Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 119 What kind of brain

People couldn't refuse the idea of ​​trying it out, and under the condition that Qingmei had to lead everyone to knead a series of tools needed to make sugar, the whole piggy can only be handed over to Hongli.

Hong Li has never practiced kneading, and the original intention of letting her in is to take care of Duoyu.

"Auntie Hongli, first move the pot and bring some pots..."

With the child in her arms, Xia Weiwei taught Hongli everything from how to clean the burnt pigskin to how to wash the intestines, and Hongli found that the pigskin that was scraped and washed had no hairs at all. After arriving, the plan of peeling was canceled.

As for the pork belly and pig intestines, even though they were disgusted by the contents inside, they didn't say that these things could not be eaten.

"I'm going to the water's edge. If the child urinates, I'll drag you and call you Aunt Zhenzi." Hongli, who was carrying something, confessed.

Xia nodded slightly: "I know."

Already injured twice, there really can't be any accidents!
Accidentally thinking about the previous incident again, Xia Weiwei had a thought: "Auntie Hongli, when you come back, help me chop a tree branch!"

Her mind quickly compounded into the appearance of a crutch, and she even compared and drew.

Although she didn't know what Xia Weiwei was going to do, Hong Li didn't ask, just nodded and left with large and small basins.

After seeing Hongli off, Xia Weiwei then turned to look at Qingmei and the others who were being made by the side.

In the morning, she made it clear to Qingmei that after checking a few times before, she also found that everyone had made the shape she wanted by familiarity.

She doesn't have to worry about making things up now.

But she didn't want to, she turned her head and looked at Shang Qingmei with deep meaning.

"What do you want that branch for?" Qingmei asked directly.

She faintly felt that the child was very excited when he talked about these branches.

It can be said that Qingmei has caught Xia Weiwei's pee spot. She knows what Xia Weiwei is saying and what emotions she is doing.

For example, at this moment, she felt that there was something wrong with that tree branch.

"I want to be a crutch." Xia Weiwei replied truthfully: "With the crutch supporting me, I can stand for a while, and my butt hurts from sitting like this every day."

After staring at Xia Weiwei's serious expression for a long time, Qingmei lowered her head and focused on the matter in hand.

Seeing Qingmei's scrutinizing gaze, Xia Weiwei was silent for a while, then turned to look at the humming sow.

I don't know if this girl was scared stupid, and kept biting the basket.

"Grandma Qingmei, the branch is about to break again!"

Qingmei heard the sound and looked, her brows could not stop frowning.

This is already the third gap that the gilt has gnawed. If she persists in escaping, one day she will succeed.

It's impossible for her to watch and mend the basket day and night!

"I'll chop some thicker branches in the afternoon!"

The only thing Qingmei could think of was to change the material of the basket to bigger ones, Xia Weiwei had a bad idea about the gilt after she muttered.

When Hong Li came in with the cleaned pig offal and a huge bundle of tree branches, Xia Weiwei's heart and eyes were full of tree branches.

When Hongli put the branches beside Xia Weiwei and took the child, Xia Weiwei picked them up in a hurry.

After some splicing, she managed to make a crutch that she was very satisfied with. However, after trying it out, she asked Qingmei to hand her some clay, and covered the crutch with clay.

"Ah Que, what are you doing?" Hong Li, who thought the crutch was very useful, asked in puzzlement.

While covering the clay, Xia Weiwei explained: "The bark and straw rope are tied to the hands, and the top layer of ceramics is more slippery."

"You still want to fire it?!" Hong Li felt incredible.

Although the branch she cut was relatively thick and wet, it was a tree after all, so it would be flammable if burned too much: "Why don't you just ask your Aunt Qingmei to make one for you?"

Xia Weiwei knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so she simply said: "I'm idle, I'm idle, I'll do it myself later."

Hongli heard Xia Weiwei's words, only she was bored, and wanted to pass the time. Naturally, she didn't say much, and Xia Weiwei had an idea before Hongli came in. Although this meeting is not that thing , but technically the same.

After a while, the crutches were covered.

Because the clay was covered with tree branches, Xia Weiwei didn't dare to burn it all the time, it would be cold for a while, then cold for a while.

Firing has always been very easy, so Xia Weiwei felt strange when cracks appeared on the crutches.

"It turns out that it will crack when it's cold and hot!"

Hongli on one side: "..."

She felt that it was not a matter of heat and cold, but a matter of branches inside.

Originally, Hongli didn't want to say anything to hurt the child, but when Xia Weiwei picked up clay and wiped it on another crutch, she couldn't ignore it anymore.

"Ah Que, I think it's the branches inside. Think about it, it's a branch. Even if the branch is wet, it will burn after being baked for a while. This should be the effect of the branches inside being ignited and broken. "

Hongli didn't know that fire needs air to burn, and he didn't know that if the branches in the crutch were in a burning state, the heat would last longer than the burning branches under normal conditions.

Xia Weiwei is clear.

Looking up, she and Hong Li looked at each other for a few seconds, then silently threw away the crutches and picked up a branch.

From crutches to branches, Hong Li certainly can't say anything.

However, she has a new concept of how boring children are.

"Ah Que, many fishes will sleep well this time, how about I go pick some velvet grass?"

With work on hand, not only does time pass faster, but also the pain can be felt less.

Hong Li has no doubt that Xia Weiwei is ignoring her ankle pain by being busy.

"You have quick hands and feet, and you can weave several straw quilts a day. If everyone can get a straw quilt in this weather, they will be very happy!"

Originally, Xia Weiwei didn't want to say more, and explaining more would not only make people unable to understand her, but also make people feel that she was even more strange.

But Hong Li has already spoken to this extent, if she continues, then she is really ignorant.

Holding the wooden stick, she expressed some apprehension: "Aunt Hongli, the young sow's teeth are very sharp, and ordinary baskets may not be able to hold it. Ceramics are different, and ceramics are very hard."

Hong Li: "?"

Ruowei brought the cracked crutch, and Xia tapped it slightly, making the unique ceramic voice sound: "The ceramic stick that is too long and too thin is not easy to burn. After doing it this way, it is much more convenient. If so, these cracks are just I have a problem with controlling the heat and cold when firing, so I should try more to solve this problem."

Hongli: "..."

Qingmei and others: "..."

So, she's not boring, but a purposeful experiment? !
Not to mention that Hong Li was surprised, even Qingmei and the others were also very surprised when they heard Xia Weiwei's words.

What do you think she thinks?

How did you combine wooden sticks with ceramics? !
Aren't they also worried that the piglets will not grow long, and they have also thought of a way? !
But what are they thinking?
How thick is the wood, and the straw rope can make a young sow chew on it all night!

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