Zhao Hanzhang is watching people squeeze oil.

This was just an experiment, so it was chosen to be carried out in the mill, and anyway, the mill space of the county government was large enough.

This is for the offenders, but Xiping County has been too stable recently, no one has committed any crimes, not even stealing chickens and dogs.

So the mill was vacant, and no one came here except for the occasional soldier or long-term worker who came to grind flour and flour.

At this time, the mill was bustling, and there were soldiers pushing the stone mill to grind beans, and at the same time stretching their necks to see what the girls were doing.

Zhao Hanzhang grabbed more than a dozen fried beans from the pot, rolled them and gave them to Fu Tinghan after they were a little hot, and threw two into his mouth, with a clicking sound, "It's delicious, you taste it." ”

Fu Tinghan ate one, nodded, and grinded his teeth just right.

Zhao Hanzhang also felt that this bean was suitable for grinding her teeth, and after she finished eating, she clapped her hands and said, "It's okay, try it." ”

So the chief worker took a fine cloth bag and stepped forward, filled a bag of fried beans, tied them in a knot, and stuffed them into the press they had made.

They made it after they had cut down a few large trees, using camphor wood, which, according to the girl, was the best.

So they had a lot of trouble finding camphor wood.

Although they do not understand why the oil is squeezed from beans.

How good these beans are, not only horses and other livestock can eat them, but also people, and it is too wasteful to use them to extract oil.

Rich and noble people are different, and they even want to use soybean oil.

At this time, the long-term workers did not know that soybean oil was to be eaten.

After fixing the presses, the long-term workers obeyed the instructions and began to bolt the wood to the impact, at first the presses did not react, but after a long time, liquid began to drip from the opening.

When Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan saw it, their eyes lit up, and they immediately stepped forward to look, smelling the familiar fragrance of beans, Zhao Hanzhang immediately said: "Hurry up, continue, continue, you can eat stir-fry tonight." ”

She asked someone to make the iron pot.

Although it is also possible to use mutton fat and butter, Zhao Hanzhang still wants to eat vegetarian oil.

The soybean seeped more oil under the constant impact of the long-term workers, and in the end, it flowed like a small stream of water.

Zhao Hanzhang was happy to see it, and nodded again and again, "It seems that my memory is really good, and I don't remember wrong at all." ”

Fu Tinghan couldn't help but say: "This press is the fifth pair made." ”

Before that, they had failed five times.

Zhao Hanzhang just didn't hear it, but she failed five times, not fifty times, she felt that these five times could be rounded up, ah, no, it was five that could be rounded up and turned into a success.

The two of them squatted on the side to watch the oil flowing down, and when Chang Ning brought the guests in, he saw the busy people in the mill.

Chang Ning hurriedly shouted: "Girl, girl!" ”

Zhao Hanzhang glanced back, and when he saw that Chang Ning had brought so many people, he immediately got up and tidied up his clothes, and then stepped forward with a smile.

Fu Tinghan watched her transform from a squatting without an image to a noble and polite noblewoman, and then glanced at the person brought in by Chang Ning, and quickly judged that he was not interested, so he silently turned his head to look at the oil pressing, only thinking that he was a long-term worker.

Chang Ning glanced at Fu Tinghan and saw that he didn't mean to get up to greet him, so he didn't know him, and only smiled and introduced these guests to Zhao Hanzhang.

Chang Ning approached Zhao Hanzhang and whispered: "This is the Chen family of Ancheng County, their family has a bookstore, and they are a bookseller in Runan County." ”

Zhao Hanzhang realized in an instant, and when he looked at the person again, his smile increased by two points, "Chen Gongzi is now living in the dock fort, or in the city?" ”

Chen Zhou said: "How can Chen have such an honor to live in the dock fort?" So now the city inn is settled. ”

"Oh? Which inn is it? ”

Chen Zhou couldn't help but be disappointed when he saw that Zhao Hanzhang didn't mention letting him live in the dock fort, and said with a light smile: "Ping An Inn." ”

"This inn is very good, his mutton is doing well," Zhao Hanzhang said with a smile: "When I have time, I will invite Chen Gongzi to eat mutton." ”

Chen Zhou had a lot of Zhao Hanzhang's meat, he looked around, and asked curiously: "There are so many new prisoners in Xiping County?" ”

There is a kind of punishment called the punishment of the criminal, that is, the punishment of the offender, but the matter is not very big, the prisoner comes to scoop the rice and grind the flour.

The mill is generally arranged next to the county government, and Chenzhou has seen a lot, and it is the first time to see such a lively county government mill.

Zhao Hanzhang naturally couldn't make people feel that Xiping County was not in good order, and said with a smile: "These are the long-term workers in my family and the soldiers in the barracks." ”

She said: "There are no offenders in Xiping County, this place is empty, I think it's too wasteful, so let the soldiers come here to scoop rice and grind flour, and the people can also come here to grind things." ”

Chen Zhou: "Miss Zhao is really kind-hearted, and it is a blessing for the people to be able to get a girl to be the county gentleman in Xiping County." ”

Zhao Hanzhang said modestly, "Where, where." Then he took the compliment.

Chen Zhou, who still wanted to have a few rounds with Zhao Hanzhang, was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Hanzhang has already gone straight to the topic he is most interested in, "Chen Gongzi's family is in the bookstore business?" ”

Chen Zhou: "How can the matter of books be called a business? It's too cheesy to get the smell of copper. ”

Zhao Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, and then was overjoyed, "Chen Gongzi is right, then we might as well talk about elegant things like pen, ink, paper, inkstone and books." ”

Fu Tinghan, who was squatting behind, heard it, couldn't help but be happy, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhao Hanzhang excitedly leading people out of the mill to the county office.

He shook his head and mourned in silence for that Chen Gongzi.

Talking about business, oh no, it's about elegance, of course, you have to find a quiet place.

So Zhao Hanzhang took the guests back to the lobby.

She invited the guests to sit down, and sat down on the chair herself, and when she looked up, she saw that all the people below were sitting cross-legged on the chairs.

Zhao Hanzhang: ......

She silently went to see Chang Ning, and sure enough, he took the lead.

She had a headache, hesitated back and forth between the comfort of her legs and the comfort of the money bag, and finally decisively chose to make the money bag more comfortable.

So she quietly moved her ass back, and like the guests, she raised her legs and sat cross-legged.

Chang Ning saw it, the corner of his eyes twitched, the lord of their family really knew the current affairs, no matter what he said before, she was unwilling to sit cross-legged.

Zhao Hanzhang tidied up his dress, and then faced Chen Zhou with a smile, "Is the Chen family making such elegant stationery as pen, ink, paper and inkstone, or buying it from outside?" ”

Chen Zhou didn't think about it and said: "Naturally, I make it myself." ”

He said: "Our Chen family has its own workshop, whether it is making pens, making paper, carving inkstones and burning ink, we can do it. ”

But except for the paper and pen, which are a bit of a sight to behold, everything else is bought from outside.

"What about books?" Zhao Hanzhang asked, "Did you buy the books in Chen's bookstore from someone else, or did you print them yourself?" ”

"Naturally, we printed it ourselves, but we also bought it, but this year, because of the war in Luoyang, the books in the bookstore are all printed by ourselves."

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