Pastoral Full Fragrance: Fool Xiang Gong is so black-bellied

Chapter 203 Making Bean Products (1)

Although they would all know about it in the future, subconsciously, she still didn't want them to know about it so early, so she made up a reason and prevaricated it.

This kind of reason sounds far-fetched, but it looks like this all together, and they can't find any reason to be unconvinced, so they obviously believe this statement.

Wu Sanniang and Chen Hong opened their mouths, wanting to ask some other questions, such as how to make money, Ru Yi glanced at the two of them coldly, said "I'm tired", and walked into the house without looking back .

Wu Sanniang and Chen Hong smiled shyly, seeing that it was almost time for lunch, they hurriedly bid farewell to Mrs. Qian, and rushed home to cook.

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In recent days, Ru Yi has been busy spinning around like a spinning top, almost worrying about making soy products.Fortunately, after two days of hard work by four workers, the small workshop was finally built. Although the small workshop looks very simple, it can at least keep out the wind and rain.

After the small workshop was built, Ru Yi invited several strong uncles to help install the stone mill. This time, the uncles invited were all honest and serious people, and they would not talk nonsense in the village.

Ru Yi feels that such a person can be reassured.

After the stone mill was finished, Ru Yi went to the carpenter's house in the town to get back the custom-made wooden planks. The planks were square and no different from the modern templates. After paying the rest of the money to the carpenter, she touched the Money, it’s been a lot these days, the money has already been spent seven to eighty-eight.

Early this morning, the sky was dark and breezy, and the sky had not yet dawned.

Ru Yi held the lamp, took out a bucket of beans soaked last night from the kitchen, came to the small workshop, scooped up a spoonful of beans, and sent them to the holes of the stone mill, and then pushed the stone mill hard, but found that she had been pushing for a long time, The stone mill did not move at all.

Because the stone mill is new, the slits everywhere have not been smoothed, so it is particularly difficult to push.

Ru Yi stopped, looked at the stone mill carefully, and felt that it couldn't be pushed clockwise, so she planned to push it counterclockwise again.

"Ah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and ah!......" She was seen bending her waist, pushing the stone mill with all her arms. Because of the excessive force, her delicate face was twisted into a section, and she grinned, looking a little ferocious.

At this time, a cool wind blew, and the candle flickered, flickering.

Yuan Liang was woken up by a piss, and went to the courtyard to go to the bathroom with sleepy eyes. In the dark, the candles in the small workshop were flickering, emitting a dark yellow halo. There was a picture of a woman with long flowing hair printed on the wall. The reflection, floating back and forth, was taken aback for an instant, his star-like eyes widened, his face was frightened, and he was completely sleepless.

"Mother, little daughter-in-law, there are ghosts, there are ghosts! Help!" Suddenly, a shrill cry came from the silent courtyard.

In this era full of superstitions, Yuan Liang has naturally heard many stories about ghosts and ghosts. At this time, when he suddenly encountered candles flickering and figures fluttering, he unconsciously imagined those frightening images in his mind, and almost scared himself half to death.

Qian's sleep was light, and suddenly he heard a shrill scream, and when he listened carefully, it was his son's voice, and suddenly he jumped out of bed, pulled a coat, opened the door and came out in a hurry.

"What's wrong? Liang'er told mother what happened?" Qian looked at Yuan Liang who was overly frightened and his body was stiff, and asked with concern in a panic.

(End of this chapter)