Master Archaeologist

Chapter 27 Hey?

"Raw, Grind"

Chen Han frowned, walking aimlessly in Lajia Village.

At the end of yesterday's meeting, Kong Jianwen still gave an ultimatum to their "reproduced millet noodles" research group.

Kong Jianwen only gave them the last half month.

If there is no way to successfully reproduce it within half a month, Kong Jianwen will lead the real bosses in the office to take over this matter personally.

Of course, after they took over, Chen Han, the team members who did the trial and error experiments in the early stage, also had some credit, and it would be no problem to write some related papers later.

This can be regarded as the benefit that Kong Jianwen gave them.

If he hadn't been very optimistic about Chen Han, otherwise it would be impossible to be so talkative.

It's just that Chen Han doesn't want to be a loser at all.

In other words, if he can't handle such a small subject, he can't accept it himself!

Therefore, he made up his mind in his heart that he must finish this subject within half a month!
However, the progress of the project was really not smooth.

Yesterday afternoon, after Zhuang Yunpeng and others went to prepare some modern glutinous millet (unhulled millet), everyone gathered around these glutinous millet that had just been harvested from the ground and still had plants, and studied how to shell them.

Professor Li's words really gave Chen Han a lot of inspiration.

Since we want to restore a bowl of noodles from 4000 years ago, we should try to follow the ideas and tools of the ancestors 4000 years ago.

Sometimes technological progress does not necessarily mean that it must be advanced.

How many technologies that existed in ancient times have been lost after the advancement of modern technology?

Could it be that modern people are not as smart as ancient people?
On the contrary, it is because modern people are smarter than ancient people and have mastered more advanced crafts. When eliminating some "backward" crafts, they also eliminated some skills and techniques that can only be achieved by pure handwork.

When Chen Han and the others used sticky millet, they beat the millet bit by bit with a mortar (similar to a container for pounding garlic) by hand, milled and shelled the millet, and obtained the hand-husked millet.

Using these grains that still retain 20% to 30% of the shell, after pounding into dough, the viscosity is obviously much higher than the finely ground millet flour made in the factory.

This undoubtedly gave Chen Han and the others great encouragement.

However, just when they thought that this attempt was about to succeed, the reality hit them mercilessly again.

This kind of hand-ground millet noodles, after kneading into noodles, will still break if boiled.

Even if it is steamed, it will still break!
It's just that the effect is slightly better than before.

A piece of millet noodles twisted into a length of 20 cm will break into small sections of 2-3 cm after being put into water.

If steamed in a steamer, it will be broken into small sections of 4-5cm.

The noodles with a section of 4-5cm are obviously still not up to the standard of noodles unearthed at the Lajia site.

After working hard all day yesterday, their research team has lost its direction.

He didn't sleep well all night, so he ran out for a walk at [-] o'clock in the morning.

On the one hand, it is to relax, and on the other hand, I want to organize my thoughts, tidy up my mind, and continue to face Xiaomi noodles!

Just like that, Chen Han wandered aimlessly in Lajia Village.

Look at the mountains, look at the water, look at the high loess slopes in the distance, and look at the lively fireworks in the village.

Not to mention, no wonder those literati say that fireworks in the world are the most soothing.

When I saw the smoke curling up from every household, I was busy making breakfast.

I saw the children in the village playing and running outside the door wearing crotch pants.

Still quite healing.

After strolling around the village early in the morning, Chen Han's originally depressed mood was comforted a lot.

Just when Chen Han had packed up his emotions and was about to go back home and continue to devote himself to the battle of Xiaomi noodles.

An old man from the village sitting on the threshold of his house, with his legs spread apart and eating breakfast, caught his attention.

The old man of Lajia Village held a bowl of light yellow noodles in his hands, and was sending them to his mouth wheezingly.

It's not unusual to have breakfast, but the bowl of noodles in his bowl is a bit unusual.

The more Chen Han looked at it, the more strange he felt. The noodles this old man ate were different from the usual noodles. They were very shiny and slippery.

A bit like spaghetti, a bit like macaroni.

But it is not as thin as these two, but very thick and strong.

Anyway, it is definitely different from ordinary noodles, and Chen Han has never seen them before.

He quickly walked up to the old man, and asked impatiently, "Master, what kind of noodles are you eating, and how do you make them?"

As soon as he heard Chen Han's accent from a foreigner, the old man immediately knew that Chen Han was a member of the archaeological team.

Raising his cloudy eyes, the old man smiled cheerfully: "Young man, are you from the... archaeological team? Are you from another place?"

"This is not noodles, it's glutinous rice."

"He Le?" The old man's accent was a bit heavy, Chen Han frowned and repeated it, but he didn't understand what "He Le" was.

The uncle was also unambiguous, he stood up and pulled Chen Han to his home.

As for the elderly, they like to show the world to the younger generations who have no experience.

The uncle enthusiastically took Chen Han to his kitchen, pointed to a wooden tool next to the firewood pot and said:
"These noodles are not noodles, they are pressed out of this noodles."

Chen Han looked at what the old man was pointing at according to his voice.

This is something like a lever, with a round cavity with eyes between two pieces of wood.

After a brief glance, Chen Han roughly understood how to use this thing.

Just place the dough in the cavity and press down on the lever firmly, the dough will be pressed out of the round eye.

"Master, what kind of noodles are these noodles made of?" Chen Han asked excitedly.

"Pea noodles, naked oat noodles, buckwheat noodles or other miscellaneous bean noodles are fine, don't choose."

"This glutinous rice ball used to be eaten by poor people, and they were all made of miscellaneous grains."

When Chen Han heard that this thing was made of miscellaneous grains, he slapped his thigh, he was so excited.

Since this tool can be used to make noodles with peas and mixed beans, so can millet!
He hurriedly grabbed the uncle, and asked him carefully and detailedly about the production process of 饸饹, from making the dough at the beginning to pressing the noodles later, all the processes were not missed at all.

The old man also knows everything, and there is nothing to hide about this thing.

In the whole northern region, there are people who eat 饸饹 everywhere, and even this 饸饹 is not a special feature of Qinghai, but came from Shanxi.

And the method of making it is really simple.

It is to knead the flour into a dough, then put it in the bed and squeeze it into a boiling pot, and then it can be cooked.

After Chen Han got to know and learn about He He, he bid farewell to the old man with gratitude, and immediately rushed back to the research group.

This replica of millet noodles has a play!

　Dear readers, I have posted some easter egg chapters related to the excavation site at the end of the chapter, you should have seen it.

　　You can open it if there is no easter egg chapter displayed, and it is better to eat this book with the easter egg chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)