After Luo Yong came back from outside this time, the first thing he did was to arrange the production of Eucommia gum.
Before the eucommia seeds mature, they first pick eucommia leaves on a small scale.
After this year's eucommia seeds mature, large-scale picking begins.
Not only the leaves, but also some twigs are picked back for fermentation. glue.
The fermentation speed at room temperature was not fast enough, so Luo Yong had people build fermentation tanks in several abandoned cement kilns.
In the past, when their cement workshop business was at its most prosperous, dozens of cement kilns were built, but now most of them are idle.
Large clay kilns that are almost as tall as a house have particularly good thermal insulation effects.
Yes, building a fermentation tank in it and then heating it appropriately can greatly increase the fermentation speed.
Most of the eucommia gum produced previously was supplied to Zhao Chen and the others.
After all, the production of canned pears is very seasonal.
In addition, Luo Yong also asked the craftsmen to start research on making eucommia gum wheels.
In the end, everyone worked together to make several wheels.
After considering the cost and performance, Luo Yong selected a wheel with light and soft wood as the inner tube and Eucommia gum as the outer tire, and everyone gradually started to invest in it.
Production.
If Yanerfei installs this kind of wheels and applies tung oil on the body for waterproofing, its use will not be affected much even in rainy and snowy weather.
The first batch of Yanerfei made in this way, Luo Yong asked a few disciples to catch up with the ox cart, follow Zhao Chen and the others in the canned team, and deliver these Yanerfei to the people who were building the road on the Guannei Road.
In the hands of disciples and long-term workers.
It looks like it will start to snow soon.
Snowy days will bring great difficulties to road construction.
Therefore, after the winter this year, their road construction work will be suspended for a period of time until the spring of next year.
Restart work.
With these Yanerfei, they can ride Yanerfei back by themselves.
The whole way back has been built with cement roads.
Riding Yanerfei will naturally be much easier and faster than not riding Yanerfei. a lot of.
As for Luo Yong, when he comes back this time, he will stay at home until the spring of next year.
This made the children at home very happy.
They followed each other all day long.
Even if Luo Yong looked a little stinky in the first two days when he got home, the children in his family were not afraid.
Anyway, as long as they did nothing wrong.
Regardless of whether he is in a good or bad mood, he will not be cruel to them, and even if he does something wrong, he will not be particularly cruel.
Their brother is not scary at all.
"Brother, we are still picking peppers today."
Early that morning, Liulang Qiniang and the two younger ones went to Luo Yong's house again.
"Well" Luo Yong turned over and didn't want to talk to them.
In fact, he wanted to sleep with the door bolt locked, but that way, these two guys would have to knock on the door early in the morning, and then Luo Yong would have to get up and open the door for them.
Instead of doing that, it would be better to let them push it open by themselves.
The door is open.
The door panels at this time were not as detailed as the door panels of later generations.
Like the door panel of Luo Yong's room, it got stuck in the door frame after closing.
It took some effort to push it open.
Besides, there were two big dogs in the yard. , Luo Yong slept very peacefully anyway.
"Brother, let's make pancakes today."
The two little ones took off their shoes and got on the kang, crawling all over Luo Yong's body.
"No more pancakes."
Luo Yong said with a yawn.
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The glutinous rice noodles were deep-fried and filled with alum, so Luo Yong didn't want them to eat too much.
"So what are we eating today?"
Rokuro asked, pulling Luo Yong's arm.
"I don't know" it was early in the morning and he hadn't even woken up yet.
"Brother, let's eat pancakes and pancakes," Qiniang discussed with him.
"No" Luo Yong hummed.
"Let's eat some pancakes," Liulang said, tugging at his brother's sleeve.
"No."
Luo Yong turned over again, lying on the kang, burying his head in the pillow and continuing to sleep.
"Brother"
"Brother, let's eat pancakes."
"brother" "Brother, you fell asleep again" Luo Yong lay there motionless.
The two little ones felt a little bored.
They rolled on the bed and found a comfortable place to lie down.
After a while, they both started to yawn.
The three of them slept until three o'clock in the morning.
The four mothers and five young men did not call them when they got up.
Everyone said that my brother had a hard time building the road on the Guannei Road.
Within a few months, everyone was dark.
He has grown a lot, but he seems to have become a little taller and stronger.
When the Ma family drove the bullock cart to deliver rice, Luo Yong and the others had just gotten up and were sitting in the room of the grocery store, eating corn porridge and vegetable pancakes.
"Why is there white rice coming again this year?"
Hearing that the other party was here to send white rice, Luo Yong was also a little surprised.
Last year he sold the rice seeds from Champa Rice to the Ma family, so Ma Feiyang and the others sent white rice last autumn and winter.
Luo Yong I’m not surprised that it’s given to me again this year.
"It's not much.
Shiro and Jiulang are still on Shannan Road and haven't come back, so the family asked me to send them to them."
The person who spoke looked like a steward of the Ma family.
"Why are you so polite?"
Luo Yong said with a smile.
"It's not much."
The man said, "There are only two bags of white rice, and the ones below are all paddy.
When you want to eat, you can pound it yourself.
It should be pounded early, otherwise it will go bad later."
The two men helped the Luo family move the cart of rice into the house, but refused to stay any longer.
They said goodbye to Luo Yong and then drove the ox cart back.
Since the cement road from Xipo Village to Lishi County was built, the time between the two places has been shortened a lot.
The distance that used to take more than half a day to complete can now be reached in less than half a day. , they went back at this time, and when they arrived in Lishi County, it should be still early.
Looking at the pile of rice, Luo Yong thought for a while and said to Liulang Qiniang and the others: "We won't eat pancakes today.
Brother, I will make something new with you."
When "Qian" mentioned new foods, the two children became excited.
"You two go get two liters of beans and soak them first."
Luo Yong said to them.
"Brother, let's make some delicious food."
Siniang also came in at this time.
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"Douzhe."
Luo Yong said.
"What is Douzhe?"
These children all looked curious.
"You will know when I do it."
Luo Yong squatted down to wrap a bag of rice, removed a thin thread from the mouth of the bag, and poured it into a pottery urn by the wall.
This pottery urn was originally used to hold rice.
Earlier, all the rice in his family was sold by Siniang and the others.
Then this pottery urn was empty, but it was not dirty.
Siniang even wiped it once a few days ago. .
"Brother, the beans are soaked."
Liulang and Qiniang came back within two minutes of leaving.
"But put it on the kang for soaking?"
Luo Yong asked them.
"Yeah."
The two men nodded.
My brother had already told them that if they wanted to soak the beans faster, they had to put them on the bed to soak them because there was heat there.
"Then you bring a wooden basin over and let's soak the white rice in it as well."
Luo Yong said again.
"Oh."
The two little ones went away again.
The beans are soaked and the rice is soaked, and then we wait for these two things to soak and grind them into pulp.
Luo Yong went to the sheep house to talk to people.
The two little ones at home were guarding the two wooden basins, one large and one small, waiting eagerly.
Brother said that the rice should be soaked until it can be twisted with hands.
In order to grind it, they would take out a grain of white rice from the basin and try it again and again.
The longer they waited, the slower they felt the time passed.
Finally, when it got dark and my brother came back from outside, the two of them said to him: "Brother, this rice hasn't been soaked yet."
"Let me take a look."
Luo Yong went over and took a look.
It seemed to be almost done.
He reached out and picked up a grain of white rice and tried it.
It was indeed a little harder, but it was almost ready for grinding.
If it didn't work, just grind it one or two more times.
That night, Luo Yong lit a torch in the yard.
The brothers and sisters first ground rice milk, then ground soy milk, and then baked the beans in the room at the entrance of the yard.
Luo Yong's technique is really not very good.
The baked beans come in all shapes, but the taste is quite good.
The freshly baked beans are still in the shape of pancakes.
After they are cooled and cut into pieces, they will turn into filaments. , this douzhe is eaten in the same way as vermicelli.
It can be boiled, stir-fried, and used in hot pot, but the texture is softer than vermicelli.
At this time, the newly baked douzhe was hot.
The children at home rolled it up with pickles and ate it.
They could eat several in one sitting.
At the beginning, they could eat one when Luo Yong baked one, and they could eat one after Luo Yong baked another.
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Eat another one, and your stomach will feel like a bottomless pit.
"Ouch, I can't eat anymore."
Wulang rolled on the bed with his belly in his arms.
"Ouch, I can't eat anymore."
Liulang also followed his brother's example and rolled on the bed with his belly in his arms.
"I can't eat anymore.
There are still a lot of them here," Luo Yong joked with them.
"I can't eat anymore, brother, let's wait until tomorrow to eat."
Qiniang looked at the large vat of rice milk and soy milk, and suddenly felt that her stomach was even more full, and she immediately begged for mercy.
"I can't eat anymore, I can't eat anymore," Rokuro was also shouting there.
"Idiot, who told you to finish eating in one meal?"
Si Niang sat on the edge of the Kang, holding a hot bean roll with pickles in her hand, biting it slowly.
It was delicious, but it was too expensive.
It took so much white rice, so there was only so much beans left.
So a little bit, it would be nice if you could put more beans in it.
"Brother, can you make this and save it for tomorrow?"
Wulang also came over at this time.
"Yeah."
Luo Yong was currently using a wooden spatula to shovel the bean paste into the pot.
The white rice they had here was really expensive these days, so if the bean paste was burnt, he would be distressed.
"After it cools down, cut it into shreds, put it on a bamboo basket to dry and put it away.
You can cook or fry it later."
After scooping up a tofu fold, Luo Yong used a piece of pig skin to wrap it in Wipe the pot.
"Is it delicious?"
Several pairs of eyes looked at him with bright eyes.
"It's delicious."
Luo Yong nodded.
"Gudu."
The children swallowed again.
Just now, he complained that he was too full.
Now that Luo Yong said it was delicious, he became greedy again.
Luo Yong felt that they would probably have to have another round after a while.
When tomorrow comes, he really doesn’t know if there will be anything left.
How many beans have been folded?
If the Luo family's current economic conditions were not good, they would probably eat them up and scream.
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