Ye Mo stood in front of the door of the furnace room, carefully retrieved the details of the steelmaking process in his brain memory cells for the last time, looked up at the endless clouds in the sky, and resolutely walked in.

Time passed quietly, Ye Mo led the three of them to complete the last refining furnace, looking at the red molten steel, slowly solidifying, and finally showing a smile on his face.

Although it does not have all kinds of experiments in later generations, in this era, such hardness of steel is enough to cope with the battlefield of cold weapons.

The remaining iron and stone, of course, cannot be wasted, and it is necessary to make two iron pots, one large and one small.

Shi Lizheng saw that Ye Mo's cheeks were baked and red, and they were all peeled, and he felt distressed again, but it was not good to attack in front of Cao Xiangzheng.

Cao Xiangzheng looked at Ye Mo's bright and innocent smile, and knew that this kid had succeeded.

Of course, the word success must be said by Ye Mo's mouth to be considered real success.

"How?"

"Dacheng."

"If it is made into a sharp blade, it can cut through the leather armor of a strong enemy?"

"You can cut the third layer of Wu Junqiang's armor."

"Haha, okay, this is a military feat, report to the county Sima, and you can kill the enemy's first twenty."

"Lord Xie Xiangzheng!"

Cao Xiangzheng's voice was loud, as if he deliberately let the people hiding in the shadows in the distance hear it clearly.

Sure enough, those who understood this sentence couldn't help but secretly inhale cold air, and the military merits of killing the enemy twenty before the battle were given a military position equivalent to that of the county Sima in the county ya, which was greater than the official position of the township official.

......Hiss, many people are happy for this fairy, knowing that this fairy will be like this sooner or later, but if they really know the news, the taste in their hearts is still very uncomfortable, because at this time, the fairy is about to leave here, I am really reluctant, what a good little offspring.

But Shi Zheng's heart is sour, very sour, as well as his mother-in-law, and of course Shi Jing.

Cao Xiang was flying on his horse and was about to leave, Ye Mo said: "Isn't it a pity that Elder Cao just left?" ”

Hearing this, Cao Xiangzheng grabbed the reins, turned around and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Ye Mo raised two iron pots, one large and one small, in his hand, and said with a smile: "If Elder Cao leaves like this today, there will be no good fortune." ”

Cao Xiangzheng laughed: "You kid, are you out of wine?" Your method of begging for wine is very special, but it works very well, well, the elders have all called out, if you don't follow your wishes, won't you make others laugh? ”

Ye Mo also smiled: "Who doesn't open his eyes, dare to laugh at Elder Cao, the kid will definitely let him follow in the footsteps of Ou Yezi." ”

As he spoke, several people walked into the school.

Shi Grouper and Shi He are still the most powerful, one person holds a stone plate weighing dozens of pounds without panting, Ye Mo let the two stone plates stack together, in the center of the position, there is a round hole, Ye Mo is just stuffed into the log, there are two round holes on it, Ye Mo uses a thinner log to stuff into the small round hole, and turns it with his hand, making a "gurgling" sound.

Ye Mo smiled and said to Cao Xiangzheng: "This thing is a stone mill, and the upper and lower cobblestones are rotated and rubbed to make the soaked beans grind into pulp soup." As he spoke, he scooped out the soaked soybeans from the wooden barrel next to him with a wooden spoon and put them into the round hole, saying, "The boy is used to calling the soybean bean. ”

And motioned for the grouper to turn the grinding disc.

As the grinding disc of the grouper fish rotates, it does not take long for the white soybean milk to flow down the grooves of the grinding disc below, and slowly gather into the wooden barrel below.

Ye Mo continued: "Beans are a good thing, they can be ground into tofu, they can be born into bean sprouts, and they can be fried with meat and eaten. In addition, the boy used to call the pig pig, and the pig meat is pork.

Wait a minute, the kid will show you what stir-fry is, and I'm not satisfied with you to say, the kid's best thing is actually stir-frying, and tasting all kinds of dishes. ”

It is best to use an iron pot for stir-frying, and it is very easy to boil the pot.

It's not impossible to use wood, and if you have coal, you don't need wood.

There is a lot of coal left over from refining iron, so you can just take it, and there must be a blower made of skin.

Stuff a small iron pot with a wooden handle, burn it red on the fire, rub it vigorously with pig skin after cooling, then rinse it with water, fry a green vegetable first, and then clean it again, Oak.

The big iron pot does not have a wooden handle, so the ear handle is padded with a linen cloth, so that the idle watch is a lively operation.

Called Zheng Baojiao over, looked at how to fry the beans, and talked about the main points while frying, it didn't take long, the beans were fried, and he let him do it himself in the next pot.

Holding the fried beans, let Cao Xiangzheng taste them first, and then let Shi Lizheng eat a few, put them on the table, poured a few bowls of wine, ate a bean, and drank a sip of wine, okay, this is the opening of life.

After the soy milk is ground, it is poured into the gauze that has been suspended, and when the big iron pot is opened, let the soybean milk leaked by squeezing the gauze flow to the big iron pot.

The recipe for the brine, Shi Ziyi refused to show it, so he guarded it himself, and went to the county seat a few days ago to buy the ingredients, and under the guidance of Ye Mo, it has been made.

Now it's ready to use.

The brine is slowly pointed, the spoon is slowly stirred, and then the soybean milk is scooped into the mold, covered with gauze, added a wooden board, and finally put a boulder to compact.

Wheat noodles were also bought by Shi Ziyi and Zheng Dan in the county last time, teaching her to make noodles, rolling noodles, and finally cutting them into strips with a freshly beaten fine iron kitchen knife.

Aunt Seven is full of praise for the fine iron kitchen knife, and it is even more handy to cut the vegetables, wild leeks, dogwood, wild mountain onions, wild mushrooms, pork cut into shreds, slices, evenly and just right.

Not for a long time, the same wild leeks scrambled eggs, wild mushrooms fried pork, braised tofu, a big bowl of braised pork.

The last staple food, the noodles over the water, are put into a bowl, and the dogwood, wild onions, and lard rolled in a small frying spoon are stacked on top, and the aroma immediately wafts from the house to the outside, crawling all over the window, and the adults and children at the door grow up their mouths and let the saliva flow out wantonly.

Seeing the novelty, eating sweetly, and drinking deliciously, the laughter could not be suppressed, and it circled over the village for a while.

"You kid deserves to be a fairy method, let's say, what are the conditions."

"What are the conditions, this is what a kid should honor his elders."

"Tell you, if you don't say it, you won't have a chance."

"Okay, you're welcome to that kid, I want twenty percent."

"What? Are you crazy kid? Cao Xiangzheng almost jumped up.

Shi Lizheng was also beside him, and he was anxious to give Ye Mo a look.

Ye Mo still looked at Cao Xiangzheng with a smile and said, "Elder Cao doesn't need to reply in a hurry, he will figure it out in a while, of course, in return, the kid still has the advantage of honoring your old man." ”

Cao Xiangzheng looked him up and down, sighed and said, "Lao Tzu hasn't drunk too much, but I always feel that your kid seems to have changed a little, but I can't tell where it has changed." ”

Then he looked at Shi Lizheng and asked, "You old thing, don't care about drinking, tell me, has this kid changed?" ”

Shi Lizheng's face was flushed, he took another big sip of wine, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he fell to the ground.

Shi Banyu hurriedly helped him up, shook it, and when he saw that there was no reaction, he couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at Ye Mo anxiously.

Ye Mo sighed, Cao Xiangzheng's eyes widened, and he scolded: "Old goods, as shrewd as a ghost, what is in a hurry, you will be sober when you carry it out, get out quickly." ”

Frightened, Shi Banyu picked up Shi Lizheng and strode out, as soon as he came out of the door, Shi Lizheng slapped Shi Banyu on the back of the head, and scolded: "Hurry up and put down Lao Tzu, you can't die, go back first, this is not a place where our grandfathers can stay." ”

These days, Ye Mo has a headache, and this headache is not pathological, but because of Shi Ziyi.

Since she had an iron pot, Shi Ziyi is very keen on stir-frying, almost to the point of obsession, no matter what wild mountain vegetables, she has to try to stir-fry, and she doesn't dare to say it, saying that she is worried about hitting her confidence and affecting her mouth.

So I had to move the kitchen downstairs, in a corner of the school, to separate a small space.

As a result, Shi Ziyi became more obsessed, and his skills grew by leaps and bounds.

Ye Mo felt very relieved, because he could finally eat the dishes fried in the iron pot.

The kitchen moved out, and the study room was enlarged, which allowed Ye Mo to write and draw, which was much more relaxed and comfortable, but there was another new trouble, that is, every time the graphics were drawn, they would be taken away by Shi Yiguang.

Since the last time he made a simple wooden lock, Shi Yiguang has been like a magic barrier, as long as it is a piece of cloth or bamboo in Ye Mo's hand, he has to take it away and lock it into his private wooden box.

The key was held in his arms all day long, and he didn't leave him for a moment, not even Shi Ziyi, who always muttered to himself, with a reluctant face.

In the past two days, the two sisters have somehow been muttering together, and they are not awkward, and Shi Ziyi is keen on her own stir-fry plan again.

And Shi Yiguang is even more unscrupulous to show his identity as the future hostess.

In her words, it is her own treasure, which cannot be picked up by outsiders, and others are not at ease, only by keeping it yourself.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence, and I can't find any reason, but if I think about it carefully, why does it seem to be almost something, and then think about it carefully, yes, isn't it not that I haven't passed the door yet.

But Shi Yiguang doesn't think so, she thinks that since she has to pass through the door sooner or later, since she is the hostess in the morning and evening, why not show her status as the hostess in advance?

There was nothing wrong with it, Ye Mo had no choice but to pinch his nose and admit it.

But the question is, why did you put the wooden box you kept in your Shi family's house?

I can't figure it out.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, think of something that can make sense.

Therefore, Ye Mo lay on the bamboo bed alone and began to think about another problem.

He found that compared with other vassal states, the Yue Kingdom was much more lenient in its attitude towards the homeless, landless, or "savage" who had no house, no land and no job, perhaps because of the successive wars and the sharp decline in population.

As long as the displaced people do not harass the civilians, they will be allowed to fend for themselves, and they will be allowed to farm and work for the civilians who have more land.

Otherwise, they will be directly hunted and killed by officials or soldiers.