It bubbled up and down together, flowed into the iron pan below, and then flowed into the barrel.

Seeing that there was less oil, he put stones on the grinding disc.

As more and more stones appeared, the oil began to come out again.

The oil is green and yellow, and the aroma is overflowing.

The little oilman dipped his finger in some and tasted it, and it was very fragrant.

He was amazed.

It's not that they don't have beans here, but everyone has been growing beans for so many years, and they never knew that beans could also be rolled into oil.

Not to mention the sidelines, it tastes like this, it's great.

It's just that this thing doesn't seem to produce as much oil as sesame seeds.

And after the sesame seeds come out of the oil, there is also tahini paste to eat.

I don't know what he's going to do with this bean cake?

He asked Chen Dashan.

Chen Dashan said: "The bean cake can be eaten or fed to livestock." ”

The little oilman put the stone on the grinding disc again, and no matter how much he put it, no oil came out.

Presumably it can't be rolled out.

Then they took down the stone and brought down the millstone.

Look at the bean dregs again, they are all rolled into bean cakes, very strong.

Although the oil can't be rolled out, the soybean cake is still very fragrant.

Chen Dashan asked, "How much money should I give you?" ”

The little oilmaker said, "You have taught me another trade, and I don't want any money." ”

"How can that work? You've been busy for so long. Chen Dashan said.

The little oilman said, "That's not possible, just send me some firewood when you go back, and don't you just have to make a little effort for the rest?" ”

Chen Dashan said: "Okay, I'll send you some firewood when I go back." ”

The little oiler did not take his money.

Chen Dashan put the bean cake on Xiaobai's back and carried a large wooden barrel of oil back.

I met a lot of people along the way, and they all asked Chen Dashan what he was doing?

Chen Dashan told them about the bean rolling oil, and showed them his own soybean oil.

Everyone smells it.

Since then, the news that soybeans can be rolled into oil has spread around.

The spread is spread, but no one comes to roll.

Most people don't grow soybeans on a large scale.

They plant a little bit, but they only fry beans and rice when they are tender, or they take it back and wait until the Chinese New Year to grind tofu.

Therefore, there are not so many soybeans at home, which can be used for rolling oil.

People in farther places don't know whether it's true or not, and no one comes to confirm it.

That night, Mrs. Chen made a meal with this fresh soybean oil.

Chen Dashan went to invite Dr. He over.

After so many years, Dr. He ate soybean oil again, and he was so excited that he almost cried.

He was homesick.

Mrs. Chen said, "I'll send you some of the past when I go back." ”

Dr. He said, "No, no. ”

"You're welcome? If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to eat soybean oil. Mrs. Chen said.

Dr. Ho said, "If you are willing to sell it to me, I will ask for it, and if not, you will not want it." ”

"Hey, you're still so far away from us." Mrs. Chen sighed.

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Mrs. Chen went back and bought a few jars and came back to fill them with oil.

Chen Dashan didn't care about this, but went to Dr. He's house to borrow his medicine mill.

Dr. He asked, "You don't want to grind by hand, do you?" ”

"Ah, can't you?"

"Hey, you chop the bean straw with a knife and grind it.

Isn't it faster than this mill to let Xiaobai grind? Dr. He said.

"Is that okay?"

"Of course."

Chen Dashan went back to chop the bean straw.

He chopped it with his own woodcutter, and it was quite good.

After chopping, he put it in a bag and led Xiaobai to grind.

The mill in the village was idle, and after he went, he directly put Xiaobai on it and let it be grinded.

However, I didn't let it push in vain, and gave it a bean cake.

Xiaobai likes to eat bean cakes very much, so he is also sloppy in his work.

He grinded for a day and crushed all the bean stalks.

and he also grated the soybean cakes.

I went and bought some corn again, and when I came back, I ground it into flour.

Put all these things in the Westinghouse.

This is what chickens and ducks eat for the winter.

When he had done all this, he went up the mountain to chop wood.

You have to bring firewood to the little oilman.

Mrs. Chen asked Chen Dashan to send some duck eggs to the little oilman, and Chen Dashan sent them over.

The little oilman didn't expect him to send so much firewood and so many duck eggs.

It's just that this duck egg is too big, right?

He was immediately moved, and he didn't know what to say.

"Brother Dashan, didn't I still make a profit from you this time?" The little oilman said.

Chen Dashan said: "These are all eggs laid by my own ducks, they are nothing, and I didn't give you much." ”

The little oilman suddenly remembered the radishes that his daughter-in-law had planted, and he had also collected a lot, and the next day he sent them two baskets.

Mrs. Chen said: "You send so many things, you can't finish eating them, and they will go bad." ”

The little oilman said, "You can bury it in the earth, and then you can take it out when you want to eat it in the winter." ”

"Really?"

"Really."

After the little oilman left, Chen Dashan buried the radish.

It's getting colder.

Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Chen Liu sped up their efforts to make clothes every day.

The cotton shoes have been made, and the cotton clothes have been made.

The people on their side of Hehuan Yang were not frozen to death in winter, and they had to thank Dr. He.

If he hadn't taught everyone to grow cotton and use cotton to make clothes and shoes, it is estimated that they would still have to suffer from the cold.

In the past, there was no cotton, so I used straw to weave clothes, and weaving a few more layers to keep out the cold.

Or sew cattail, chicken feathers, and duck feathers into clothes.

In the past, winter was the hardest, and many people couldn't survive it.

However, since Dr. He came, they have more ways to do it.

The beds were covered with wheat straw, some were covered with straw, and mats were woven with straw poles to put on the bed.

When I had to go out, I put on a few layers of straw clothes and a straw hat on my head, which was really much warmer.

He has a lot of options.

In these years, there have been no people freezing to death in winter.

However, the clothes they make now are made of elastic cotton.

This cotton is the warmest, and it is still warm when it blocks the wind.

The cotton clothes should be put on new clothes and worn during the New Year.

So they're also busy.

Chen Dashan is idle, holding his children at home every day and playing with General Hei.

Otherwise, play with Xiaobai.

Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Chen Liu do their work.

The little begonia is the same every day, white and fat.

I don't like to sleep as much as I used to.

Chen Dashan hugged her, and General Hei stretched out his head and put his chin on his lap.

The little begonia reached out and touched it.

General Hei has a very good temper in front of Xiao Haitang, rubbing it casually, rubbing it casually.

It's all fun.

The little begonia also giggled with laughter.

Mrs. Chen took out the longevity lock and said, "The eldest girl has been 100 days, put the longevity lock on for her." ”

Chen Dashan immediately tied the longevity lock to her neck.

"Can you wear that handkerchief?" Chen Dashan asked.