Chapter 19 Bellows
Ye heaved a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay. I was just worried that you would think about the time we escaped from the famine. It's okay if you don't remember it."
However, this also reminded her of something the master had said before, so she didn't say anything more.
I hope my daughter gets better.
Jiang Yunmian worked quickly and quickly gathered the chicken feathers. She said, "Mom, we'll take these chicken feathers out to dry and use them as grass for burning."
Although Jiang Yunmian was only eight years old, he had learned the habit of frugality and was reluctant to waste anything. He thought that chicken feathers could be used as firewood, but it would be a waste if they were thrown away.
Moreover, dried chicken feathers can also be used to start fires, otherwise it would be difficult to ignite the firewood if it is wet.
When Jiang Zhiluo heard that chicken feathers were going to be used as firewood, she felt it was a huge waste.
"Mom, these chicken feathers are wasted as firewood. I thought that if we wash and save these chicken feathers, we can make a mattress. A mattress made of chicken feathers, duck feathers, or goose feathers will be very warm."
"And if you want to make a bellows, you'll need some chicken feathers."
When making a bellows, you also need to put the wind plate with chicken feathers into the bellows at the end so that it will be easier to pull.
Ye was stunned. They had never tried to make a mattress with chicken feathers.
Maybe my daughter is right. I can try making a mattress and use it if it is warm.
The quilts they use in winter are all old cotton quilts that have been used for many years and are not very warm.
But fresh cotton is really expensive, and there are many children in the family, so we can't afford so many quilts, and can only continue to use the old quilts and mattresses.
But this is a cold northern land, and the winter is really cold.
If you can use something else as a mattress or quilt to keep warm, you can definitely give it a try.
Jiang Yunmian's attention was on the second sentence. She looked up at Jiang Zhiluo and asked, "Sister, what are the bellows you are talking about? Why do bellows use chicken feathers?"
Jiang Yunmian had never heard of a bellows.
She was a little curious.
Jiang Zhiluo was slightly stunned and thought about it. It was true that in this era, no one knew about bellows.
"A bellows is something used to blow air, which allows us to make the firewood burn more vigorously."
Jiang Zhiluo couldn't explain the scientific principles because even if she explained them, Fifth Sister wouldn't understand them.
It can only be explained in the simplest words.
Jiang Yunmian was very smart. When she heard this, she became excited and said, "Sister, isn't it the same feeling as using the wind to make the firewood burn brightly?"
"When I'm burning a fire, sometimes the flames are a little small, so I blow them with my mouth. Sometimes the wind is weak, and the flames aren't very big, but I use something to wrap it around it, and the wind is strong, so the fire burns more vigorously. Is it a wind-blowing thing?"
Jiang Yunmian wondered if it would be easier to make fire in the future if he had something like that.
Sometimes on rainy or cloudy days, the firewood is a little damp and difficult to burn.
The same is true in winter.
Some of the firewood had just been cut from the mountains and had not yet been completely dried, making it difficult to burn.
She likes to burn the kind of firewood that is very dry, which is particularly easy to burn.
When she was three or four years old, she helped her mother to light the fire, but she didn't know how to do it very well. It took her a long time to learn how to control the flames better.
Looking at her sister's cleverness, Jiang Zhiluo nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, that's right."
"When Dad makes it, you'll know if it's useful or not."
Jiang Zhiluo also wanted to ask her father to make one for her.
Although she had memories of her previous life, her previous life was spoiled by her parents, brothers and sisters at home, and hardly did any work and was not very good at making fire.
And she doesn't really know how to do it.
So she can cook all kinds of delicious food, but she is not really good at burning firewood.
Not to mention that in this era, people are more frugal with firewood.
Sometimes, if you don’t need a bundle of firewood yourself, you can sell it for three or four cents.
Some people in the village would also chop firewood and sell it in the town. Although it was not easy to sell, they could still earn three or four cents for a bundle.
Xuanxuan said crisply in Jiang Zhiluo's arms: "Dad is amazing, he can cook a lot of things."
Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed.
Indeed, my father can do some manual labor and carpentry work, so our family conditions are better than most people in the village. Otherwise, my younger brothers and sisters would not even be able to eat half full.
But her father is not a professional carpenter and can only do simple work. He can't make some very complicated furniture.
So my father would weave some wooden-framed baskets and sell them at the market.
But these things are not easy to sell.
Because many villagers know how to weave it, they weave it themselves if they can.
Fortunately, our family has three acres of land, and my father is very strong, so he can do farm work as well as two ordinary villagers.
So the food harvest at home was pretty good.
But there are many younger brothers and sisters in the family, and there are many people to eat, so I can’t ensure that they are full every meal.
Ye looked at her daughter and thought that she was really good and had become smart all of a sudden.
Maybe getting married made my daughter suddenly become a better person.
It turned out to be right to follow my daughter's wishes and let her marry the person she likes.
So when Ye looked at Cui Hejin at this time, her face was full of satisfaction.
Just as they were talking and discussing the bellows, Jiang Xiangchuan came back carrying two large buckets of water on a shoulder pole.
Jiang Xiangchuan is tall and handsome. He carried two large buckets of water back with ease.
It’s just that Jiang Xiangchuan’s legs are not very good, and he walks with a limp.
Jiang Zhiluo heard the voice and came out, saying happily, "Dad!"
"Hey, my daughter is back!"
Jiang Xiangchuan looked a little stern and serious, but when he saw his eldest daughter coming back, he grinned.
Cui Hejin also walked out slowly, bowed respectfully and said, "Dad!"
Jiang Xiangchuan also responded happily.
Xuanxuan quickly got down from Jiang Zhiluo's arms, ran to Jiang Xiangchuan and said, "Dad, I'll help you!"
"You are still young, Dad can provoke you."
This weight is nothing to Jiang Xiangchuan, he has plenty of strength.
Ye asked, "Why did you take so long?"
Jiang Xiangchuan said, "There are many people carrying water today, so we waited in line for a while."
Jiang Zhiluo knew that the villages here usually had one or two wells dug collectively by the villagers, and the villagers had to jump into the water to drink water.
The same is true for the Cui family in Donghe Village.
It would be great if we could dig a well at home so that we could have water more conveniently.
It is really inconvenient to carry water like this.
Fortunately, we wash clothes in the river here.
If there were no river, it would be too hard to carry water to wash clothes.
Jiang Xiangchuan poured two large buckets of water into the large vat, and the vat was instantly full.
Jiang Zhiluo went over and scooped some water with a ladle, then calmly poured some spiritual spring water into it.
After Jiang Zhiluo talked with her father for a while, she started talking about the making of the bellows.
Jiang Zhiluo described it in quite some detail. There was no paper at home, so she could only draw on the ground with branches and tell her father how to make it.
Jiang Xiangchuan understood immediately and said, "My daughter, I know how to make it. If you need it, Daddy will make one for you soon."
Jiang Xiangchuan and Ye both doted on Jiang Zhiluo. Whatever their daughter needed, they wanted to make it for her immediately.
Jiang Zhiluo thought for a moment and said, "Dad, I'm thinking of starting a small business, setting up a stall to sell snacks. Can you help me build a small food cart?"
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