Li Yi boiled a pot of rice soup, dug a crater-like gap in the loess mound, and then poured the rice soup into it.

The starch in the rice soup is a natural binder, and in ancient times, when the earthen city wall was built, the rice soup would be used to make adobe bricks, and the texture of the bricks made was as hard as a stone, and it could even resist the shooting of bows and arrows.

However, after stirring the loess into a yellow mud shape, Li Yi stopped.

"And then? Brother Yi? ”

Wu Lei was holding a shovel, and his arms and trouser legs were covered with mud dots, as if he had just come up from the field.

"Next, it's a bit more troublesome."

Li Yi looked at him and asked, "Have you ever been with Mud?" ”

Wu Lei was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, but I've heard that song, how cold it is~!" I'm playing with mud in the Tohoku~! ”

“……”

Li Yi looked at him speechlessly: "This stalk is almost bigger than you, right?" ”

"Haha! It's fun! ”

Wu Lei smiled, unimpressed.

Seeing this, Li Yi could only explain to him: "After the loess is mixed into yellow mud, it must be stirred and squeezed to let the carbonate minerals inside it play a role to form viscosity and toughness, just like noodles, can you understand?" ”

Wu Lei didn't seem to understand, but he still nodded.

Li Yi looked at him and could only continue to explain in as simple language as possible: "If it's a harmony, is it a harmony with your hands?" ”

Wu Lei nodded again, this time he understood.

Li Yi pointed to the loess on the ground and in the bag, and asked him: "Look at these two big bags of loess, if you use your hands to reconcile, when will you reconcile?" ”

Wu Lei glanced at the two bags of loess, and remembered Li Yi's tired and sore appearance when he was making noodles before, and hesitated: "How can it take a day." ”

"That's right."

Li Yi nodded: "I want to reconcile these two bags of yellow mud, how can I get the evening, and the work of the naan pit will have to wait until tomorrow."

Tomorrow we will have to wait for it to dry, and I estimate that it will take at least a day or two.

After drying, it is burned over a fire, and then brine is sprinkled to form a layer of salt on the surface, which takes at least a day.

Do the math, how many days has it been? Will it delay the shooting? ”

"yes!"

Wu Lei understood: "This will definitely lead to a delay in filming for a day, which is indeed a bit of a waste of time." ”

"So, we'd better get the naan pit up before tonight, so that we can save a night and a day tomorrow.

In this way, the day after tomorrow, we should be able to burn the salt layer and test the naan pit. ”

Speaking of this, Li Yi paused, then looked at him and asked, "So, we have to speed up the production of yellow clay, but there will be some small problems that are not a problem, can you overcome them?" ”

"No problem!"

Wu Lei didn't think about it, and said sternly: "As long as you can catch up with the filming schedule, what is a little problem?" ”

When Li Yi heard this, he nodded approvingly: "Yes, it has a very selfless spirit." ”

So saying, he leaned down and began to bend down and untie his shoelaces.

"Huh?"

Wu Lei watched him take off his shoes without saying a word, and was a little puzzled: "Brother Yi, why are you taking off your shoes?" ”

"Of course, it's to speed up the production of yellow clay."

Li Yi explained without raising his head: "With hands and mud, of course, the efficiency is not as good as using feet, and using feet can make the weight of the whole body be used to squeeze yellow mud, and it will soon be reconciled." ”

"Huh?"

Wu Lei was taken aback and his eyes widened: "Brother Yi, do you want to use your feet to make mud?" ”

"That's right!"

Li Yi had already taken off a shoe and socks, put them aside, and said: "From ancient times to the present, everyone uses their feet when they are with Huang Ni. ”

"This... No, no......"

Wu Lei's words were a little unclear, he stammered and asked, "Brother Yi, these yellow mud are meant to be smeared in the naan pit and used to beat naan, right?" ”

"That's right! Didn't I tell you when I came? ”

Li Yi has already begun to take off his second shoe.

"The method you said is to stick the finished dough cake with water and stick it on the inner wall of the naan pit, which is the mud wall made of this yellow mud, right?"

"That's right, I have a pretty good memory."

Li Yi also took off his second shoe and socks and put them aside.

He stood barefoot on the ground, lifted his foot and patted the dust on the soles of his feet, and walked towards the mixed pile of yellow clay.

The black shadow flashed, and Wu Lei dodged in front of him: "Brother Yi! I can't help it! ”

"What's wrong?"

Li Yi looked at him puzzled.

Wu Lei wanted to cry without tears: "You want to use your feet and mud, and then make naan cakes for us to eat?" ”

"That's right!"

Li Yi comforted him: "It's okay, I'll wash my feet first and then put on my feet, I don't have athlete's foot, even if it's a little foot sweat, foot skin or something, go back and burn it with charcoal, sterilize it at high temperature, all the bacteria are gone, it's clean, at most it's a little psychological shadow, a small problem, get over it!" ”

As he spoke, he patted Wu Lei on the shoulder, and then continued to walk towards the iron plate.

"No way!"

Wu Lei hugged his leg directly and howled: "Don't! Brother Yi! ”

He never thought that the small problem Li Yi said would be this problem.

Can this be considered a minor issue?

Hearing his howl, the rest of the restaurant rushed over from the restaurant and asked, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? What happened? ”

Wu Lei hugged Li Yi's leg and said loudly: "Brother Yi wants to give us foot skin!" ”

"Huh?"

Hearing his words, everyone was stunned: "What to eat?" Foot skin? ”

"What's going on?"

Huang Xiaoming asked suspiciously.

Wu Lei cried and told everyone about Li Yi's intentions.

Upon learning of this, everyone was stunned.

Seeing this, Li Yi shook his head and explained: "Stepping on mud with your feet is much faster than with your hands and mud, isn't this to save time?"

And mud has been like this since ancient times, and after the mud is smeared on the inner wall, it is to be charcoal roasted at high temperature, and any germs are killed, but psychologically it is just whether it can pass that level. ”

Hearing his explanation, Huang Xiaoming also stopped: "Brother Yi, I can't help it!" ”

This psychological level is not so easy!

Seeing that they blocked Li Yi, the audience in the live broadcast room didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement one by one, and they all posted barrages and ridiculed.

"Hahaha! We use our feet here and on the mud stove, don't we use the same thing? ”

"Brother Yi is right! Ha ha! As soon as the fire burned, all the germs were gone. ”

"Get out of the way! Brother Yi's feet are left for me to soak in water to drink! ”

"No athlete's foot? How boring is that? I like to eat delicious food! ”

"Can't stand it when you step on the mud? There is still chewing wine over there in the country of small days! ”

"Haha! In ancient times, Xinyang hair tips were picked from the mouth, all of which were picked by virgins with their lips, and they were also placed on the chest, and they were first baked with body temperature, which was a sweat! Ordinary people are not qualified to drink it, only the royal relatives can drink it! ”

"Cuban cigars are said to have been rubbed on a girl's lap! Those forty or fifty-year-old girls may not be able to take a shower once a month, and their leg hair is longer than mine, so don't rich people still smoke and fly? ”

"Brother Yi! Get on your feet! Make naan cakes, I'll buy a hundred! 10,000 pieces each! If it's for sale, I don't say it. ”

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