OBS Chapter 404 Put into use
Chapter 404 Put into use
I saw Wugu jumping in from the open window. Its fat body did not affect its agile movements at all. Its four white paws gently landed on the ground.
Village Chief Gu looked at the long object in Wugu's mouth. The snake was still twisting wildly. It was light brown with black spots on it. He recognized it as a rat snake, which was not poisonous. He quickly picked up the duster and chased Wugu out.
With a "pop", the rat snake that was still twisting wildly was thrown to the ground by Wu Gu.
"Ahhh!"
"Dad, did you see Wugu? It dared to bring a snake home."
"That's horrible, so scary, what was Wugu thinking."
There was a sudden slamming of the door outside, Gu Qingming's impatient voice was shouted outside, and then the door was violently pushed open.
Just then he met Wu Gu's innocent look. The next moment, when he saw what was on the ground, his pupils widened and he suddenly shouted, "Ah! Dad, Dad, it's this snake. Get it out of here quickly."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away. He was so fast that even Village Chief Gu didn't have time to react.
After Wu Gu meowed at Village Chief Gu, he wagged his tail, jumped onto the windowsill, and disappeared in an instant.
"What is this all about?"
There was a half-dead snake left on the ground. Village Chief Gu sighed, stood up, picked it up, and pushed the door open to walk out.
It’s still a meal of meat after all, we can’t waste it.
In the kitchen, Gu Qingming pulled Xu Qing's sleeve and accused Wu Gu of his behavior.
Hearing that Wu Gu was going to bring the snake to Gu Qingming's bed, the corners of his mouth twitched with anger, and he rolled up his sleeves, "Where's Wu Gu?"
These two cats are becoming more and more troublesome. Either one of them is causing trouble or the other is making trouble.
Xu Qing expressed that he was tired, and Wuhei had not returned home recently. Only occasionally some wild fruits and insects would appear on the ground. The wild fruits were fine, but as for the insects, Xu Qing was helpless and could not find them even when he wanted to give them a lecture.
"Wugu ran away!"
Gu Qingming clenched his fists in anger and gritted his teeth. When he thought about the snake that almost twisted on the bed where he was lying, he felt a chill and goose bumps all over his body.
Wugu is taking it too far.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingming snorted, raised his eyebrows, worked in front of the stove for a while, then ran to Wugu's nest with a smile on his face.
"A Ming, what are you doing? Don't you even look at the roads?"
Village Chief Gu walked into the kitchen holding a snake. When he saw Gu Qingming running out in a hurry, he almost bumped into him. He quickly dodged and ran towards the cat's nest.
Gu Qingming did not answer. He just spread out the charcoal ash in his pocket and scattered it all in the crow's nest, then laughed.
"This kid, tsk tsk." Xu Qing looked at Gu Qingming's actions and couldn't help but click his tongue. Then he looked at the snake in Village Chief Gu's hand, his eyes trembled, and he took half a step back.
"Old Gu, what are you doing with this snake? Throw it out now."
"Why are you throwing it away? It's a meat dish after all." Village Chief Gu said unhappily, walked past Xu Qing and went into the kitchen. He was very disgusted with Gu Qingming's behavior.
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Three days later, after the planning and organization of Village Chief Gu, the village oil mill was officially completed.
Accompanied by the notification sound of 300 points being credited to his account, Xu Yuan arrived at the oil mill with satisfaction.
Two long strings of firecrackers were laid out at the door, and people from the village came to watch. Everyone had a smile on their face, and they were looking forward to the next changes.
As soon as you enter, you will see two large stone mills, followed by four large stoves and an area for storing firewood. Further back, there is a space where two large hollowed-out logs are placed with a few pieces of wood inside. There are also two large wooden hammers hanging on the wall, and a storage rack is built in the corner, which is filled with watering rings.
On the left is a utility room, and there is a side room at the back, inside which is a very hidden storage space that only Village Chief Gu and people Xu Yuan trusts know about.
The sound of firecrackers popping rang out, and soon, a layer of red "carpet" was covered on the ground.
"Hsinchu Village will get better and better in the future." Village Chief Gu stood at the door, looking at the bustling crowd, and couldn't help but sigh.
The villagers who originally wanted to come here to learn technology gave up their ideas when they saw that this was a workshop run by Village Chief Gu and Uncle Wang. Village Chief Gu alone should not be offended easily. After all, they were not originally from this village. It was pure luck that they were accepted in. They could even live a better life than before, but they still couldn't ask for too much.
However, some people in the village knew that this oil mill was actually the idea of making a wish, but they just kept it in their hearts and did not reveal it.
Since the production of peanut oil is a secret recipe, Xu Yuan needs help in making it, so he asked Village Chief Gu to select several strong young and middle-aged men in the village, signed a document, distributed remuneration on a monthly basis, and let each person be responsible for one of the processes.
Of course, the document signed by Xu Yuan is different from ordinary ones. It is bound by words and deeds and will never be exposed. However, they will not know this. As long as they can abide by the agreement in the document, Xu Yuan still believes in the vision of Village Chief Gu.
After visiting the oil mill, the villagers began to get busy.
The first step to making peanut oil is to prepare the peeled peanuts and then pick out the shriveled and rotten peanuts. Everyone in the village knows this step.
Bags of selected peanuts were transported here. Village Chief Gu and Chen Dafu were sitting at the door and began to count the number and then settle the money. The price of these peanuts was still calculated based on the original purchase price of Xuyuan. No one had any objection. Now in addition to the purchase of Xuyuan, there was also income from the oil mill, and everyone was happy.
Bags of peanuts were transported to the utility room. Since it was where the main raw materials were stored, a frame was laid on the ground, about a palm's height from the ground.
The next step is to grind the peanuts into powder. The labor for this part is provided by families who have cows and donkeys, and the payment is made in silver by hiring them for a day.
After this step, the ground powder is put into the pot and steamed.
The two men in charge of this part were Zhu Chongli and Li Zhonghuan, who were familiar with Xu Yuan.
When he saw it was Li Zhonghuan, Xu Yuan thought of his wife, Aunt Zhang, who had been very active in helping her daughter find a boyfriend in the village. It seems that no one has heard about her arrangement recently, but it is not surprising. She has been looking for a long time. The young and middle-aged people in the village may have asked about it. If there was any good news, given that aunt's personality, it would have spread long ago.
But from what Chen Biyun said, it seems that Miss Li Yuncai has a favorite young man in the village.
But who could it be? Aunt Zhang should know, but she must be so extreme because she looks down on him.
Li Zhong also noticed a gaze falling on him. He looked over and found it was Xu Yuan. His hand that was adding firewood to the stove paused, thinking it was an operational error, and hurriedly asked Xiang Xiang to make a wish.
He couldn't afford to have so many peanuts ground into powder and wasted them in his hands.
Zhu Chongli on the side also stopped what he was doing and listened with his ears perked up.
Xu Yuan calmly withdrew his gaze and replied: "Nothing, I was just thinking about something, that's all."
When they heard this, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as there are no mistakes.