In the days when Long Aotian took people out, Bai Jie took Zhang Fan and finally invented the most primitive hulling machine after turning over the dried millet for N days.

They and the able-bodied villagers took bamboo strips and weaved a simple screen with a grinding wheel inside the screen.

"A raw grain peeling gap must be formed between the screen and the grinding wheel mill, so that the screen and the grinding wheel rotate in the opposite direction during work to remove the seed coat of the grain grains, and combine the wind to separate the kernel and seed coat while peeling."

Bai Jie listened to a string of nouns and was unconscious: "What kind of major are you studying?" ”

"Hey, I'm learning mechanical principles," Zhang Fan scratched his head, "When I figure out a way to make a bearing, combining the huller with hydraulics, we won't have to crank it by hand." ”

Qian Duoduo gave full affirmation to the fruits of their labor, with the hulling machine, you can remove the husk of the grain and rice, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, since he made that meal, everyone has a huge doubt about his craft, this time he must show his skills.

After Long Aotian came back, the group finally had a decent meal for the first time, at least the millet porridge didn't pull their throats, and Chen Chen even caught a few pheasants.

While worshipping the big guy, everyone asked him how he did it, Chen Chen modestly said that he got inspiration from the predecessors of the leap soil, sprinkled a handful of millet and supported the grate, got two or three chickens, and skipped the middle chicken flying dog jumping and was borrowed by the eldest lady of the owner's house to run away and scolded the loser without mentioning it, and the result was still good.

The seasoning is limited, and there are few poor pots in the village, so Qian Duoduo decided to make a flower chicken.

According to legend, a long time ago, there was a man named Huazi, who begged for food along the way and went to a village in Changshu County. One day, he came across a chicken and wanted to slaughter it for cooking, but he had no cooking utensils or spices. He came to the foot of Yu Mountain, killed the chicken, removed the internal organs, painted the yellow mud, firewood and grass with the hair, put the coated chicken in the fire and roasted, waited for the mud to dry the chicken and cooked, peeled off the mud shell, and the chicken feathers were also taken off with the mud shell, revealing the chicken......

The players rubbed their hands around the stove and listened to Qian Duoduo's stories about the past, and now it has entered the Xiaoice River period, and even though it is early spring, the weather is still very cold. Everyone was upright, and while roasting the fire, they spit on the cruelty of killing chickens and removing their hair, and when two or three lumps of mud were dug out, one rushed faster than the other.

Long Aotian took the lead in smashing the shell, revealing the tender white chicken inside, and the clear oil slowly flowed down, and the fragrance suddenly wafted all over the world.

The players shared a meal and lay down on the meadow one by one to eat.

"I never thought that one day I would be so hungry for a chicken."

"That's Chef Qian's skills, okay?"

"Not exactly, right?"

The economy is developing so fast, everyone usually has no worries about food and clothing, and no one is rare to have a few chickens, but now they have a strange sense of satisfaction by virtue of their own labor and abundant food and clothing.

"This is the life you yearn for."

"I suddenly had a suggestion, doesn't this game let us create our own story? Why don't we join forces to make a big one? ”

"That's it, the world is so chaotic, we are a black household, if we do it alone, we really have more than enough heart and less power."

"So what are we going to do?"

"How about steelmaking and repairing the railway?"

"Build an academy?"

"Weaving cloth and selling wool?"

"You're really unproductive."

"Oh, Yuanfang, what do you think?"

"We should be bandits!"

"Get out of here, get down to business!"

"Oh, I'm not kidding, don't you think Cheng Biting Jin is the Wagang Village established by the peasant uprising?"

"What you said makes sense, isn't our heroine the eldest grandson? Why don't you help her become a prince? ”

"Well, from now on, we will be half-brothers, and we will all share blessings and difficulties."

"Hey, Commissar Bai is polite."

"Don't shirk the dragon diplomat."

"Haha, let's work together in the future."

……

Innocent smiled, these players were already planning to set up a small court, she originally planned to see how long it would take for them to react and hug each other, but she didn't expect them to move so quickly.

Sure enough, every boy has had the innocent age of fantasizing about being **** in the dormitory.

They relied on guessing to separate the eldest brother and the younger brother, assigned positions, pointed out the rivers and mountains against the basin and quilt bag of soaked socks, and talked about the characters one after another.

- Don't ask her how she knows, she doesn't want to remember.

"These immortals you summoned said that you want to change the name of the village." Jiang Twelve's expression was very confused.

"What are they asking for?"