be stored for three days without spoiling?"

Li Yueru sighed and looked at Wei Shuyu.

"Damn, forget about it"

"So according to you, this thing is still priceless?"

Wei Shuyu's face was ugly.

The oil that I made out of it excitedly, and the fried goods that I made it.

I don't even know who I'm selling to.

After all, in his eyes, the only one who can afford to buy his delicious food is the prosperous Chang'an City.

It's a pity that the three-day journey is too far, and at such a distance, the delicacy has long become a stink.

"Husband, the slave doesn't want the husband to be as prosperous as an official, and I don't want the husband to be like a business traveler."

"The slave is only willing to stay with his husband for a long time"

Seeing that Wei Shuyu's face was not good, Li Yueru was cautious and said softly.

"Yueru, don't you? What did you just say? ”

Wei Shuyu was devastated, but it was only for a moment, and soon, he suddenly looked at Li Yueru excitedly.

"Hahaha, my good Yueru, I know what to do for my husband, I know"

Then he laughed excitedly.

"How?"

Li Yueru was puzzled, her face full of puzzlement.