Ning Yan walked into an alley, and he could smell the wood while standing under the tree.

There was a knock on the door, and a young man came out of it.

"Something?"

"Find a master to make something custom-made."

"Please." Inviting Ning Yan in, the man sat on the small bench and began to shaving.

A layer of white sawdust was cut off the wood, and the ground was filled with pieces of wood thinner than pieces of paper, and the pieces of wood were rolled together like flowers, so this thing was added with shavings?

"What does the little lady want."

"This, master will see if he can make it." Ning Yan said as he took out the blueprint of the juicer.

The drawings were brought with him when Chen Yu and Zhou Yi came to Gouziwan.

The fans won't be needed this year, the hot days are over, and now we should get a few more juicers.

After all, the mountains are now full of wild fruits, and apples and pears are ripe.

If you don't hurry up, the fruit will be gone, and you will be blind with a juicer.

However, the mountain is so big, there are so many fruits, you have to save a little, the easiest way to store it is to store it, Ning Yan looked at the shavings on the ground, and his mind had already flown away.

"It's a bit complicated to make, and glass is more expensive."

"It's okay, you can do it." Ning Yan waved her hand, no matter how expensive Liuli was, her capital would soon be able to come back after making a juicer, and in Ning Yan's opinion, technology was more important than money.

"That's done, come and get it in three days."

As the master spoke, he flipped through the drawings again, and the amazement in his eyes never dissipated.

The principle of a juicer should not be too complicated.

The old master's expression made Ning Yan a little heavy, was it the low level of the old master, or the technology of the machine had been lost by history at this time.

You must know that in the time of the hundred schools of thought of the pre-Qin princes, the methods of the public losers were admired by later generations.

But now......

It's so hard to make a juicer.

Fan, fan or later.

Ning Yan left the carpenter's house, walked past the barbecue shop in the north of the city on the way, and saw Deng Zhu eating in the shop again, and was in a good mood.

Return to the courtyard of the flower lady.

Wu Youniang was still dealing with the dry firewood on the ground with an axe.

In less than an hour, there were only three or four sticks of firewood left on the ground.

Help?

Ning Yan walked in front of Wu Youniang and saw the bubbles on Wu Youniang's palms and the bruises squeezed out of the wood.

Didn't say anything in the end.

is a person who can endure hardships, and such a person is useful wherever he is placed.

As soon as the deed of sale was signed, Ning Yan took the two of them back to the village.

"Go pick a room for yourself." There are few people in the family and many rooms, so Ning Yan did not squeeze the slaves he just bought in this regard.

Let Mrs. Jia and Wu Youniang wash up, take out some food for the two of them to fill their stomachs, and Ning Yan will no longer care about the two of them.

On the first day of my arrival, I was free to play.

The rest will be arranged tomorrow morning.

Not long after Ning Yan came home, Aunt Huang came over and knocked on the door again.

"Auntie is here?"

"Not really." With a smile on his face, Huang continued, "I heard that you asked Qian to get you bamboo sticks, didn't you?" ”

"......" There are no secrets in the village.

Ning Yan nodded: "Auntie also wants to do it?" ”

"It's not, now your brother Tiezhu and his wife can fully prop up the shop, and your aunt will be uncomfortable when she is free, you see ......"

"The bamboo skewer Qian family can be provided by one person, and if the aunt is not idle, she will go to the county shop to help, but it will be a little hard to go back and forth every day."

"In the county seat?" Aunt Huang's eyes lit up.

If she had worked in the county seat, she would not have to live in the village.

Although he talks about how bad the county town is, if he can, he still wants to live in the county seat.

"Then Cheng, my aunt will go tomorrow?"

"Don't worry, I'll go to the county seat in three days, and we happen to be together." After Ning Yan finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is Xiaocao okay lately?" ”

"It's good, I can't let out a fart for half a day, but fortunately it's a female baby, and I'll get married when I'm a few years older."

"......" Ning Yan wanted to say something, but Aunt Huang obviously didn't want to hear anything.

Ning Yan could only give up.

Sure enough, if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather.

Not only does he have a stepfather, but if Mu gives birth to a boy, his stepgrandmother will probably come out. This world is so harsh on women.

Ning Yan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and when she looked back at Wu Youniang and Mrs. Jia in the courtyard, she was also confused.

Whether it is to follow the customs of the locals, or to be assimilated by this world, there is always a sense of frustration in my heart, and all the things learned in the future generations are useless?

Is it so compromised by the world after crossing once?

"Mother, what are you thinking?" Ning Youyu, who came back from Mr. Xue, pushed the door and walked into the house, and his eyes were Ning Yan's appearance of quickly becoming an immortal, the smile on his face faded, and he directly hugged Ning Yan's thigh.

was woken up by Ning Youyu's exclamation.

Ning Yan came back to his senses, thinking about what to do so uselessly, it is better to think about how to grow cotton next year.

"You're back, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired." Ning Youyu said, and began to recite those things that Mr. Xue said that he couldn't understand.

Now that I've memorized it, I'll understand it one day.

Ning Yan returned to the stove room and began to process the day's dinner.

Before dinner was ready, Chen Yu and Zhou Yi walked home carrying a wild boar.

Because the boar had blood on it, a swarm of flies gathered in the yard.

"Hunting in the mountains again?" Ning Yan glanced out and was a little disappointed when he saw the dead boar.

Now that the family has a mother-in-law, if the boar is alive, it can be kept in captivity.

As for the wildness of these mountain animals, Ning Yan was accustomed to the reality that as long as he lived, he would not seek death.

It's a good thing that those animals are naturally close to their sons.

Now that there are more people in the family, Ning Yan will naturally pay attention not to letting these people know that Ning Youyu has something similar to the ability.

A secret is only called a secret if there are fewer people who know it.

"Hurry up and put a pot of pig blood, and make Mao Xuewang for you at night."

As soon as Chen Yu heard it, he knew that this thing was for food, so he quickly took the wooden basin, sprinkled it with salt, and stabbed it into the pig's neck with a knife.

The bright red blood stained the wooden basin and slowly coagulated, and the pig's blood was completed.

Zhou Yi leaned in front of Ning Yan and asked, "What is Mao Xuewang?" Can you eat it? ”

"Yes." Ning Yan said and took out a few red peppers. I am reluctant to eat it on weekdays, but I scared the child just now, so I ate a little as compensation.

Seeing Ning Yan take out the chili pepper, Zhou Yu swooped in front of Chen Yan.

Helped Chen Yu dispose of a whole pig.

Mao Xuewang's method is very simple, when Ning Yan is busy in the stove room alone, bringing out a pot of Mao Xuewang.

Wu Youniang and Mrs. Jia also walked out of the West Wing.

Change clothes and sleep, the two of them are in good spirits.

Especially when I saw the fragrant things in the big pot of white porcelain, my eyes lit up.

Since they were killed, the two of them have eaten no oil in their nests.

It's not easy to fill your stomach, and this kind of stew with meat and soup directly hooks your appetite.