The existence of the warehouse is similar to the rental warehouse of later generations.

First, it is convenient to ship and pick up the goods, after all, the buyer and the seller do not have to meet.

Second, it is also a kind of intermediate guarantee.

The commission in it alone is enough to live.

Lin Xiaohe has a feeling that there are a series of wineries, oil mills, and garment workshops here, and they will definitely make this place a commercial center.

If there is a warehouse here, generations to come will live on it.

Of course, the premise is that there is no loser.

Facts have proved that no matter how huge the industry is, as long as there are one or two that will lose, it will definitely not last for three generations.

Lin Xiaohe and Han Che went to the wine shop to say hello to Lao Du and a few people, and at the same time moved a few jars of wine in the car, and then rushed to the oil mill leisurely.

The area around the mill has been cleaned up clean, there is no debris, even the ground has been shoveled off a layer and paved with neat stone slabs.

This is what Lin Xiaohe explained, a place like the oil mill is no better than others, and there can definitely be any open flames.

As well as the presence of flammable and explosive things.

Otherwise, if you go to the water, it will be very lively, and Lin Xiaohe will not dare to take this risk.

"Boss, Xiaohe, you are here. Big guy, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Xiulian, who was wearing an apron embroidered with the pattern of Yunchu Xiuxiangyun, saw Lin Xiaohe and them coming, and hurriedly greeted them.

The aprons that Lin Xiaohe made were different from each workshop, for example, the wine shop was black, and the oil mill was orange, which was eye-catching.

Xiulian is the mother-in-law of Lao Li among those veterans, and she is very careful in doing things, so Lin Xiaohe transferred her to do things in the oil mill.

There is a need for not only men but also women, and women are more brisk, mainly producing bean cakes and picking beans.

Good beans should be disposed of separately from bad beans.

The good quality is used to extract oil, and the bad quality is boiled and mashed, and it can be used to feed the livestock.

That's why Lin Xiaohe established the farm because the time is ripe now.

With these bean cakes, plus forage, with feeding, it can be regarded as concentrate feed.

Of course, it would be better to have alfalfa flowers.

Lin Xiaohe hasn't found this thing yet, and I don't know if there is feed for horses and the like now.

"Sister-in-law Xiulian, everything is ready?"

Xiulian is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, she is very well maintained, and her appearance is a little delicate.

"It's all ready, the soybeans have gone into the pot, and now they're all hot."

In order to increase the oil yield, the beans are heated and fried for seven years, and then put into the built machine and hit with a pile hammer.

Now there is no mechanical force, only manual labor.

Han Che did not follow Lin Xiaohe to squeeze into the woman's pile, but went directly into the oil extraction area.

There were more than a dozen men, with their upper bodies naked, and the muscles all over their bodies were like dragons, and they were all good hands with inexhaustible strength.

Lin Xiaohe looked at the beans in the cauldron, pinched one of them, chewed them, and spit them out again.

She tied up her hair, wrapped it in a square scarf, and put on her sleeves.

Sleeves, aprons, and masks have now become essential suits, and everyone will be given several sets to prevent dirty clothes.

Having said that, these little things sell well on the first floor as well.

Masks may be a little unaccustomed to wearing at first, but once you get used to them, you can't do without them.

It's like the group of people working in the carpentry workshop, and when they look at it every day, they see that almost all the masks are dyed black, which shows how dirty they are.

So now no one is going to say no to such a thing as a mask.

The same is true for the garment workshop, cotton thread, cotton wool, sucked into the lungs, and there will be problems in the future.

"Sister-in-law Xiulian, you tell everyone, make the final preparations, whether you can produce oil today, it depends on this."

Oil is a precious thing now, and now Lin Xiaohe said that these soybeans can make oil, and everyone is very excited.

This move can change the cooking environment of the entire food, and can go down in history.

So the big guys are full of energy.

Lin Xiaohe has seen the pile hammer, and the big mallet alone is estimated to be thousands of catties, pulled to the highest point, and then hit it hard, the movement is simple.

The pot room for fried beans is separated from the middle of the next door, and then Lin Xiaohe made a slide.

The fried beans here can be easily transported to the other side, which is mixed with a lot of wisdom, and everyone is full of praise.

After all, Lin Xiaohe is notoriously smart, and it doesn't seem surprising to come up with anything.

"Xiaohe, it's all checked over there."

Lin Xiaohe nodded: "Okay, then let's start." ”

Lin Xiaohe gave an order, and immediately several strong women sent the fried soybeans to the slide.

It was already designed before, a pot of beans, just right.

"Sister-in-law Xiulian, I'm bothering you here, I'll go over and take a look."

Xiulian responded, this is her own livelihood, her man can be regarded as the leader of the Han family, and Han Che and Lin Xiaohe will never be stingy with their own people.

But where there is good food and use, there will be a share of them.

They are all people who have survived the war, and they naturally know how to cherish the good days now.

All industries, those who can be used, are trustworthy, and everyone else is placed in unimportant positions.

Lin Xiaohe didn't worry about this, and when he walked next door, Lin Xiaohe's eyes straightened.

Wow, what a beautiful body.

Han Che noticed her eyes, a little jealous.

"Boom!"

The pile hammer hammered up hard, and it felt like my heart had been hammered and jumped.

This sound startled Lin Xiaohe.

"Boss, is this oil?"

I saw a hammer go down, and the oil pipes below immediately flowed out, and the room was filled with the faint aroma of soybean oil.

"Oh my God, it's really oily, it smells so good!"

"Brothers, it's oily, hahaha, hurry, work hard!"

"One, two, let's go!"

"Boom!"

As soon as these men moved, their bronzed skin, coupled with the explosive muscle lines, were really full of strength and beauty.

Han Che took Lin Xiaohe out, and the man's eyes exuded a cold gaze.

"Is it pretty?"

Lin Xiaohe pretended to be stupid, smirked and scratched his head: "I don't understand what you're saying." ”

This man was obviously enraged, with a smile on his face, but it made Lin Xiaohe feel a slight chill behind him.

"If you want to see it, turn around and I'll show you. Do you think I'm no match for them? ”

Lin Xiaohe's face flushed: "Phew, who wants to see it, it's not that I haven't seen it, what's so good." ”

"Oh? Are you sure? ”

The man forced Lin Xiaohe into a corner, and his head was lowered more and more.