Lu Miao didn't pay attention to the two of them.

She braced her hands on her knees and bent down to look at the crumbs.

The attitude of the two people was vague, and Lu Miao was a little unsure, whether this oil cake dregs was true or not.

She hesitated, just in time for Chen Guifen to come out to find her.

"Ouch, what are you doing there?"

Lu Miao quickly straightened up, pointed to a small pile of oil cake dregs and said:

"Auntie, is it useful in this brigade? If it's useless, can we go back? ”

Oil cake residue is the residue of rapeseed oil that is completely removed after being ground into powder and repeatedly beaten by hundreds of catties of gravity.

If you can't grind the oil, of course, it's useless.

"It's useless, in the past, the oil in the brigade was fried, and it was just a random place to pour it."

Chen Guifen answered truthfully, and asked blankly:

"What are you going to do with this? What's there to take back? ”

Lu Miao approached Chen Guifen and whispered a few words in her ear.

Chen Guifen listened attentively, and then her eyes gradually widened, "Then I'll talk to your uncle!" ”

Lu Miao immediately nodded.

Don't blame her for being careful.

Resources are scarce, and she can only give priority to her own people for good things.

He Hongjin came over quickly, and Fu Jingyou came with him.

Unlike the thin jacket he was wearing just now, Fu Jingyou was also shirtless at this time, holding a wad of clothes and handing them to Lu Miao.

Lu Miao sighed and muttered:

"You were also called to extract oil?"

Fu Jingyou nodded.

He Hongjin pointed to the oil cake residue and asked:

"This is also compostable?"

Lu Miao nodded truthfully, "Yes, the oil cake is a solid material, and the compost is better." ”

Thinking about it, Lu Miao asked again:

"After the team grinds the tofu, is there no one who wants those bean dregs? If no one wants it, we'll get it back! ”

He Hongjin scratched his black face and said suspiciously: "That can also be composted?" ”

Lu Miao's chick pecked at the rice and nodded.

He Hongjin thought for a while and asked tentatively:

"Is that also useful for bran and rice husks?"

Lu Miao's eyes lit up in a second, and she nodded smartly:

"Useful, but uncle...... Isn't this kind of bran to be fed to livestock? Can we get it? ”

He Hongjin waved his hand, "You can't get the chaff, but there are a lot of rice husks." ”

There are hulling machines in the brigade, several production teams, and those who do not have hulling machines, but whenever there is millet to be shelled, they will come here.

He Hongjin had a rough idea in his heart, and said with a gleam in his eyes: "I know about this matter, I'll do it!" ”

With that, he left.

He Hongjin is the captain of the production team, and he is out of the horse, a top two.

Lu Miao felt that this matter was nine out of ten, so he pushed Fu Jingyou's room where he would squeeze oil, "You can go in too, it's cold outside!" ”

Oil cake residue and okara are both materials with ultra-high nitrogen content, which are rich in organic matter in scales.

Unlike other organic fertilizers, conventional organic fertilizers lack stamina.

Once the composting is successful, whether it is used as base fertilizer or top dressing, it is a very good and solid fertilizer.

Of course, this is nitrogen, and it would be even better if He Hongjin could also get rice husks, ready-made matching carbon materials.

When you go back, you just need to match the proportions, and you don't have to go through the trouble of collecting other things.

Lu Miao thought beautifully.

By noon, the He family's tofu was finally finished.

Lu Miao finally drank the long-awaited bean curd.

The taste is pure enough and strong enough, but there is no sugar, Lu Miao can't drink it after two sips.

When it comes to waste, what is stained with her saliva is impossible to give to Chen Guifen and He Hongjin.

She stood at the door of the oil press room and shouted Fu Jingyou.

There was a commotion in the oil pressing room, Fu Jingyou didn't hear it, but the uncle who was burning the fire by the stove at the door heard it, and shouted to Lu Miao in a loud voice:

"Fu Jingyou, which one is called Fu Jingyou? Your daughter-in-law or sister-in-law shouted! ”

A lot of people looked out.

Lu Miao puffed out her mouth, a little embarrassed.

Fu Jingyou came out quickly.

He carried everyone in the door behind his back, and quietly pinched Lu Miao's hand with the cover of his body, feeling the warmth before calming down.

It's so cold, I really don't want her to come out and be cold, but the little girl has to come.

Fu Jingyou sighed slightly: "What's wrong?" ”

Lu Miao squeamishly handed him the bowl containing the bean curd.

"Have you drunk?"

Lu Miao nodded and said truthfully: "No sugar, it's not delicious." ”

Fu Jingyou laughed dumbly, he understood everything.

He took the small bowl, leaned his neck and agitated, drank a bowl of bean curd in two or three sips, and returned the bowl to Lu Miao.

"If it's cold, put on some clothes first."

"Got it, let's get inside!"

"Hmm."

Looking back at the situation in the oil pressing room, Fu Jingyou smiled and squeezed Lu Miao's hand before leaving, and then entered the house.

Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin helped in the oil pressing room, and Lu Miao and Chen Guifen returned first in the afternoon.

Lu Miao helped Chen Guifen carry tofu together, crooked into the path from the team, and when he turned up the mountain road, he had to climb a slope.

She is young and has good legs and feet, and she has nothing to do when she walks up and down.

Chen Guifen's age in her forties is not old, but the mud is slippery, and she is a little forward-looking.

Maybe it's nothing, the more she is afraid of falling, the more she will fall, and she even took Lu Miao to squat on her ass, and the tofu in the small bucket was crooked out of two pieces, covered with mud.

"Auntie, are you alright? Didn't fall anywhere, did you? ”

Lu Miao was startled, she didn't care about picking up tofu, and hurriedly went up to help Chen Guifen.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay."

Chen Guifen waved her hand, put her hand on Lu Miao's hand, and got up on her knees, "It's you." ”

She hunched over to stroke Lu Miao's pants, "Stained your clothes, wet such a big piece, cold, right?" Let's hurry up and go home. Auntie will go back and wash you. ”

Lu Miao said, "It's okay", picked up the tofu with Chen Guifen and walked back.

When she arrived at the production team, Chen Guifen loaded Lu Miao with a few pieces of tofu.

Let Lu Miao take her home to change clothes first, Chen Guifen said that after finishing a little trivial matter at home, she would go to her side to clean up and wash her clothes.

Lu Miao waved her hand again and again to refuse.

"Auntie, you can cook at home, the stove damper at home has been open, the hot water is ready, I can wash it myself."

Without waiting for Chen Guifen to say more, Lu Miao ran away "da-da-da".

The weather is getting colder, and the stove is usually placed in the room except for cooking.

As Lu Miao said, the hot water on the stove is indeed ready-made.

The stove damper opens small, and the water temperature is just right.

She drank something gentle to warm her stomach, then changed her wet pants and took a basin to soak her feet.

The boots made by Chen Guifen for her were filled with full cotton, and they were usually very warm to wear, but when I walked outside early today, the boots were already wet.

The feet were cold and cold, and they were all covered with white marks.

Soaking your feet in hot water is obviously so comfortable that your pores are about to expand, but Lu Miao can't stop shivering.