Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 70 Oil Press

Fusu sat on the golden root cart, and while reviewing the memorials, he chatted with Qiang Li about the past events of the conquest of Zhao and Wei in the past.

After more than two hours, the convoy arrived at Duyouting in the west of Xianyang.

The roads with a radius of tens of miles were quickly taken over, and there were soldiers with swords out of their sheaths and crossbows strung up everywhere. In the words of Huben General Yang Xiong, even a fly should not even think about flying around!

The newly-appointed general Zuo Shaofu took a few engineers and waited outside the oil mill early in the morning. When he saw Fusu get off the carriage, he went forward and bowed to salute.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Greetings to Prime Minister Right, Prime Minister Left..."

In a short time, after seeing the ceremony, Fusu and his party walked into the oil press.

The oil press workshop occupies a very large area. This is because in the plan, the oil press workshop is a workshop integrating storage and pressing.

Thanks to this top-notch Chinese documentary, Fusu has a deep memory of the rapeseed oil press, and it basically took no effort to reproduce a wedge oil press.

"What's the smell? It smells so good!" Qiang Yan sniffed, and a pair of eagle-like eyes searched the oil workshop.

"Taiwei, this is the smell of fried rapeseed!" Gong Shugui said, pointing to the shed in the distance.

There are several firewood-saving stoves built under the shed, and two hermit officials are busy in front of the stoves holding wooden spades.

The so-called hidden officials refer to places where people who have served their sentences are placed, not all eunuchs, and Zhao Gao was born like this.

"Stir-frying?" Young Master Yan of the Shaofu frowned, "Didn't you say oil extraction? Why stir-frying?"

Stir-frying is a cooking technique that has become popular in the Gongqing clan recently. It needs to use an iron kettle, but a cast iron kettle with a diameter of two feet costs thousands of dollars, which is almost equivalent to a pair of armor!
It's a money grab!
But the stir-fried dishes are really delicious, so Gong Ziyan decided to send someone to line up early tomorrow morning to see if there is any stock, and if there are, he will buy two more to give away.

Gongshugui said with a smile: "The rapeseed needs to be fried before it can be used for oil extraction."

He then added: "Your Majesty said, put the rapeseed into the pot, fry it slowly, and grind it after releasing the aroma, then sieve it, and grind the large-grained rapeseed again."

"Wait until it's all crushed, then steam it in a pan, wrap it with wheat straw, and press it into a round cake while it's hot."

"Then put it into a bamboo ring wrapped with wheat straw, and tamp it down with a wooden hammer."

After finishing speaking, Gong Shugui pointed to the big round cake placed in the oil press and said: "Everyone, please look, this is the oil cake. This round groove, Your Majesty calls it the oil groove."

"It's right here, and then stuff the wooden blocks on this side of the oil cake, hit the two triangular wedges between the wooden blocks with a hanging perforated stone, the wedges are driven into the press chamber, and the horizontal wooden blocks in the press chamber will The oil cake is compacted, and then it is ready to be pressed for oil."

He then pointed to the slot under the oil press and said: "The oil will flow down from this place, and it will be fine to use an oil barrel to continue underneath."

"Oh, so it is!" Gong Ziyan looked up and down, looking at a big log hanging under the beam of the house: "What is this thing that looks like a battering ram?"

Battering ram?
The ministers crowded in the room burst into laughter, and the Qianshi senior officials outside the door didn't know what was going on inside, but they still laughed cooperatively.

Heh, these sycophants... Fu Su felt a sneer in his heart when he heard the laughter coming from outside.

However, he remained in one posture without moving, and when he moved, the crowns collided and rattled.

Fusu secretly regretted that she would have known better if she had worn the Tongtian Crown. Wearing such a thing made her neck hurt and blocked her sight. It was so annoying!

In an instant, he seemed to understand why the first emperor wanted to abolish the crown and uniform of the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.

The public transportation rail waited until the laughter stopped, and then said: "This is a ram, weighing more than 400 kilograms. It is indeed similar to a battering ram, but it is used to hit the wedge on the oil press."

"This is made by His Majesty. Once the ram is lifted, it can have a thousand catties of force. Compared with hitting it with a sledgehammer, it saves more than ten times the effort!"

Right Prime Minister Feng Quji stroked the long beard on his chin and said, "Xunzi said: Gentlemen are not born differently, but good and false are things. Your Majesty's move is justified!"

"Your Majesty is truly a man of God!" The ministers inside bowed their hands and worshiped, and the Qianshi officials outside also shouted together.

Cool! ... Fusu nodded calmly, the crown on her head rattling.

Although he knew that these people didn't really praise him, after all, as a king, he always engaged in these "extraordinary obscene skills", which had already caused dissatisfaction among many ministers.

If it is strictly in accordance with the laws of Shangjun, an invention like his usually costs 500 yuan plus a pennant...

However, Fusu firmly believes that with such a small increase in productivity, the happiness index of the people will also be truly improved!

"Is everything ready?" Fusu asked.

"Report to Your Majesty, everything is ready!" Gong Shugui replied with his hands clasped.

"Then let's get started."

Following Meng Yi's order, several tall palace gate guards walked in.

After saluting to Fusu, they took off their armor and left their upper body bare, revealing their strong muscles.

An engineer briefly explained to them, and the guards of the palace gate lined up, grabbed the bumper and used it to swing.

boom!
Accompanied by a dull impact sound, the bumper precisely hit the triangular wooden wedge.

Feng Quji, Wei Liao, and Qiang Li, who had been in front-line battles, were fine. They had seen battering rams hit the city gates. After all, when they hit the city gates, they focused on the position of the gate bolts.

But some other Gongzi Yan and Gongzi Gun, who were born as civil officials, were a little dumbfounded.

After swinging such a big circle, how did it just hit the wooden wedge?
Fusu glanced at it, but didn't explain it to his distant relatives.

Qin Lv rewarded nobles with military merits. Although these people are in high positions, they do not have military merits, so they will not have fiefdoms. Therefore, although they are quite old, others still call them sons, and they have to be called by their names. If so, they should be called Qin Yan and Qin Gun.

After all, Qin Guoying's surname is Qin's, and their clans without fiefdoms naturally take the country as their surname.

After you have a fief, you can use the fief as your surname. For example, Chi Liji, who is known as a think tank, has a surname of Yan, who is the ancestor of the Yan surname in later generations.

The First Emperor was born in Zhao State, so the Zhao family, of course, some boring people insisted on calling him Lu Zheng. For this, the terracotta warriors and horses were sent to check the water meter.

The public transport rail explained briefly, which is roughly what Fusu said. As long as the height is calculated correctly and the distance between the ropes is fixed, there is no need to worry about falling off.

The pendulum principle is simple and easy to understand!
Fusu raised the curtain in front of him with his hands, and concentrated on watching the oil press.

The sound of bang bang was incessant. In the press bed, which was originally tight and squeezed so that it could no longer hold anything, as the wooden wedges continued to be smashed inward, no matter whether it was wood blocks or oil cakes, they began to shift. .

"Look, what is this?" Gong Ziyan yelled, and Feng Quji was shocked.

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