After the beans were fried, Gu Jinli immediately stopped the fire and said to Gu Jinxiu, who was burning the fire in the kitchen: "Sister, what about the small sack I asked you to make?" ”

The small sack is used to hold the fried soybeans and make the cake base.

Gu Jinxiu said: "In the bag hanging behind the door of our house, you go and get it yourself." ”

After hearing this, Gu Jinli ran to the house where they lived, and took out a bundle of small sacks in the bag hanging behind the door.

The small cloth bag is only the size of a clay pot, and it is made of two layers of burlap, which is very thick and can withstand beating.

Gu Jinli returned to the kitchen porch, brought a wooden bowl, put the fried crushed soybeans into a small sack, and then tied the mouth of the bag with a coarse cloth cut into strips, and put it on the straw mat on the side for later use.

Brother Cheng is very sensible, the straw mat was moved by him, and he is looking at Gu Jinli with a pair of big eyes at the moment without blinking.

He stretched out his hand and poked the small sack containing crushed soybeans on the straw mat, and asked Gu Jinli: "Second sister, can you make oil after filling the beans?" ”

Gu Jinli nodded: "Well, put the soybeans in it, and you can start squeezing oil." As he spoke, he filled a small cloth bag, tied the mouth of the bag, and put it on the straw mat.

"Squeeze?" Brother Cheng was puzzled and asked, "Second sister, what is squeezing?" Is it like croquettes during the Chinese New Year? ”

Gu Jinli smiled, pinched his face, and said, "No, you'll know later." ”

This squeeze is not fried by the other, this squeeze is to be beaten.

Brother Cheng is a good child, and when he heard this, he didn't ask any more, but watched quietly from the side, waiting for his second sister to squeeze oil.

Cui's was no stranger to Gu Jinli's liking to make some strange things, and she was busy scooping bean curds to make tofu, so she only glanced at this side and then withdrew her gaze.

In a short time, Gu Jinli packed twenty catties of broken soybeans and packed eighteen small cloth bags.

After loading, I ran to the yard, moved a big wooden box made by Gu Dashan to the kitchen porch, and then brought the custom-made discus, a discus, two cake embryos, so spaced apart, after all the eighteen cake embryos were placed, then put a discus.

He ran out into the yard and brought a wooden shelf.

The wooden shelf was made by her Gu Dashan according to the size of the discus.

The wooden shelf can be disassembled, and after she disassembles the wooden shelf in half, she puts it on the stacked discus and cake base, so that the six tenon joints on both sides of the wooden shelf are aligned, and then slaps it hard.

With a few snaps, the separate wooden shelves were tenoned and tenoned, and the discus was choked.

She was worried that the tenon joints of the wooden frame were not strong enough, so she brought a bundle of burlap, cut the burlap into finger-wide strips of cloth, and tied the wooden frame round by circle, and helped her more than a dozen times before stopping.

Finally, she took a large wooden bowl, dug a small pit, put the wooden bowl in the small pit, and took a hammer in both hands and struck at the top discus.

Bang Bang Bang!

The hammer thrashed the discus with each other.

There was a lot of movement, and Brother Cheng next to him was startled, hurriedly covered his ears, and looked at his second sister with a stunned expression.

"Second, second sister ......"

Why discus?

When the third grandmother, Cui's family, and Gu Jinxiu heard the movement, they all ran out to see, and when they saw her playing discus with a hammer, they were all at a loss.

The third grandmother asked, "Xiaoyu, what are you doing?" What do you do with discus? ”

Gu Jinli said with a smile: "Third grandma, I'm making oil, you wait a little longer, you can make oil in a while." ”

"Oil again?" The third grandmother shook her head: "Then you can do it, if you can't do it, you will die." ”

They knew about Xiaoyu making oil, but they thought she was just fooling around, only fat meat could make oil, and they had never heard of beans making oil.

But Xiaoyu is the hero of several of them, making tofu, so that several families have a living livelihood, and the third grandmother is also tossed by her.

Cui Shi saw her playing discus with a hammer, very worried, and told him uneasily: "You slow down, be careful not to hurt your hands." ”

"Eh, if you know your mother, you can rest assured, wait for your daughter to make oil for you." Gu Jinli said as he continued to beat the discus with a hammer.

Cui Shi stood by and watched for a while, and after seeing that she hit very accurately and did not hurt her hand, she went back to the kitchen to continue making tofu.

Gu Jinli continued to pound the discus, the discus was pressed because of the beating, and slowly sank, and while sinking, the pressure squeezed the soybean cake embryo sandwiched in the middle of the discus.

After the tea, the cake embryo wrapped in a small cloth bag slowly oozes oil, and the soybean oil slowly flows to the bottom of the box and converges at the bottom of the box.

After a quarter of an hour, a shallow layer of soybean oil has accumulated at the bottom of the wooden box.

Gu Dashan made a long groove for the wooden box that sloped downward, and the soybean oil flowed out along the long groove, dripping into the wooden bowl, and the wooden bowl was filled in a short time.

Brother Cheng'er's eyes widened, pointed to the wooden bowl and said, "Second sister and second sister, the oil is really oily." ”

The second sister didn't lie to them, soybeans can really be turned into oil.

Gu Jinli smiled and said to Cheng Ge'er: "Go and get a clay pot to fill the oil." ”

"Oh, I'll go get it." Cheng Ge'er ran into the kitchen with his little short legs and came out with a clay pot.

He put the clay pot on the ground, took out the wooden bowl filled with soybean oil, carefully poured it into the pot, and then put the wooden bowl back.

Cheng Ge'er looked at Huang Chengcheng's soybean oil and asked Gu Jinli: "Second sister, can you eat soybean oil?" ”

Gu Jinli said: "Of course you can eat it, this soybean oil is similar to meat oil, it can be used to cook, make fried food, and can also be used to light lamps." ”

It has only been three generations since the establishment of Dachu, and the previous dynasty has gone through many years of war, so the people of Dachu are very poor, and many families cannot afford to light lamps.

When they first came to Dafeng Village, they had no oil to light the lamp, and they could only use the fire to light it at night.

With this soybean oil, her family will be able to light up every day in the future, and she will no longer have to burn a fire for lighting.

Brother Cheng was pleasantly surprised to hear it: "I can light the lamp." "Children are afraid of the dark, and when I heard that soybean oil can be lit, Cheng Ge'er is very happy.

Gu Jinli picked up the hammer, pounded the discus to squeeze the oil, and stopped for a quarter of an hour to rest for a while.

Qin Saburo didn't go out of the stall today, but went into the mountains to chop wood, and when he came back, he heard the sound of her bell smashing oil, and saw her little person playing discus with a hammer, frowned, and came to her yard, and said, "This work is very tiring, I'll do it." ”

Fleeing all the way, Gu Jinli had already been familiar with Qin Sanlang, and he was not polite to him, and handed him the two hammers: "Here you go." ”

Qin Saburo took the hammer and quickly hit the discus. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he is bigger than his peers, and he has a few strengths.

After beating like this for half an hour, the cake embryo has been beaten very thinly, and the oil has become less, Gu Jinli said: "Brother Qin, stop." ”

And at this moment, they have made a clay pot of soybean oil.