After self-hypnosis for a while, Ji Chenzhou felt better.
Ji Chenzhou thought that He Xianqiu probably came here without eating.
He asked, "Xianqiu, you probably haven't eaten either, I'll go over and cook some noodles."
He Xianqiu nodded. She had indeed come here without eating. After hearing what Ji Chenzhou said, she was actually a little hungry.
"I really haven't eaten yet." He Xianqiu touched his stomach.
Ji Chenzhou looked at her and smiled, then got up and went to light the candlestick.
The old house is becoming more and more fully stocked, with all the seasonings for cooking also available.
Ji Chenzhou went to cook noodles, while He Xianqiu was outside the yard, making a small hill of dried camellia fruits.
He Xianqiu doesn't plan to study today because she has more important things to do.
He Xianqiu wants to make camellia oil from these dried camellia fruits.
He Xianqiu put some of the dried camellia fruits into a large bamboo basket, broke the hard shells of the tea seeds with a clean thick wooden stick, and then picked out the tea seed kernels inside.
Because there were a lot of camellia berries, she repeated the process many times before she got all the tea seed kernels out.
He Xianqiu was exhausted after completing this operation, so she took a break.
After all, there is a big project to be done later, which is to grind the tea seed kernels into powder and then put them into a wooden barrel.
He Xianqiu sat down to rest. After a while, Ji Chenzhou came out with two bowls of noodles.
The two of them sat on stools, eating noodles face to face across the table. He Xianqiu was very satisfied with the meal, as Ji Chenzhou had put plenty of ingredients in the dish, including lots of vegetables and meat.
After coming to the 1970s, all He Xianqiu wants every day is to have delicious food, but this is simply a luxury.
Even if He Xianqiu had money, she couldn't eat meat and rice every day, because even if she wanted to go to the commune to eat out, she couldn't.
It takes several hours to get from the brigade to the commune. It takes about two hours by ox cart and about six hours on foot. Moreover, the road is bumpy dirt road, which is difficult to walk on.
So even if she has money now, she can't spend it.
However, since she met Ji Chenzhou, he took her to eat a lot of food. There was meat for every meal, and even if there was no rice, there were noodles. She was simply extremely happy.
Thinking about it this way, Ji Chenzhou was really a golden thigh. He took her to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, and he was also good at cooking. He Xianqiu's eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at Ji Chenzhou.
Ji Chenzhou felt uncomfortable when he saw her burning gaze.
But being looked at by the person he liked, Ji Chenzhou straightened his back unconsciously and even wanted to tidy up his hair.
Ji Chenzhou coughed: "Xianqiu, what's wrong?"
He Xianqiu shook his head, his little head swaying, but he was thinking in his heart, Classmate Ji Chenzhou, you are such a little darling. It’s great to have meat to eat with you.
Besides, she and Ji Chenzhou are good friends.
Ji Chenzhou saw that He Xianqiu was still staring at him. He felt a little uncomfortable. He glanced at her and saw that there was still some noodles in her bowl that she had not finished.
"Eat quickly, otherwise the noodles will get cold." Ji Chenzhou signaled with his eyes.
He Xianqiu could only nod like a chicken pecking at rice, and then continue eating her noodles.
Ji Chenzhou always eats quickly. He had already finished eating and saw He Xianqiu taking out all the tea kernels from the camellia oil that had been dried some time ago.
He asked gently, "Have you prepared all these camellia fruits?"
He Xianqiu shook his head: "Not yet, the tea seed kernels haven't been ground into powder yet."
Ji Chenzhou nodded, stood up and put the large basket of tea seed kernels into a huge stone mortar, then picked up a wooden hammer and started smashing it.
He Xianqiu was now free and had nothing to do, so he simply went to wash the dishes, then took a stool and sat in the yard, watching Ji Chenzhou smash the tea seed kernels.
He Xianqiu propped up his head and admired Ji Chenzhou's figure.
Although Ji Chenzhou looks thin, he is not really that thin that is just bones. He is just the right kind of thin, with a well-proportioned body.
Every time he smashes it down, the muscles in his arms are revealed, giving a very powerful feeling.
It is still summer now. He Xianqiu watched Ji Chenzhou smashing tea seeds with a hammer. Soon, beads of sweat appeared and flowed from his forehead to his jawbone.
Seeing that he had no hands free to wipe the sweat, He Xianqiu took a towel and wiped it for him.
Ji Chenzhou was dazed by her wiping and his face turned red. He smelled her fragrance.
After He Xianqiu finished wiping, he took the towel and left. Ji Chenzhou was still a little reluctant to leave.
But he worked harder and more motivated to smash the tea seed kernels with the hammer. He was in a better mood, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and a smile in his eyes.
After smashing for about an hour, Ji Chenzhou finally smashed all the tea seed kernels into powder.
When He Xianqiu saw that he had finished smashing the food, he diligently brought the kettle over to give him some water to drink.
"The weather is so hot, drink some water to quench your thirst." He Xianqiu said with a smile.
Ji Chenzhou nodded, then took the kettle with a smile and drank the water.
After Ji Chenzhou finished drinking the water, he asked Ji Chenzhou what else he needed to do.
He Xianqiu told him to rest for a while as there was still work to do later.
Ji Chenzhou nodded and found a stool to sit down.
He Xianqiu walked up to him with a fan and fanned him.
It's already October, but the weather is still very hot.
There is no electricity in the countryside, and people still use candles, so He Xianqiu can't buy a fan to blow away the heat.
Moreover, fans were a luxury item these days and were not necessarily available in the commune.
Ji Chenzhou looked at He Xianqiu who was handing him water and fanning him, and he smiled.
"Xianqiu, you don't have to fan me. Let me fan you." Ji Chenzhou said in a gentle voice.
He Xianqiu shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, you work so hard, it's my duty to fan you."
Ji Chenzhou felt a little sweet in his heart, so he didn't refuse again, but he also felt sorry for He Xianqiu who would get tired from fanning him for too long.
So as they fanned, Ji Chenzhou took over the job of fanning and started fanning He Xianqiu.
He Xianqiu was actually a little confused. She was fanning herself, but somehow Ji Chenzhou turned out to be the one fanning her.
However, the cool breeze blowing on my face was really comfortable. It was cool and dissipated a lot of heat. He Xianqiu narrowed his eyes.
Ji Chenzhou saw that He Xianqiu was like a cat, with big, sparkling eyes like glass balls, a look of satisfaction on his face, and he was extremely lazy. His eyes were extremely gentle.
He Xianqiu enjoyed Ji Chenzhou's fanning service for a while and was almost sleepy.
But when she thought that her tea seed kernels were still there, she felt refreshed.
He Xianqiu stood up, and Ji Chenzhou probably knew what she was going to do, so he put down the fan.
"So what should we do now? Let me do it." Ji Chenzhou said.
He Xianqiu thought for a moment and said, "Chen Zhou, help me light the fire, then put water in the pot, and when it boils, add the tea seeds."
"Okay." Ji Chenzhou nodded, then hurried to make a fire.
He Xianqiu followed him and they went into the kitchen together.
Ji Chenzhou lowered his head to make a fire. Seeing He Xianqiu looking at him beside him, he smiled.
"Xianqiu, don't stay here. There will be cigarettes soon."
He Xianqiu thought of the billowing smoke and she took a few steps back.
Smoke is harmful to the face, so she should stay away from it.
Although he was some distance away from Ji Chenzhou, He Xianqiu was still paying attention to Ji Chenzhou's movements.
He lit the fire skillfully and soon it was burning very brightly, then he put water into the pot.
Soon the water in the pot began to boil, and He Xianqiu instructed Ji Chenzhou to put the wooden barrel containing the tea seed kernels on it for steaming.
Ji Chenzhou listened to her instructions and did whatever He Xianqiu asked him to do.
After waiting for some time, all the tea seed kernels were steamed, and Ji Chenzhou carried the wooden barrel to the yard.
He Xianqiu trotted into the house and took out the wooden roller made by Ji Chenzhou, then took a pure white gauze bag and put the powdered tea seed kernels into it.
He Xianqiu felt it was a little hot in her hand and she let out a soft cry.
"It's so hot, why did you grab it?"
Ji Chenzhou reached out and took the cloth bag and helped He Xianqiu put it into the wooden press.
"I didn't think that much." He Xianqiu touched his nose.
After Ji Chenzhou helped her put it on the wooden press, he started to crush it. Soon the oil turned into a stream and flowed into the bowl through the opening.
The oil is very pure, without any impurities, golden in color, and has a faint fragrance.
Moreover, the oil yield of tea seed kernels is very high, with one bag containing about 50 milliliters of oil.
He Xianqiu's eyes lit up so much.
Most of the dishes cooked in Qinggang Brigade are made with lard. He Xianqiu only managed to grab a bottle of peanut oil when he went to the commune last time, and it has been almost used up.
Although they are both oils, He Xianqiu still likes dishes fried with camellia oil the most, and her family uses camellia oil.
Now that so much oil has been produced from just one bag, He Xianqiu was of course happy, as this meant she could use it for a long time.
Ji Chenzhou was also surprised when he saw the golden oil in the bowl. The oil yield was too high.
He was actually a little shocked that the camellia tree, which was only considered to be a fruit-bearing tree by the Qinggang Brigade, could actually be used to produce oil.
It is golden, extremely pure, and has a faint scent of grass.
When He Xianqiu saw Ji Chenzhou crushing out so much oil, she also became eager to try it herself.
Ji Chenzhou saw the desire and eagerness in her eyes, so he smiled and gave her his seat.
However, the bag had been crushed to the point where there was no oil left, so Ji Chenzhou filled a bag for her and put it on the wooden press.
As soon as He Xianqiu pressed the oil, it came out. Looking at the golden camellia oil in the bowl, she was extremely excited.
As expected, it was achieved by himself, which gave him a special sense of accomplishment. Although it was just a small thing, He Xianqiu was still very happy.
He Xianqiu crushed bag after bag, and Ji Chenzhou was right beside him, putting bag after bag of tea seed powder.
He Xianqiu had been crushing for a long time and her hands felt sore, so Ji Chenzhou took over the work from her and continued crushing.
After a while, all the tea seed powder was crushed, and a total of six kilograms of camellia oil was obtained.
Fifteen kilograms of camellia fruit produced six kilograms of oil. This oil yield is really too high.
He Xianqiu and Ji Chenzhou put four kilograms of camellia oil into the bottle, and put two kilograms into the bottle, and then delivered it to Mr. Zhong.
He Xianqiu looked at the golden camellia oil and was very satisfied. It was really worth it to squeeze out six kilograms of camellia oil after a tiring day.
But he had just been squeezing oil, and now both his hands were a little sore, so He Xianqiu shook his hands.
Ji Chenzhou could see that He Xianqiu's hands were tired, and because he didn't do this kind of work often, his hands were very sore.
He looked up and thought about rubbing her hands, but remembering that it is not appropriate for men and women to touch each other, he didn't say anything in the end.
However, seeing that He Xianqiu was shaking his hands and his palms were still red, he finally thought about it and went into the house to get out a clean cloth.
Then he said to He Xianqiu: "Xianqiu, let me give you a massage."
"Okay." He Xianqiu nodded and put his hand on Ji Chenzhou's knee.
Ji Chenzhou looked at the white hands on his legs. He wrapped them with cloth and began to knead them.
He Xianqiu looked at her wrapped hands, not revealing anything at all, and she was a little confused.
"Chen Zhou, what kind of wrapping massage technique is this?" He Xianqiu asked puzzledly.
Ji Chenzhou was silent for a while, then his whole face turned red.
He Xianqiu looked at his shy look and she knew why he was wrapped up. It was probably because men and women should not have physical contact.
He Xianqiu: ...
The question she just asked was simply idiotic, could she take it back?
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