Shen An'an explained to Shen Anting as he walked: "Well, brother, this bark is called cinnamon, and it is peeled off from the bark of the laurel tree. This cinnamon bark also has a nice name, called cinnamon. Like the star anise, it is also full of treasures, even more effective than the star anise I picked that day. Not only can it be used to make spices, but the biggest effect is that it can be used as medicine. ”

When Shen Anting heard this, he was immediately very surprised. Shaking the inconspicuous piece of bark in his hand, he asked, "This can still be used as medicine, so easy to use?" ”

If Shen Anan is not mistaken, this cinnamon is very useful in medicine, which can not only control blood sugar and lower cholesterol, but also has a considerable effect on people with cold stomachs. According to historical records, Xi Shi, who was one of the four beauties, used cinnamon powder to cure his throat disease. Moreover, people who have been weak for a long time, or have a bad spleen and stomach, eat more cinnamon powder, which can also play a certain role in regulation.

However, Shen An'an didn't explain too much to Shen Anting, and when she encountered a place where cinnamon powder could be used in the future, she would naturally tell her family.

"Yes, after this cinnamon is ground, it becomes cinnamon powder and can be used in medicine. If we put one or two pieces of cinnamon into the meat when cooking, it can not only increase the flavor of the meat itself, but also help our body. Cinnamon can also be used to make soup, and the soup tastes very delicious. However, this cinnamon has hot properties, so it is better to be practical in cold weather, and the amount of food each time is not too much, and it can regulate our spleen and stomach well in the long run. ”

Now what Shen Anting said to Shen An'an, it can be said that 90% of them are believed. Seeing that she said it so well, she hurriedly said: "Then let's go and pick more, and you can use it at home, if you can't use it up, let's take it to Ruizhi Hall to sell it, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

Unexpectedly, my brother has been with me for a long time, and his brain has become much more active.

"Brother, your suggestion is good, maybe you will be a good businessman in the future. It's a pity that we don't have a lot of cinnamon trees here, otherwise we can have these cinnamon, and we can directly squeeze the oil and eat it ourselves. ”

Seeing that Shen Anting was talking to him, he was not affected by yesterday at all, and Shen Anan was also much relieved.

Fortunately, about Second Sister Du, he lost his temper and was bored at home for a day, but he came back to life today.

At least now on the surface, I can't see anything unusual about Shen Anting. As for whether he really saw it or hid his thoughts, Shen Anan didn't know.

However, it is also a good thing that Shen Anting can find cinnamon here.

"Oil extraction, how to fry it?" Shen Anting couldn't help but be deeply interested when he heard a new term for an oil pressing machine pop out of Shen An'an's mouth.

"There's a machine that can squeeze the oil out of these plants. For example, there is cinnamon oil in this cinnamon, camellia oil in camellia, and even rice oil in the rice we eat on weekdays. The oil in the oil lamps we use every day is extracted from these plants. Thinking of the oil lamp, Shen Anan's eyes suddenly lit up. Hurriedly said: "By the way, brother, where do we buy oil on weekdays?" ”

"It's in the oil mill?" However, their Shen family was too poor before, and it took several months to make oil once.

I use it at night, and the oil for cooking vegetables is almost useless. Many dishes are scalded directly in boiling water, so the taste is not delicious.

So since Shen An'an cooked, oil must be put in every dish, and every time Cao saw her use oil like this, it was as if he wanted her life.

"What do you think of, you want the people in the oil mill to help us squeeze oil?"

Shen An'an shook his head and said to Shen Anting: "Brother, your hands are so skillful, if you see the structure of the oil extraction machine, can you make a rough approximate one?" ”

Shen Anting suddenly smiled and said: "In our oil mill, what kind of oil extraction machines are used, they all use a large piece of wood, and then put things in and hammer them out. ”

Hearing Shen Anting say this, Shen Anan knew that this should be the so-called small handicraft workshop.

Then he asked, "Brother, do you know how to make that oil-squeezing thing." ”

"I know something, and if I want to do it, I'll have to go and see it. Look twice and I'll do it. ”

Shen Anan was very happy, and said busily: "Then when we get all the oil extraction things back to do, and then make an oil press, we will have oil to eat every day in the future." "Now Shen An'an doesn't have much demand for oil, as long as he can squeeze enough oil for their daily use. If she can get an oil extraction machine in the future and increase her work efficiency, she will consider whether she can make a business.

"Leave this to me then, and I'll figure it out with my dad when the time comes, and I'll definitely be able to figure it out."

"That's great." After Shen An'an finished speaking, he hurriedly urged Shen Anting and himself to pick cinnamon.

Shen Anting didn't lie, he did some manual work, and he was not under his words. The brother and sister also traveled very fast, and after a while, the two came to the bottom of the laurel tree. "Look at this, isn't it? That's where I picked it. ”

Shen Anan saw his brother pointing to a very tall tree in front of him to show him. At first glance, it was indeed a laurel tree.

The location of this laurel tree is very good, and there is enough sunlight, so it grows very strong.

"Yes, that's it, that's what we want."

Fortunately, Shen Anting thought of cutting the bark of the tree and brought a heavy firewood knife. Seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward, took out a firewood knife, and began to cut the bark, but cutting the bark looked simple. This is really very difficult to do.

Either the knife is not strong, or the bark is too smooth. A knife goes down, leaving only a shallow knife edge, and nothing can be cut.

Shen Anting cut for a long time, sweating on his forehead, and he didn't get much bark out. "Why is this bark so hard to cut, I thought it was easy to cut."

"I'll see, there's definitely a trick in this." Shen Anan knew that the cinnamon they used to buy at home to make spices had a certain thickness. Unlike Shen Anting's cut, a thin layer, there is nothing at all in your hand.

Unexpectedly, when the brother and sister were discussing how to quickly cut the bark of the laurel tree, an old man in a gray linen shirt suddenly appeared in front of the two.

Originally, the old man was already leaving, but it seemed that all of a sudden, he recognized Shen An'an, and he couldn't help but walk back.

"Hey, little lady, it's you again, let's meet again."

Hearing that someone seemed to be talking to him, Shen Anan hurriedly looked at the person who spoke. I saw that the old man was about fifty or sixty years old, holding a scimitar in his hand, and carrying a basket on his back, which contained something similar to medicinal herbs.

Shen Anan judged that the other party should be an old farmer collecting medicine. See what it's wearing and wearing. Shen Anan also recognized him. "It turns out that the person I saw that day was you, uncle, what are you doing on this mountain?"