"It's a long time! You see, the officials in the county and the government are all worried about your village, and it is not easy for us to promote them. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang saw a group of people coming on horseback, and knew that the other party was not in a good state, so he deliberately talked to the chief.

"Your Majesty, it's better not to be promoted, and when the affairs of Ning Guofu are stabilized, it's not too late to rise again."

The lieutenant chief understood, and then said, telling the officials who had come all the way here to take a few more breaths and drink some water.

"Hanhan! Why don't I take some wheat and grind it into noodles, and at night I learn to make dumplings for my father and mother? ”

The crown prince Zhu Biao also cooperated, and he saw that the officials who came were not very good-looking because of the hot weather and the hurry.

Now it's only time to arrive, and the other horse's horse is a two-man ride, and you have to run here as soon as it is dawn, and change horses again on the way.

And this is the official that the Ming Dynasty needs, those who take the imperial examination, don't look at them, they can also ride horses and shoot arrows, they are not skilled at all.

You have to run a long distance to know the difficulty of riding a horse, and no one rubs the inner thigh after the official gets off the horse, which proves that people know how to protect.

Otherwise, if you run from the county seat on a fast horse, your legs will tremble, and your inner thighs will be worn out.

"Hmmm! Grinding, lapping! Hey, hey, hey! Zhu Wentian agreed.

So someone went to get wheat, of course it wasn't the one that was harvested yesterday, and that one was still dry!

The little girl watched, turned around and took her friends to another small mill.

Zhu Wentian and the prince used a big grinding to rumble and rumble, Zhu Wentian couldn't help it, he couldn't remind Zhu Biao that this was not suitable for grinding noodles, his character design didn't allow it!

Zhu Biao helped sweep it, and then added wheat grains to it, which he thought was very interesting.

Then the little girl came back with someone and carried the grind, this is the grinding surface, and the grinding depends on the size of the texture.

Like grinding sesame seeds to take sesame oil, the texture is almost invisible, and it is very fine, so it is called small grinding sesame oil.

The same is true for making tofu, the finer the grinding, the more tofu will be produced, and the more labor will be consumed.

Grind the soaked beans as much as possible, then wrap them up with a cloth and squeeze them by hand over and over again, and what comes out is soy milk.

Then boil the soy milk, and during the cooking process, you can pick the bean skin or yuba on it, anyway, the more you pick, the less tofu.

Then grind finely, or even basically leave no okara, and there will be more tofu, the key lies in grinding and time and labor costs.

Normal grinding tofu, one pound of beans out of about two catties of tofu, and at the same time there are more than three taels of bean dregs, some even more than four taels.

If you continue to grind this bean dregs, you can get more soy milk and tofu.

However, it is not possible to grind it with a stone mill, who doesn't know that less okara is more tofu? Everyone tries to grind it as finely as possible.

The bean dregs are generally not thrown away, and the radish can be used to fry the meatballs, and the reluctant to use oil is reluctant, so the meatballs are boiled in boiling water.

The same is true for grinding noodles, Zhu Biao finally reacted, greeted Hanhan, and changed the grinding.

Zhu Wentian doesn't care anymore, I'll play with you.

This big mill is used to grind wheat flour, or to make dumplings, theoretically it is possible, grinding once is not good, grinding 10,000 times? What about a million times?

After all, there will be times when the coarse particles will be ground up, and even the grinding groove will be smoothed, and the two mirrors will be ground between them.

Song Zhifu and others drank cold drinks to cool off under the tree, and they could see that the prince didn't understand, but no one dared to laugh.

Zhu Yuanzhang was very satisfied, he personally operated it, and if he knew that it was wrong, he would change it, and he would do it later, and he understood that the big mill was not suitable for grinding flour.

He looked at Han Han and liked it more, turning in circles, not as laborious as others, pushing with one hand.

Then reproduce the previous cooperation with the standard when harvesting wheat, whenever the standard is about to sweep or add, Han Han always has a delay in his steps.

In the case of a change in speed, the coherence of the movement remains the same, so the standard is handy.

Hanhan's brain is not very good, but his mind is flexible! I want to always work and know how to cooperate with others, otherwise his strength will ......

'Chirp ......'

'Puff puff ......'

"Protect Your Majesty!"

"Protect the Prince!"

The guards shouted.

"What's the call? Pick up the thief, turn around and bake and eat, wipe the skewer for Hanhan, and wash it with soapy water. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't move, just now a few sparrows flew over, the biao'er was adding wheat grains, and the birds were about to rush to peck.

At that moment, Han Han made a move, he pushed and grinded with one hand and grabbed the stick with the other hand and flew, six sparrows were flown to the ground, and the others ran away.

"Wait!" Zhu Wentian shouted to stop, he ran to the position under the tree, grabbed a handful of small pebbles and put them in his pocket.

When you come back: "Go!" Birds, hit! Hey, hey, hey! ”

"Hanhan, how did you practice your flying pick skills? Poultry, fishing, birds. ”

Zhu Biao was not scared at all, but felt fun, master! A true master.

Just now, I didn't know that Han Han was flying, Han Han was grinding, and he added things when he turned around.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Zhu Wentian didn't bother to say anything else.

"How?" Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and asked Zhou Zong, he was a man with a knife in the Prince's Mansion.

"You can't beat it if you don't get close, the sign is too accurate, and the force is well controlled, it plugs in the sparrow, but it doesn't pass through, and it doesn't fly far.

He knew what force could keep the sparrow in the sparrow's body, and when he wanted to kill, it would be much faster.

Han Han just pulled out ten sticks at a time, not four with five fingers, and then loosened his fingers.

The method he uses is twisting, and when he twists, he knows the position of the skewer, so that he flies out and shakes his wrist. ”

Zhou Zong gave his answer, he was also very scared, he knew that Han Han's strength was great, and the iron skewer was fast and accurate when it flew.

"Why don't you fly the remaining four?" Zhu Yuanzhang didn't see what happened just now clearly.

"The location is not good, it is easy to fly to the people around, Your Majesty, how many people do you see next to you? Just those six are the best.

Sparrows that fly higher don't need to fly with a skewer, so Hanhan doesn't fly. ”

Zhou Zong's level is sufficient, and the people with knives who protect the prince are absolutely powerful in terms of force, unless they go to the mountain temple at night......

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced around when he heard this, and found that there were indeed many people, and the six sparrows that were flown to just now were all in the gap of the crowd.

"At that time, when we were fighting, it would be nice to have Hanhan." Zhu Yuanzhang was annoyed again.

As long as Han Han gives him enough iron sticks, when everyone fights in close combat, he can cover the friendly army to kill the enemy frantically.

Not to mention, within one or twenty steps, he can avoid his own people flying sticks to hit the enemy.

He has so much strength that he can carry a lot of iron skewers at a time.

There are such people on the battlefield, they are all taken care of by the enemy, and Han Han can be called by three-quarters of the cow, and he will be dressed in heavy armor!

Then a heavy shield came to block him all, and he freed up one hand to fly the iron skewer......

'Puff puff ......' Zhu Wentian doesn't care what others think! He did it on purpose.

What if the sparrow doesn't fly or not? How many bites can you eat? The real time to eat is when the wheat is harvested, and the rice is even more powerful when it is harvested.

He flies the stick, which is to make people have a fixed impression, and in many people's concepts, literature and martial arts are separate and polarized.

He was only seventeen years old, and he was so great in terms of physical strength and reflexes that others ignored the others, and he had to be intellectually superior.

Also, a little later, it's better to open a single chapter to ask for a ticket!

(End of chapter)