"Okay, Yun Zhiqing, uncle promises to help you build the stove today." Jiang Fugui grinned and said readily. Nangong Zhiqing introduced the guys and he believed that he would not suffer any loss. He had been in contact with them many times and understood their character.
Jiang Fugui did not lie. He moved skillfully and quickly with clear procedures. He started going in and out of Yun Siying's room alone.
"What are the corns and wheat ground into flour?" Yun Siying asked curiously as she watched Nangong Ruochen holding the corn and wheat that he had dried for her yesterday. When she was alive, these things were all solved by machines.
Nangong Ruochen pointed to the stone mill not far away and said, "Use the stone mill over there to grind it."
"Can I grind it now?" Yun Siying asked vaguely. She had to learn to do these things by herself. After all, she would have to live here for nearly five years.
"Check for yourself to see if the moisture on the surface of the corn and wheat has dried up?" Nangong Ruochen also wanted to teach her these common sense that she must know in life.
Yun Siying picked up the corn with her fair little hands and examined it, then picked up the wheat and examined it, and then said with certainty: "The moisture on their surface has dried up."
Nangong Ruochen heard her affirmative answer, stood up, walked to her side, checked and said: "It was indeed done."
Because the distance between the two was quite close, Yun Siying felt a strong masculine scent coming towards her. Her heartbeat was speeding up. This wonderful feeling made her a little flustered. She had never felt this way before.
Nangong Ruochen went back to the house and quickly brought out two clean enamel basins, and put the corn into one of them first.
He walked in front of the millstone, holding the enamel basin in his arms, and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms. With the left foot in front and the right foot behind, he holds the mill handle tightly with one hand. When pulling the mill, he leans back and bends the mill handle to the right. Then he pushes the mill and leans forward. The mill handle turns from the right front to the left front and stops. He grabs a handful of grain with his delicate hands and shakes it into the mill eye. Flour spills from the millstone and flows into the grinding trough below the mill.
Yun Siying looked at it for a while and said, "Let me put the corn in!"
"Okay!" Nangong Ruochen looked at her behavior and his mood improved a lot. It seemed that she was still the same as before. She would not enjoy the help and dedication of others comfortably, but would silently remember the favor and return it when the chance comes.
Yun Siying had some hesitations at the beginning, but gradually she and Nangong Ruochen cooperated well and their grinding speed increased a lot.
"Nangong Ruochen, let's switch." Yun Siying looked at the half-ground corn in the enamel basin and suggested it because she was afraid that he would get tired.
"Okay." Nangong Ruochen explained the techniques to her and then exchanged positions with her. Yun Siying was also able to push the millstone with ease, but after a long time, her wrist became very sore.
So Nangong Ruochen exchanged places with her, and it took them an hour to grind the 20 kilograms of corn and 6 kilograms of wheat.
Then, under the guidance of the chef, use a fine sieve to sift the flour and corn kernels. Li Laidi got up and watched this scene, and said, "You are so wasteful. You can eat these shells after sifting them, why do you need to sift them?"
"How do you deal with these coarse shells that are sieved out?" Yun Siying asked.
"I was too lazy to process it, so I gave it directly to other educated youth." Nangong Ruochen said a little uncomfortably. In this way, the poor people in the village could eat the food after it was ground again by stone mill and mixed with cornmeal, but it would make the throat dry.
"Then help me give these shells to them later." Yun Siying is now out of money and has no food in her space, so she naturally doesn't want to continue eating coarse grains that make her throat dry.
"Yun Zhiqing, don't say anything and just give it to me." Li Laidi said hurriedly.
"Okay, just get a bag to put it in." Yun Siying thought it didn't matter who she gave it to. She wasn't familiar with these people, so as long as it wasn't wasted, it would be fine.
"Thank you, Yun Zhiqing, I'll go get a bag right away." Li Laidi came back quickly, packing the things in a white bag.
Nangong Ruochen had already packed the corn flour, corn kernels and wheat flour in separate bags for Yun Siying, and Yun Siying took them back to the cupboard in her room.
"Yun Zhiqing, the stove has been built. Wait for it to air-dry for about five days. It will be best to use it and will not easily explode. Don't put anything on the stove during this period." Jiang Fugui pulled up his clothes and wiped the sweat from his face, saying with great accomplishment.
"Thank you, Uncle Fugui. Here are your wages and materials." Yun Siying looked around the stove and saw that the area around the stove was cleaned up very well. She was very satisfied and handed him two yuan. This was the money she gave him after asking Nangong Ruochen for advice.
"Okay, Yun Zhiqing, if there are any problems after using this stove, you can ask Nangong Zhiqing to bring you to see your uncle." Jiang Fugui looked at Yun Siying's fair little hand handing over two yuan, then looked at his hands which were covered in mud, and withdrew his hands halfway, wiped them on his trouser legs, and after wiping off the mud on them, he stretched out his hand to take the two yuan with some embarrassment.
"Okay, Uncle Fugui, thank you for bothering you today." Yun Siying watched Wang Wang's actions without noticing, her eyes full of admiration, and her impression of Wang Wang improved a lot in an instant.
After seeing off Uncle Fugui, I saw Shu Ruxue and Shen Mubai grinding corn, but the corn was not washed and was directly put into the stone mill. Under Shu Ruxue's guidance, Shen Mubai learned to grind corn with some difficulty.
Seeing this scene, Lin Kang remembered that he had not yet ground his corn, so he stepped forward and asked Shu Ruxue, "Shu Zhiqing, Shen Zhiqing, can I join you in grinding corn?"
Shu Ruxue thought that since she was a new educated youth, she would not know how to deal with others, and she would have to rely on herself in the end. She shook her head decisively and refused, "No, Lin Zhiqing, you can find someone else to share a room with."
"Well, okay!" Lin Kang said somewhat awkwardly, the corners of his mouth drooping instantly, and he stood aside silently to learn how to grind corn.
Yun Siying watched them for a while, then looked at her watch. The clock pointed to 5 p.m., and she thought about buying some fat meat today. So she said, "Nangong Ruochen, I want to boil the fat we bought today into oil, and then we can get some mustard greens. How about we eat mustard greens dumplings with oil residue in dinner?" She remembered the mention of mustard greens in the novel, so she said.
Seeing her sparkling eyes when she talked about it, Nangong Ruochen couldn't say no and replied, "Okay, I'll leave the cooking work to you and I'll take care of the rest." Nangong Ruochen didn't waste any words. After washing the fat, he started cutting the meat.
Yun Siying was not idle either. She first washed the clay jar she bought and hung it in the yard to dry. Then wash the iron pan with clean water, put it on the stove, then turn on the fire, put some of the fat that Nangong Ruochen had cut into the pan and stir-fry.
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