Mengyue no longer had the idea of ​​doing it herself, so she just stood aside. There was no other skill required for this job anyway.

As long as the coal slime is kneaded into a ball but not loose, and when you pick it up with your hands, black sticky sewage flows out between your fingers, the coal slime is ready.

This process was a bit long, but no matter how long it took, it was finally completed.

"Dad, it's okay."

At this time, An stopped the iron pole in his hand, took the handkerchief from Mengyue, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Daughter, what should we do next?"

Mengyue didn't say anything, but picked up the tools on the ground next to her.

I saw that this tool was similar to the tools used by farmers in later times to grow cotton.

The entire coal briquette is 80 centimeters high. The iron rod is hollow, and a pressure rod is embedded in it. The pressure rod is the push rod that can spit out the coal balls.

However, under the iron rod, you can see a cylinder with a diameter of about ten centimeters. There are also nine small cylinders evenly distributed inside, with a diameter of about one centimeter.

This place is the most important because this is where the honeycomb holes can be formed.

There is also an iron plate embedded in the key push rod side, and this iron plate has nine holes, which fits perfectly with the cylinder.

Mengyue put the tool on the coal slime, and the coal slime began to push upwards. Then Mengyue stepped on the tool with her foot and put the tool in the bucket and dipped it in water.

At this time, An was watching carefully, not missing any of Mengyue's movements.

"Dad, sprinkle some coal ash on the ground."

"good."

Then Mengyue pressed the tool, the clippers came up, and a standard coal ball appeared directly on the ground.

Without stopping, Mengyue produced four more honeycomb coals in succession.

"Daughter, please stop. Daddy has understood. Daddy is coming."

As he spoke, An took the tools from Mengyue and started making honeycomb coal.

Since the method was really not difficult, An quickly got the hang of it, and after a while, even Mengyue was amazed.

"Dad, if one layer doesn't fit, just put it up there. Two or three layers are fine. But leave some space between each coal ball to allow for ventilation."

"Okay, Dad understands."

If the weather is still relatively hot and the wind is strong that day, the wet coal balls will dry out quickly.

Since Mengyue only got a basket of coal blocks from the mountain, which was not a lot, An had already made all the coal mud into honeycomb coal.

As soon as An stopped, the village chief came with fifty people.

What Mengyue didn't expect was that in less than a quarter of an hour, the village chief Ma of Lianhua Village also came with fifty people.

Mengyue was a little confused when she saw the group. She seemed to have said that she wanted fifty people from Xinghua Village, but not from the other six villages.

What is this for? The other six villages also sent out fifty people.

Only then did Mengyue remember that she seemed to have indeed overlooked this problem.

Sure enough, in less than an hour, more than 30,000 people at the door confirmed her guess.

There are fifty people in each village, and there are a total of 350 people in the seven villages.

Seeing so many people, Mengyue didn't hesitate but spoke directly to the seven village chiefs.

"Seven village heads, the most urgent task right now, besides repairing the reservoir, digging the canal, and building the market, is to create more of these molds and produce sufficient quantities of honeycomb briquettes."

When the village chief and others heard this, they understood what Mengyue meant. The production of honeycomb coal should also be given top priority.