Chapter 185 Lu Miao's New Discovery
If there is not enough food in the team, we can only buy food.
Villagers don’t have grain and oil certificates, so there is only one way to buy them: the black market.
Fu Jingyou took the scolding quietly and did not argue with He Hongjin.
The young couple in the main room were being scolded.
Chen Guifen scooped out a large ladle of steaming sweet potatoes from the kitchen, smacked her lips and cursed:
"Just say a few words, you're still getting excited...really."
As she spoke, Chen Guifen turned to Lu Miao with a smile: "Miao girl, there's still some on the table after you finish eating. They're all hot, just pulled out from the stove."
"Um...I understand, Auntie."
He Hongjin glared at Chen Guifen, then glanced at Lu Miao.
Every day she has everything she wants, from clothes to food. Even her little grandson Minjie at home is not as capable as this delicate girl.
He Hongjin didn't want to look any further, so he quickly turned his eyes away and stood up.
Chen Guifen said, "It's snowing outside. It's so cold. Where are you going?"
He Hongjin coughed and said, "The brigade is pressing oil at the end of the year. I'm going door to door to notify everyone!"
Rapeseed is needed for oil extraction.
Land is collective property. The rapeseed in the homes of ordinary members is either accumulated by planting in their private plots, or is exchanged with the team for rapeseed when they have extra work points or receive grain distribution at the end of the year.
Not every household has rapeseed, so He Hongjin had to go door to door and ask anyone who wanted to press oil to quickly prepare the rapeseed.
It only happens once a year, at the end of the year. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever.
The He family has been saving rapeseed in their own private plot for three years, and by this year they have collected more than 50 kilograms.
If we stay any longer, we are afraid that the rapeseed will go bad. Chen Guifen turned to look at Fu Jingyou and said:
"Jingyou, it's okay for you. Help your aunt move the rapeseed and soybeans today. We can also squeeze some oil and grind some tofu later. This year, we will have a prosperous New Year!"
Fu Jingyou nodded quickly and stood up.
The brigade behind was pressing oil and grinding tofu. Fu Jingyou helped carry the things and went with He Hongjin and Chen Guifen.
Lu Miao insisted on watching the fun and said he wanted to go too.
It was cold, the snow on the ground melted, and the mud was slippery.
Fu Jingyou was afraid that she would fall and didn't want to take her with him.
However, Chen Guifen blurted out that there was fresh tofu pudding to drink at the tofu-grinding place, and Lu Miao had to go there after hearing that.
Drinking tofu pudding and bean curd was secondary; Lu Miao was mainly curious.
She had experienced grinding tofu with a millstone during a school activity when she was a child, but she had no idea what it was like to press oil.
I'm really curious.
Fu Jingyou couldn't do anything with her, so he had to take her with him.
There were other members of the team on the way, and Fu Jingyou couldn't hold her hand, so he asked Chen Guifen to hold her hand and walk with her.
The oil pressing and tofu grinding places in the brigade are adjacent to each other. From the outside, they look like two adobe houses, one large and one small, covered with tiles.
The big one is for pressing oil, and the small one is for grinding tofu.
As soon as he entered the brigade and hadn't even approached the two houses, Lu Miao smelled a strong smell of oil.
To be honest, the smell was a bit too "heavy" for her. She always felt stuffy in her chest and uncomfortable when she smelled it.
Chen Guifen and He Hongjin kept saying, "This oil is so fragrant."
Lu Miao pouted and followed Fu Jingyou, who was picking rapeseed and soybeans, looking a little depressed.
Fu Jingyou whispered to her, "Are you tired from walking?"
Lu Miao nodded reluctantly.
Fu Jingyou glanced around and quietly pinched her hand hanging by her side.
Holding her hand, he walked slowly as if he were leading a child. "We're here now. There'll be a place to sit soon. I'll ask my aunt to scoop some tofu pudding for you."
Lu Miao pouted and nodded.
Fu Jingyou smiled dumbly.
Someone came out of the house in front of him, and he quickly and calmly let go of Lu Miao's hand.
Over at the oil press, team leader Bai Yang led a group of young men and boys who were busy shouting and calling.
Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin carried rapeseed and walked towards the oil press.
Lu Miao also wanted to go over and take a look, but Chen Guifen quickly grabbed her and took her to the tofu-grinding room in the back.
Chen Guifen said uncomfortably, "It's hot in the oil press room, and there are shirtless young men inside. What are you doing there?"
The rural brigade is not like the university in the northern Beijing city.
If Lu Miao really wanted to go, the other wives and sisters-in-law would be so angry when they saw it.
Lu Miao heard the hidden meaning and became even more unhappy with a pout and a frown. "I came here just to see how to squeeze the oil!"
"What's so exciting about oil pressing? It's just frying, grinding, and steaming. The rest is hard work. The room is small, crowded, hot, and crowded. You'll get burned if you go over there."
Chen Guifen brought the soaked soybeans and coaxed her:
"Let's go over there. Do you want to eat tofu pudding or bean curd? Auntie will scoop some for you first."
Lu Miao heard the noisy and bustling noise in the oil press room, so he gave up the idea of going over to take a look.
She nodded and helped Chen Guifen carry the beans.
"Don't eat other people's food. Let's wait until it's our turn to eat it!"
“Haha, okay!”
Chen Guifen laughed.
There is a master craftsman in the tofu room who specializes in grinding tofu. He was arranged by the brigade and works in shifts of three, with work points awarded for each shift.
They are responsible for grinding tofu, filtering bean dregs, making tofu, etc.
Members from nearby cooperatives would come over carrying beans and occasionally go up to lend a hand.
There were quite a few people in the small tofu shop. Lu Miao had only taken a few glances when he was stepped on twice.
She felt crowded, so she said hello to Chen Guifen and went outside to wait.
Chen Guifen warned her, "It's not fun, is it? Don't run around. Just stand under the eaves for a while. Your shoes and feet will get wet and cold."
Lu Miao nodded, "I understand, Auntie."
There was an abandoned millstone at the entrance of the tofu shop. When Lu Miao came just now, he saw someone sitting on it to rest.
When she came out and saw that the seat was empty, she sat down without hesitation.
The tofu house and the oil press were only about twenty meters apart, and Lu Miao was sitting facing the back door of the oil press.
I stretched my neck to take a look, and sure enough, I vaguely saw a few shirtless young men.
The ordinary belly and arms are not as beautiful as Fu Jingyou's smooth muscle lines.
She glanced at him twice and then looked away, sitting there waiting obediently.
The inside of the shoes, near the front of the feet, was already wet. I didn't feel it when I was standing and walking, but after sitting for a while, I immediately felt a cold sensation.
Lu Miao patted his butt and stood up to move around. Just then, he saw two young men coming out of the back door of the oil press room carrying a basket of things to pour out.
Lu Miao took a look and asked:
"Are these the oil cakes after the oil has been pressed? Are they unwanted?"
Both young men were shirtless, and the wind was a bit cold when they came out.
In addition, Lu Miao was a lesbian, so the two of them felt a little embarrassed. They pushed the basket to the corner, nodded hastily, and ran away quickly with red cheeks.
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