Chapter 19: White Charcoal
"Okay, you hurry up, we will have blessings and hardships in the future!" Liu Yuanshan hurriedly helped up his life, this guy is a rootless person, and everyone knows him well, in case he really can't get along in the temple in the future, it is also a human resource for himself, which is rare. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"All my life, we are going to see Second Uncle Mao burning charcoal now, do you want to go?" Ergua asked.
"Go, let's go and help Second Uncle Mao." A lifetime nod.
Ergua said: "Okay, you go first, I'll go home and get you something." After saying that, the girl ran out.
Edamame took Liu Yuanshan and Shengsheng to the direction of his thatched house, and soon arrived in front of the courtyard gate, just in time to see Second Uncle Mao coming out of the courtyard, still holding a few large bamboo baskets in his hands.
"Second Uncle Mao!"
"Second Uncle Mao!"
"Daddy!"
The three of them hurriedly saluted, Second Uncle Mao put down the bamboo basket and nodded, and said with a smile: "You didn't go out to play?" Today, the charcoal kiln is open, but there is no place for your help. ”
"We're not helping!" Edamame interrupted his father's words and said, "It's Saburo, Saburo has to come to see our charcoal kiln, so I'll ......."
"Look at the charcoal kiln?" Second Uncle Mao was stunned for a moment and said, "What's so good about a black scalding person?" ”
"Second Uncle Mao!" Liu Yuanshan was very eye-catching, ran over to help him pick up a bamboo basket, and said, "Let's take a look from a distance, it won't be hot." ”
"Yes, we're adults!" I also said in my life.
"Okay, let's go, go and help me fill the charcoal!" Second Uncle Mao thought about it anyway, there was a kiln of charcoal that had cooled out, and he was about to open the kiln to take out the charcoal for storage, and let a few boys see that it was okay, so he took the three of them to the charcoal kiln.
The charcoal kiln is not close to the place where Uncle Mao's house lives, about a mile or two away, Liu Yuanshan doesn't know if he has been here before, anyway, this is the first time to come since the crossing, and he was slightly surprised to see the charcoal field full of wood, and pointed to the two wooden buildings behind the charcoal field and asked: "Why did you build such a good house?" ”
Second Uncle Mao listened to his words, turned around suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and a cold blood appeared in his cold eyes, almost scaring Liu Yuanshan half to death, at this time, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he had touched the edge of Second Uncle Mao's scales, so he pretended to be innocent and continued: "Is this used to store charcoal?" ”
Hearing this, Second Uncle Mao's face softened slightly, and after a while, he returned to his usual kind appearance and said: "Naturally, it is not used to store charcoal, there are two distant relatives living there." ”
"Oh!" Liu Yuanshan was in a cold sweat behind his back, and he didn't dare to look at the building anymore, so he set his eyes on the three charcoal-burning charcoal kilns, only to see that one of them was emitting black smoke, one was emitting green smoke, and the other was not working.
"This is the charcoal kiln, see!" Second Uncle Mao pointed to the three charcoal kilns with a smile, and finally stopped his finger at the charcoal kiln that was not smoking, and said: "This kiln has been burned, and it is waiting for me to open the kiln, and you will help me move the charcoal." ”
After speaking, he shouted into the dense forest next to him: "Shen Laosan, the kiln is open, come here." ”
"It's coming!" In the depths of the dense forest, a man dressed in black came over, looking like he was in his thirties, with a fierce face and a strong body.
Liu Yuanshan became vigilant in his heart, and secretly said that this person had a fierce face, and if he was either born in the army, he would be a ringing horse.
"Third Uncle Shen!" Shengsheng and Edamame saluted the third uncle Shen at the same time, Liu Yuanshan reacted at this time, followed by bowing his head, and secretly said that he also knew the third uncle Shen.
"Yo, I'm here with Saburo." Uncle Shen's face was a little lazy, and after moving his muscles and bones, he picked up the guy and started to open the kiln.
The opening of the charcoal kiln is very simple, it is nothing more than shoveling away a layer of mulch soil on it, and then it will reveal the charcoal that has been burned inside, as long as you are careful not to dig up the chimney, the next time you burn charcoal, put the wood in it, and then cover the soil again. Because the fire of the charcoal kiln is underneath, opening it from above will not have any effect.
"Squeak", the door of the wooden building behind was opened, Liu Yuanshan noticed that when the sound came, the bodies of Second Uncle Mao and Third Uncle Shen involuntarily shook at the same time, and then turned to the door vigilantly.
Out of the door came an older man, dressed in the same black clothes, and walked slowly.
"Uncle!" Edamame shouted at the man.
"Yes!" The man walked over, and Second Uncle Mao asked, "Big brother, why did you come out?" ”
Listening to their conversation, Liu Yuanshan quickly confirmed the identity of the person who came, and it should be the legendary Uncle Mao.
"He, he asked me to come and help you!" Uncle Mao didn't say who he was, Liu Yuanshan seemed absent-minded, but he was suddenly vigilant: there are still people in the house!
"It's work!" Uncle Mao picked up the tools, and the three of them removed the covering soil on the top of the charcoal kiln, and half an hour later, Liu Yuanshan saw the black charcoal, which looked like the wood that had been sorted out, but the color had changed.
Liu Yuanshan knew that this was because after the wood was put in, the things formed after carbonization and dehydration were in a state that was normal and unchanged from the wood when they were put in before, otherwise the firing would not be successful.
"Look, there's white charcoal!"
Third Uncle Shen suddenly shouted, and Uncle Mao and Second Uncle Mao looked at Third Uncle Shen at the same time, and sure enough, they saw a small handful of unusual charcoal near the chimney.
Liu Yuanshan also looked over there, and found that there were about dozens of charcoal that were not the color of black and black, but had a layer of gray-white skin attached to it as if it had been drenched by autumn frost.
"Second Uncle Mao, what is white charcoal?" Liu Yuanshan asked suspiciously, listening to their cheers, this white charcoal seemed to be much better than black charcoal.
"Oh, hehe!" Second Uncle Mao smiled and said: "White charcoal is also charcoal, it is a kind of charcoal that is accidentally produced when burning charcoal, but this white charcoal is better than black charcoal, and it can be burned!" ”
According to Uncle Mao, this black charcoal can generally burn for one to one and a half hours after it is ignited, which is about two or three hours according to modern timekeeping standards, but the white charcoal is very powerful, and it can burn for about five hours.
This is of great use to those nobles who rely on charcoal fire to survive the winter, black charcoal has to be added at night, but white charcoal can almost burn until dawn, the benefits and conveniences are only known after use, after all, no one wants to get up and add charcoal on a cold day, even if it is a maid.
Therefore, compared with black carbon, the price of white charcoal is more expensive, and the general price can be more than three times that of black charcoal due to the small number of reasons.
Liu Yuanshan's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of his divine book, and secretly said that since he can burn white charcoal, he doesn't know if there is a record of the method of burning white charcoal in the book, if so, wouldn't it be an extra means to make money?
At this time, seeing Ergua running over with a piece of beehive in his hand, Lao Yuan, who was out of breath, shouted: "Life, it's not good, you go down the mountain and take a look, the Gan family beat the old host." ”