Under slow cooking over low heat, the soup in the casserole gradually turns from clear to thick, presenting an attractive golden color.

The fragrance spread, penetrated through the crack of the door, and even woke up Shen Mo who was sleeping in the inner room.

Her nostrils flared and she swallowed unconsciously in her sleep.

In the kitchen, Lu Qingyang estimated the time and opened the lid of the casserole.

Instantly, a richer aroma rose up like a substance, carrying with it a thick layer of hot air.

The soup is golden and translucent, with a thin layer of chicken fat floating on the surface, which condenses the essence of chicken.

The chicken nuggets are crispy and tender, the red dates are plump, and the wolfberries are crystal clear.

A few slices of wild ginseng as thin as cicada wings were faintly visible in the soup.

He carefully skimmed off the excess fat on the top with soup.

Lu Qingyang first served a bowl of the clearest soup, added a few wolfberries and a small piece of the tenderest chicken breast, and brought it to Xiaoting.

Xiaoting had just woken up. The effects of the anesthetic and painkillers were wearing off. She felt dull pain from her wound and felt weak. She leaned listlessly on the kang in Lao Bao's house.

Smelling the fragrance, her eyes lit up for a moment.

"Xiaoting, have some soup. I just made it. It's very nutritious." Lu Qingyang cooled it and patiently fed her bit by bit.

The soup was rich but not greasy, and it brought a stream of warmth to every part of her body, warming up her cold feet and making her feel a little better.

"Delicious..." Xiao Ting muttered softly as she drank it in small sips. After finishing a bowl of soup, her pale face seemed to regain a bit of color.

Lu Qingyang then went back and filled a large bowl for Shen Mo.

"Wife, drink it while it's hot." Lu Qingyang helped her sit up and handed the bowl to her.

Chen Mo held the chicken soup in her hands, the aroma went straight into her nose, making her hungry.

She blew on it carefully and took a sip.

"Hmm!" An indescribable and extremely sweet feeling instantly exploded in my mouth!

Lu Qingyang looked at her satisfied and surprised expression, his heart full of gratitude, and said with a smile: "The chicken Lao Bao sent is good, and with our 'secret recipe', it is of course different. Drink more and replenish your vitality!"

Lu Qingyang ate a few mouthfuls of rice in a hurry, but his mind was already on the fields.

He noticed a few days ago that the production team still used the most primitive wooden keel waterwheel for irrigation, which relied entirely on human or animal power and had extremely low efficiency.

We are now vigorously developing the planting industry, and there will be many more places requiring irrigation in the future.

He had long been eyeing the small diesel water pump in the agricultural machinery area of ​​his space mall.

The next morning, after explaining everything, he carried his daughter on his back and strolled towards the production team's public warehouse.

In the corner of the warehouse, there were indeed a few dilapidated wooden water wheels and a few rusty, old-fashioned iron water well accessories that had long been scrapped.

The members are all busy working in the fields, so there are not many people in the warehouse.

Lu Qingyang found a secluded corner and sank his consciousness into the space.

Small single-cylinder diesel water pump with matching water pipes, filters, and simple brackets: Exchange!

He deliberately chose the oldest and most "rustic" style, and even gave the metal shell an antique treatment.

20-liter diesel (tin barrel): Exchange! Essential.

Universal wrench and screwdriver set: Exchange! For installation and debugging.

The thing instantly appeared behind the pile of debris in the corner, mixed in with the scrap parts. It was not easy to find without careful observation.

Lu Qingyang pretended to look for something in the warehouse, then exclaimed in surprise: "Huh? What is this? It looks like a machine?"

His shout attracted several veteran martial artists who were taking a break not far away.

"Captain, what treasure did you find?" Deputy Captain Wang Shun came over with a pipe in his mouth.

Lu Qingyang dragged the small diesel water pump over with great effort and pointed at the blurred nameplate on it, which he had rubbed off with sandpaper himself: "Wang Shun, look! Does this look like a water pump? I found it in a corner and piled it up with all this scrap metal. It was almost considered junk!"

Wang Shun squatted down, squinted his eyes and looked at the iron lump carefully, then touched the cold fuselage: "Hiss... It looks like there is something to it. This pipe and this interface... It looks like it is used to pump water, but how do I use it? Can it move? It looks rusty."

"Let me try!" Lu Qingyang looked eager to try. "I've seen similar machines in the city before. It seems that you need to pour some 'kerosene' into it and then shake it."

He picked up the small oil barrel he had exchanged, unscrewed the lid, and a strong smell of diesel spread out.

"Wow! What a strong smell!" Old Zhao quickly fanned the air.

According to the instructions, Lu Qingyang skillfully filled the diesel engine with fuel, checked the engine oil, then picked up the crank handle, took a deep breath, and shook it hard!

"Hmph... hmph... hmph..." The diesel engine made a dull wheezing sound and emitted a few puffs of black smoke. Just when Old Zhao and the others thought there was no hope -

"Thump, thump, thump, thump!!!" A steady and powerful roar suddenly sounded! The diesel engine started successfully!

"It's on fire! It's really on fire!" Several members who were watching exclaimed.

Lu Qingyang quickly threw the water inlet pipe into the water diversion channel next to him, and pointed the water pipe at a dry field next to him that was waiting to be irrigated.

A strong stream of water immediately gushed out from the bowl-sized pipe, forming a powerful water column, watering the thirsty land!

"Good God!"

"This is more power! It's faster than the water pumped by our waterwheel in a day!"

"Amazing! It's really amazing! This iron lump is so powerful!"

Wang Shun was so excited that he almost dropped his pipe. He patted Lu Qingyang on the shoulder, his voice shaking: "Captain, you can even fix this thing? Where did you learn this skill?"

Lu Qingyang wiped the sweat off his face and said, "I was just thinking about it. I've seen similar drawings before, and the parts seemed to be quite complete, so I gave it a try. I didn't expect it to work! It just costs a little kerosene."

"What's the big deal about wasting a little oil!" Old Zhao looked at the rushing and endless flow of water.

"This will save so much manpower and animal power! It will buy back so much time! You should quickly teach everyone how to use this treasure! We'll be counting on you for irrigation in the future!"

"That will certainly be no problem."

With such a machine, Lu Qingyang soon moved various agricultural machines from the space for various reasons.

A small, hand-supported rice and wheat thresher with compact structure and easy operation is now used in the threshing field.

When the threshing machine with its small roller and wire cover "buzzed" and worked countless times faster than a manual flail and threshed the grains cleanly, the statement "issued by the commune" immediately won widespread belief.

"It's a new product from the farm machinery factory in town! It hasn't been launched yet, so I asked an acquaintance to get it for me to try out!"

A few days later, an electric rice mill was found in a corner of the now abandoned mill.

The villagers gathered around to watch the white flour flowing directly from the machine, and they no longer had to carry wheat on their shoulders to the town dozens of miles away to queue up for rice.