Farmhouse vicious stepmother, she is super fierce

Chapter 138 Being CUE For No Reason
Turning around, Shen Jiayan's expression changed, he just felt that the vigilant eyes and sharpness of the black-faced man just now were really not something that a bum can have.

Could it be the bodyguards or guards that the mountain dealer hired outside?
But Shen Jiayan didn't think much about it, whether it was a bodyguard or a guard, it shouldn't have anything to do with him.

After all, it has been several days since she came back from the county seat, and she hasn't seen any movement from the mountain goods dealers, so she thinks it's okay.

Relieved, Shen Jiayan turned around and looked for an old lady on the side of the road to inquire about the location of the mason in the town, and went to the mason's house.

The stonemason's house in the town is on the edge of the town, leaning against the mountain, and there are stones of various colors scattered everywhere in the front door and the back yard.

The stonemason was in the shade of a tree, smoking a pot of cigarettes, and instructing a few young apprentices to polish the stone.

Shen Jiayan went up to exchange greetings with the stonemason, and asked for two stone mills, not the kind that grind wheat or wheat.

What she wants is a stone mill that can grind beetroots. There is no electric juicer in this time and space, so she can only borrow these traditional tools.

This kind of stone mill is cylindrical and relatively tall, and the upper part needs to be chiseled out in the shape of a gear. At that time, two stone mills are placed side by side, and then two oxen are used to pull the stone mill, and the beetroot is placed on the gear in the middle of the stone mill. Squeeze each other, and the beet juice will come out naturally.

This is a stone mill for grinding sugar cane, but Shen Jiayan thinks it is the same for grinding beetroot.

The mason didn't quite understand it at first, but it was Shen Jiayan who even made gestures and drew numbers on the ground before he managed to understand. Isn't this just stone twisting?
Although the locals have never used this kind of thing, when the stonemason was an apprentice, his master was also recruited by the government to work elsewhere.

I heard other stonemasons say this kind of thing, and it barely affected it.

After thinking about it roughly in my heart, I agreed to this task.

The work of stone milling is rough work. Generally speaking, stonemasons leave it to their apprentices to do it. However, the apprentices have never done stone grinding. The stonemason dare not let his apprentices try it, so he agreed to let him do it. Do.

But the price is naturally more expensive.

Shen Jiayan nodded, gave the deposit, made an appointment to pick it up, and then left.

When he was far away, those apprentices gathered around, looking at the four-dimensional stone mill picture Shen Jiayan had drawn, they were all scratching their heads: "Master, what can this guest do with this?"

The masons knocked on each of them with cigarette pots: "Let's just use the money to work, what do you care what the guests want for this? If you have spare time to grind your teeth, can't the stones be polished?"

All the apprentices were rushed to work without mentioning it.

To open a clay workshop for refining white sugar, there are still a lot of tools needed. Shen Jiayan ordered the most cumbersome stone mill, and then went to a kiln outside the town that burns local pottery pots to order several large pottery. tile funnel.

Some of the others need to be bought, while others need to be customized by a carpenter.

There is a carpenter in Dongguang Village, and the price is cheaper. Shen Jiayan felt that it would be more convenient to go back to the village and find someone to do it.

I bought some needed things on the street, and then I walked slowly to Dongguang Village with a backpack on my back.

It was already noon when we returned to Dongguang Village.

Mu Yue was very obedient, the courtyard door was closed tightly, and when she heard Shen Jiayan calling for the door, she ran over to open it.

She brought Mu Tianrun at home, and since Mu Tianze and Shen Jiayan left, she has been restless, and has to listen to the movement outside from time to time, although she knows that Shen Jiayan and Mu Tianze will not come back so early, but always I can't help it either.

Seeing Shen Jiayan come back now, he was full of things to ask, but seeing Shen Jiayan carrying a large pack of medicine in his hand, he immediately swallowed all those words.

Taking a cautious look at Shen Jiayan, he tentatively asked, "Stepmother, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to help you boil the medicine?"

The medicine that Mu Tianze drank before was boiled with Mu Yue's help, and he is already very proficient.

The most important thing is that Mu Yue also wants to find something to do, otherwise her mind can't help but run wild.

Shen Jiayan took a look at Mu Yue, who did not expect that Mu Yue would ask for help one day?Thinking about it, she would not drug herself to death, so Shen Jiayan nodded and agreed to return the matter of the white sugar workshop.

He gave the medicine bag to Mu Yue together.

Mu Yue has something to do, and she feels that Shen Jiayan can let herself make medicine for her now. This means she doesn't treat her as an outsider, and her face blushes, and she pats her chest to promise: "Stepmother, don't worry! I'll take elder brother I have practiced the medicine, and now the medicine will not be mushy or thrown out, so I will keep the medicine for you to make it thick!"

Mu Tianze, who was on the way to the county seat, was CUE for no reason, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and softened his eyes. This must be because his family members are thinking about him.

Shen Jiayan was a little speechless, rubbed his forehead, turned out the kraft paper bag containing the sesame candy, and threw it to Mu Yue: "I don't want you to boil the medicine for nothing, take this bag of candy and eat it!"

Mu Yue originally wanted to refuse, and then showed that she really wanted to help Shen Jiayan make medicine, not for the sesame candy.

But when the kraft paper bag fell into her arms, a sweet smell rushed into her nose, making Mu Yue swallow her saliva uncontrollably.

What kid doesn't like candy?Mu Yue is addicted to sweets, since she was kicked out of the county, she has never eaten sweets again.

These sesame candies, when she was in the county, were eaten by servants who could not even look at them, but now they made her salivate.

The words of refusal came to his lips, and he couldn't say anything. Finally, he blushed, picked up the kraft paper bag, and went out with the medicine bag.

After boiling Shen Jiayan's medicine first, Mu Yue carefully opened the kraft paper bag, saw the crushed sugar inside, squeezed a piece carefully, and put it in her mouth, the sweet sugar juice flowed down her throat, sweet to the heart.

After closing her eyes and feeling it for a while, Mu Yue took another piece for Mu Tianrun, then reluctantly wrapped it in kraft paper and put it in the cabinet, planning to eat it together after her elder brother came back.

Shen Jiayan put away her things and came out to look at the yard. She lived in the three main rooms, and the central room was used to entertain guests and eat. She lived in the east room, and the west side kept the family's food for food and so on. thing.

The three brothers and sisters of the Mu family lived in the East Wing, and none of the three rooms were available. Presumably, only the West Wing was usable.

The stone mill can be placed outside without taking up much space, at worst, a straw shed is enough.

If you want to make syrup, it is best to have a special stove, five or six big pots in a row to cook together, but after all, I haven't tried it, and there is no need to set up a stove so early.

There are two large pots in the kitchen, which can be used first. When the two pots are too busy later, the side next to the west wing can be used as a stove, which is also convenient.

For the most critical stage of sedimentation and filtration, there are also three rooms in the west wing, which is enough.

(End of this chapter)