Chapter 186 Wrestling
Lu Miao didn't pay attention to the two people.
She supported her knees with her hands and bent down to look at the oil cake crumbs.
The two people's attitudes were ambiguous, and Lu Miao was a little unsure whether they really didn't want the oil cake crumbs or just pretended.
She was hesitating when Chen Guifen came out to look for her.
"Ouch, what are you doing there?"
Lu Miao quickly stood up and pointed at a small pile of oil cake residue.
"Aunt, is this brigade useful? If not, can we take it back?"
Oil cake residue is the residue left after rapeseed oil is ground into powder and repeatedly pounded under a hundred pounds of gravity to completely remove the remaining oil.
If you can't produce any oil, it's of no use.
"It's useless. In the past, after the blasting oil was used up in the brigade, they would just dump it somewhere random."
Chen Guifen answered truthfully, and then asked blankly:
"What do you want this for? What will you get if you take it back?"
Lu Miao moved closer to Chen Guifen and whispered something in her ear.
Chen Guifen listened attentively, and then her eyes gradually widened. "Then I'll go talk to your uncle!"
Lu Miao nodded immediately.
Don't blame her for being cautious.
Resources are scarce, so she can only prioritize her own people when it comes to good things.
He Hongjin came over quickly, and Fu Jingyou came with him.
Unlike before when he was wearing a thin jacket, Fu Jingyou was now shirtless and was holding a stack of clothes and handing it to Lu Miao.
Lu Miao tsk tsk, and murmured softly:
"Were you also called to press oil?"
Fu Jingyou nodded.
He Hongjin pointed at the oil cake residue and asked:
“Can this be composted?”
Lu Miao nodded truthfully, "Yes, the oil cake is a solid material, and the fertilizer made from it is better."
Thinking about it, Lu Miao asked again:
"After the brigade grinds the tofu, will anyone want the dregs? If not, we can take them back!"
He Hongjin scratched his dark face and asked suspiciously, "Can that be composted?"
Lu Miao pecked at the rice and nodded.
He Hongjin thought for a while and asked tentatively:
"So, are bran and rice husks also useful?"
Lu Miao's eyes lit up in an instant, and he nodded smartly:
"It's useful, but uncle... isn't bran meant for livestock? Can we get it?"
He Hongjin waved his hand and said, "I can't get the bran, but there are plenty of rice husks."
There is a hulling machine in the brigade. Several production teams under it, as well as those brigades that do not have hulling machines, will come here whenever they have millet to be hulled.
He Hongjin had a rough idea in his mind, and with a gleam in his eyes he said, "I know about this matter. I'll do it!"
Then he left.
He Hongjin was the production team leader after all, so if he could take action, he could do the job of two people.
Lu Miao felt that this matter was a sure thing, so he pushed the door to the oil pressing room where Fu Jingyou could press oil, and said, "You should go in too, it's freezing outside!"
Oil cake residue and bean dregs are both materials with extremely high nitrogen content, and they contain rich scale organic matter.
Unlike other piled organic fertilizers, conventional organic fertilizers lack staying power.
The oil cake residue and bean dregs contain rich organic matter. Once they are successfully composted, they are excellent and solid fertilizers whether used as base fertilizer or topdressing.
Of course, this is nitrogen material. It would be even better if He Hongjin could also get rice husks, as a ready-made matching carbon material.
When you get back, you just need to mix the proportions and you don’t have to go through the trouble of collecting other things.
Lu Miao thought happily.
By noon, the He family's tofu was finally ground.
Lu Miao finally drank the tofu pudding he had been waiting for for a long time.
The taste was pure and rich enough, but there was no sugar. Lu Miao couldn't finish it after just two sips.
It would be a waste, as it was impossible to give anything that was stained with her saliva to Chen Guifen and He Hongjin.
She stood at the door of the oil press and called Fu Jingyou.
The oil press room was noisy, but Fu Jingyou didn't hear it. However, the uncle who was burning the fire at the door heard it and shouted loudly to help Lu Miao:
"Fu Jingyou, who is calling Fu Jingyou? Are you calling her wife or sister?"
Many people looked outside.
Lu Miao pouts, feeling a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, Fu Jingyou came out very quickly.
With his back to everyone inside the door, he used his body to cover Lu Miao's hand and quietly squeezed it. He felt relieved only when he felt the warmth.
It was so cold, and I really didn't want her to come out and get cold, but the little girl insisted on coming.
Fu Jingyou sighed: "What's wrong?"
Lu Miao handed him the bowl of tofu pudding coquettishly.
"Have you drunk?"
Lu Miao nodded and said truthfully: "It doesn't taste good without sugar."
Fu Jingyou laughed silently and understood everything.
He took the small bowl, tilted his neck back with his Adam's apple moving, finished the bowl of tofu pudding in two or three gulps, and handed the bowl back to Lu Miao.
"If it's cold, put on some clothes first."
"Got it, let's go in!"
"Um."
Looking back at the situation in the oil press room, Fu Jingyou smiled and squeezed Lu Miao's hand before leaving, and then went into the house.
Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin were helping out in the oil press room. Lu Miao and Chen Guifen returned first in the afternoon.
Lu Miao helped Chen Guifen carry tofu. They walked from the brigade to a small road, and then turned onto the mountain road, where they had to climb a slope.
She is young and has good legs, so she can walk around without any problem.
Chen Guifen was in her forties, not considered old, but the mud was slippery and she was a little hesitant.
Maybe if she walked carefully, nothing would happen. The more she was afraid of falling, the more she fell. She even fell with Lu Miao, and two pieces of tofu in the bucket fell out and were covered with mud.
"Aunt, are you okay? Did you fall anywhere?"
Lu Miao was startled and didn't bother to pick up the tofu. He quickly went over to help Chen Guifen.
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay."
Chen Guifen waved her hand, took Lu Miao's hand, and climbed up on her knees. "It's you."
She bent down to touch Lu Miao's pants, "Your clothes are all dirty. Such a large area is wet. You must be cold. Let's go home quickly. Auntie will go back and wash them for you."
Lu Miao said "It's okay" and picked up the tofu and walked back with Chen Guifen.
When they arrived at the production team, Chen Guifen packed a few pieces of tofu for Lu Miao.
She asked Lu Miao to take the clothes home first to change them. Chen Guifen said that after she finished some chores at home, she would go to her place to clean up and wash clothes for her.
Lu Miao waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.
"Aunt, you can just cook at home. The damper of the stove is always open a little. There's hot water ready. I can wash it myself."
Before Chen Guifen could say anything more, Lu Miao ran away with a "thump thump thump".
As the weather gets colder, the stove is usually left in the room except when cooking.
As Lu Miao said, hot water is indeed available on the stove.
The stove damper is open small and the water temperature is just right.
She drank some of the gentle liquid upside down to warm her stomach, then changed her wet pants and took a basin to soak her feet.
The boots that Chen Guifen made for her were filled with cotton, which was very warm to wear normally. However, after walking outside early this morning, the boots were already wet.
My feet are cold and have white marks on them.
Soaking feet in hot water was so comfortable that it made all the pores on the body open, but Lu Miao couldn't stop shivering.
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