Villager of Daming

Chapter 348 Pushing the Mill for Fenxiu (Fifth Change)
"Yi Chang! You see, the officials in the county and the mansion are all concerned about your village. It's hard to promote them even if we want to."

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw a group of people riding horses, he knew that the other party was not in a good condition, so he deliberately talked to the head of the village.

"Your Majesty, it's better not to be promoted, and it won't be too late to be promoted after all matters in the Ningguo Mansion are stabilized."

The head of the village understood, and continued to tell the officials who came all the way here to take a few breaths and drink some water.

"Hanhan! Why don't I take some wheat and let's grind it into flour, and I will learn how to make dumplings for my father and mother at night?"

Prince Zhu Biao also cooperated. He saw that the faces of the officials who came over were not very good-looking because of the heat and the rush.

It's only Si time now, and the opponent's horse is riding in pairs, so they have to run here just after dawn, and change horses on the way.

And these are the officials that the Ming Dynasty needs. Those who take the imperial examination, although they can also ride horses and shoot arrows, they are not proficient at all.

Riding a horse has to run a long distance to know the difficulty. After the official got off the horse, no one rubbed the inner thigh, which proved that he knew how to protect.

Otherwise, if you ride a fast horse from the county, your legs will be trembling, and your inner thighs will be worn out.

"Yeah! Grinding, bag! Hehehehe!" Zhu Wentian agreed.

So someone went to pick up the wheat, of course it wasn't the one harvested yesterday, the one was still drying!
The little girl watched, then turned around and took her friends to another small mill.

Zhu Wentian and the prince used a big mill to grind it, but Zhu Wentian couldn't help it. He couldn't remind Zhu Biao that this was not suitable for grinding noodles, his character set didn't allow it!
Zhu Biao helped to sweep it, and then added wheat grains, thinking it was very interesting.

Then the little girl came back with someone, and carried the grinder, this one is for grinding flour, and the grind depends on the size of the texture.

Like the mill used to grind sesame seeds to get sesame oil, the texture is almost invisible, and it is very fine, so it is called small sesame oil.

The same is true for making tofu. The finer the grinding, the more tofu will be produced, and the more labor will be consumed at the same time.

Grind the soaked beans as much as possible, then wrap them in a cloth, squeeze them by hand over and over again, and what comes out is soy milk.

Then cook the soy milk. During the cooking process, you can pick bean skin or yuba. Anyway, if you pick more tofu, you will get less.

If it is finely ground, or even basically no bean dregs are left, more tofu will be produced. The key lies in grinding and time and labor costs.

Grinding tofu normally, one catty of beans yields about two catty and three taels of tofu, and at the same time there are more than three taels of bean dregs, and some even exceed four taels.

If you continue to grind the bean dregs, you can get more soy milk and some tofu.

But it’s not enough to use a stone mill to grind it like this. Who doesn’t know that the less bean dregs, the more tofu?We all try to grind as finely as possible.

The bean dregs are generally not thrown away. You can fry the meatballs with radish, but if you are reluctant to use oil, boil the meatballs in boiling water.

The same is true for milling noodles. Zhu Biao finally realized that he greeted Hanhan and changed the mill.

Zhu Wentian doesn't care anymore, let's play with you.

This large mill is used to grind wheat flour, or to make dumplings. It is theoretically possible, but it is not enough to grind it once. How about grinding it 100 times? What about [-] million times?

After all, the coarse particles will be ground again and again, and even the grinding groove will be ground flat, and the two mirror surfaces will be ground between.

Song Zhifu and others drank cold drinks and enjoyed the shade under the tree. It was obvious that the prince didn't understand, but no one dared to laugh.

Zhu Yuanzhang was very satisfied. He operated it himself. If he knew it was wrong, he would correct it. It would be fine in the future. He understood that the big mill was not suitable for grinding flour.

He liked it better when he looked at Hanhan, turning around in circles, not pushing with one hand as hard as others.

Then reproduce the previous cooperation with Biaoer when harvesting wheat. Whenever Biaoer wants to sweep or refill, Hanhan always has a delay in his steps.

When the speed changes, the coherence of the action remains unchanged, so the marker is handy.

Hanhan's brain is not very easy to use, but his mind is flexible!He wants to always work and know how to cooperate with others, otherwise his strength...

'Chachacha...'

'Puff puff……'

"Protect Your Majesty!"

"Protect the prince!"

The guards yelled.

"What are you screaming for? Pick up the house thief, roast it and eat it, wipe the stick clean for Hanhan, and wash it with soapy water."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't move. A few sparrows flew over just now. Biao'er was adding wheat grains, and the birds were about to rush to peck.

At that moment, Hanhan made a move, he pushed the grinder with one hand and grabbed the stick with the other, and flew away. Six sparrows were sent to the ground, and the others ran far away.

"Wait!" Zhu Wentian yelled to stop, he ran to the place under the tree, grabbed a handful of pebbles and put them in his pocket.

After returning: "Go! Bird, hit! Hey hey hey!"

"Hanhan, that's how you practiced your stick flying skills? Hunting poultry, fish, and birds."

Zhu Biao was not afraid at all, but thought it was fun, master wow!A real master.

For a moment just now, I didn't even know that Hanhan was flying a lottery, Hanhan was pushing the mill, and I added things while I was turning around.

"Hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian was too lazy to say any more words.

"How?" Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and asked Zhou Zong. He was the sword bearer of the Prince's Mansion.

"If you don't get close, you can't hit it. The stick is too accurate, and the force is well controlled. It sticks the sparrow, but it doesn't go through it, and it doesn't fly far.

He knew what kind of strength could hit the sparrow and leave the stick in the sparrow's body. When he wanted to kill someone, the speed would be much faster.

Hanhan drew out ten sticks at a time just now, not four sticks between five fingers, and then loosened his fingers.

The method he uses is twisting. When twisting, he knows the position of the stick, so that he can fly out and shake his wrist. "

When Zhou Zong gave his answer, he was also very afraid, he knew that Hanhan had great strength, and when the iron stick flew, he was fast and accurate.

"Why don't the remaining four fly?" Zhu Yuanzhang didn't see clearly what happened just now.

"The position is not good, and it is easy to fly to the people around. How many people do you see next to you, Your Majesty? The six are the most suitable.

To fly higher sparrows, there is no need to use sticks to fly, so Hanhan will not fly. "

Zhou Zong's level is sufficient, and the swordsman who protects the prince is absolutely powerful in terms of force, unless he goes to the mountain temple at night...

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced around when he heard the words, and found that there were indeed many people. The six sparrows that were flown just now were all in the gaps of the crowd.

"It would have been nice to have a fool when we were fighting." Zhu Yuanzhang was annoyed again.

As long as Hanhan gives him enough iron sticks, when everyone is fighting close to each other, he will be able to cover the friendly army to kill the enemy frantically.

Not to mention far away, within ten or twenty steps, he can avoid his own people flying sticks to hit the enemy.

He is so strong that he can carry many iron sticks at a time.

There are people like this on the battlefield, and they are all taken care of by the enemy. Hanhan can be used as three-quarters of a cow, put him in heavy armor!

Then came a heavy shield to block him completely, and he freed up one hand to fly an iron stick...

'Puff puff puff...' Zhu Wentian didn't care what other people thought of him!He did it on purpose.

So what if the sparrow flies?How many bites can you eat?The real time to eat is when the wheat is harvested, and it is even more powerful when the rice is harvested.

He flies sticks to give people a fixed impression. In many people's minds, literature and martial arts are separate and polarized.

He is only 17 years old, and he is very good in physical strength and reaction, others ignore other aspects. An expert must have superior intelligence.

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