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Volume 1, Yan Cunzheng, Chapter 49: A stone mortar and pestle for thousands of families

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    "Youyou are talking nonsense. When have I ever lived like this!" The man called Xiao Si'er trembled. Zi Baifeng listened helplessly outside. Everyone in this village is ranked according to seniority.  Many people, including Baifeng, don't even know their names.  "Am I talking nonsense?" Si Gou looked like a villain. He snorted and kicked the table. Suddenly, the food he had just finished flew everywhere, and half of it fell on the little Si'er: "Don't  You think I don¡¯t know, and you speak ill of the scholar before and after you. I say, Xiao Sier, your family is as poor as a rotten pot. If the scholar hadn¡¯t risked his life to redress his grievances to the officials, your family would  Is there any place for this family to survive? They have long been starved to death. The food and drink in your family are not given by the scholar. You are still scolding the scholar behind your back.  , You can do it. I never noticed before that you are the kind of person who picks up chopsticks to eat and puts them down to scold you. This is a good trick. How can I not learn from it? The scholar said, live and learn.  If I don't learn, won't my four-legged knight become a lost dog? " "Who did you learn this mess from?" Zi Baifeng put his hand on his forehead.  But then I remembered that Si Gou, a lazy man, spent all day eating, drinking, and doing nothing. He would often go to the place where he lectured and listen to his own stories when he had nothing to do. He was a knight-errant, and he learned all the time.  He learned it here.  "I'm telling you, Xiao Si'er, don't be dissatisfied. For the rest of my life, I, Si Gou, will not be convinced by anyone else, but I will be convinced by Master Xiu Cai. My sister, if you dare to say bad things about Master Xiu Cai behind his back, you will be at odds with me.  , If you can't get along with me, then of course I will have trouble with you." This guy who only gets angry after eating and drinking, I really don't know where he learned his bad habits.  Zi Baifeng noticed that after Si Gou said this, Xiao Si'er didn't dare to say a word and just trembled on the ground. But Zi Baifeng also saw that the ink dots representing Xiao Si'er were magical.  The ground was dark, completely black, and beyond the black spots, there was a thin black circle, as if it was locked.  If you look carefully, the black circle outside is exactly the same as the gray scale of the four dogs.  Is this because my favorability level was forcibly increased?  No, this is not favorability, this is awe and obedience.  As long as they dare not get rid of the threat of the four dogs, they can only obey the same level as the four dogs.  "So it's still possible to play like this?" Zi Baifeng secretly wondered. In fact, he also understood that although the tiles presented looked quite like a game interface, it was just because he liked and was used to this kind of similar game interface.  .  In fact, what really needs to be paid attention to is that the time, place, people and people are favorable. ?? Let¡¯s not talk about the right time and place, people and people are one thing, but it may not necessarily be influence, it may be coercion, or it may be a high-pressure policy. In short, it is best to be able to obey voluntarily. If you cannot obey voluntarily, you can use some means.  Porcelain only looks at the results, not the means.  Of course, if you rely solely on high-pressure policies, it is impossible to always make the people truly come back, but for one or two unfamiliar white-eyed wolves, using some means is not a problem at all.  Not long after, the four dogs staggered out of the yard. Zi Baifeng had already hid aside. Seeing that the fourth son did not follow him and did not see him, he quickly waved his hands and said: "Four dogs, four dogs."  "Come here!" "Master Xiucai!" Seeing Zi Baofeng, Si Gou immediately ran over and said, "Master Xiucai! Are you back?"  Zi Baifeng smiled and nodded. He took out a piece of pastry he had brought from Mengcheng and planned to eat it as a midnight snack. He handed it to Si Gou and said, "Here it is for you." "I'm not a child.  "Seeing Zi Baifeng turn around and ride away on the donkey, Si Gou touched his head. This scholar of his is really confusing.  "It's delicious!" After taking a bite, it was sweet to his heart, and Si Gou smiled happily. It was not in vain that he helped the scholar, and the scholar was also thinking of himself.  I rewarded myself for being a bitch, and looked at the bird's-eye view in the porcelain tile. Most of the villagers in Xiayan Village were already as dark as ink. I was doing really well in Xiayan Village. The other few, well, they had their own four dogs.  Go beat them up. Zi Baifeng needs no explanation. Although Si Gou is a gangster, he is actually quite smart. Especially these days, I don¡¯t know if he hangs out with Qingshi and Zi Baifeng too much. He is much more flexible than before.  And the spiritual energy shrouding Xiayan Village has been torn open, especially near the bluestone, which has been completely dispersed.  This spiritual energy is the time of heaven.  If there is anything missing now, Zi Baifeng feels that it is the geographical location.  The geographical advantage here does not mean the terrain advantage - Xiayan Village is right at the foot of the mountain, and transportation is inconvenient, so there is no terrain advantage.? refers to various above-ground facilities.  Thinking back to the large-scale construction projects I had seen back then, I always felt that as a village leader, if I didn¡¯t build anything, I always felt that I didn¡¯t feel like being a village leader.  Since he came to Xiayan Village, Xiayan Village has been struggling with various crises, and the entire village has almost no development.  During this period of time, the number of wild animals in the nearby mountains has gradually increased, and the vegetation has become much lusher. The thin fields in the village are no longer so barren, and the several seasonal crops planted by the villagers are gradually producing good harvests.  , the villagers no longer worry about eating and drinking, and game and delicacies often appear on the dinner table. Now they are barely out of the line of hunger.  Don't talk about anything else, just talking about Little Stone, his big head is still the same, and his neck is also very thin, but his body finally has two ounces of flesh, and it is not so black, although it is still as dirty as a mud monkey,  It¡¯s not serious to go up mountains and water all day long.  When the grain harvest was done, Zi Baifeng could finally shout: "Damn it, I want to eat fine white flour!" These days, he eats brown rice and brown flour every day. Although he won't be unable to swallow it, he will fall off it when he eats it.  He was tired of eating Zhazi¡¯s steamed buns and pancakes. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As expected, you can deceive a man¡¯s heart, but you can¡¯t deceive his stomach!  When Zi Baifeng returned home, there were loud banging sounds in the yard. His father was pounding the wheat noodles. Xiao Shitou squatted aside with a small broom in his hand. After pounding the father a few times, the little stone knocked out the wheat inside.  The grains of flour were swept away, and the two puppies were spinning around at his feet. As soon as the father started pounding, he shrank aside in fear. When the father stopped pounding, he came around again and watched curiously.  This work is actually very hard. The pestle weighs more than ten and twenty kilograms. It takes half a morning to pound noodles for a family of four to eat for several days.  Sometimes my father would go to the mountains with the villagers during the day, and when he came back at night, he would pound the noodles naked until midnight. Zi Baifeng felt distressed when he saw this.  But Zijian was unwilling to let Zi Baifeng do these tasks - in fact, Zi Baifeng really couldn't do it. He tried it once and couldn't even pick up a pen for several days.  These days are getting better, and Si Gou and Zhu Zhu come back to help occasionally. However, Zijian is thin-skinned and does not want others to help, so he still works by himself.  If you don¡¯t want to pound the noodles, then you have to grind the noodles. There is a small stone mill in the village, but the manual stone grinding efficiency is also very low, and there are often people waiting in line, so the Zi family still grinds the noodles by themselves.  .  Zi Baifeng once planned to use the Demon Raising Technique to make a stone mortar for pounding noodles, but he had too many things to do and only had the energy to do it, so he couldn't keep busy.  Seeing his father working hard there, Zi Baifeng's thoughts suddenly became clear. He said, "Dad, I want to build a mill, a water-powered mill." "Water-powered mill?" Zijian was stunned for a moment and said.  : "How to build it? Where to build it?" In fact, when Zi Baifeng put forward some whimsical idea before, his first reaction was to oppose it, but now that his son's prestige is getting higher and higher, Zijian doesn't object much.  Opinion.  "I've already planned it." Zi Baifeng went into his room and took out a map, which he traced based on the one hanging in his study.  The small stream flowing next to the bluestone joins several small streams on the road. When it reaches Xiayan Village, it is already a small river. And a mile further down, the small river joins several other small rivers. This is  In the birthplace of the Meng River, although the water flow is not large, it is very fast, and there is water all year round. Zi Baifeng originally drew a line more than 100 meters below the intersection of the small rivers, but Yan Laowu did not agree to this at that time.  plan.  Now his son Baifeng brought up the old matter again, and he decided to convince the villagers no matter what.  "This location should be fine, but we don't know how to build a water-powered mill." Dad said, "We have to go to the city to ask someone to check it out." "It's so troublesome." Zi Baifeng took out another  He drew a drawing and said, "Look, dad, I roughly drew it. Is this easy to do?" Zi Baifeng is an armchair strategist. When it comes to masonry and carpentry, Zijian is the most capable, although Zi Baifeng's design drawings are not very professional.  , but couldn¡¯t bear the fact that Zijian was very experienced. He took it over and looked at it, and said, ¡°This shouldn¡¯t be difficult to do¡± ¡°Yes, it¡¯s not difficult to do in the first place!¡±  A water-powered mill is just a waterwheel, a transmission rod, and two upper and lower millstones, and then these three are connected together.  The reason for this is not difficult. Zibaifeng's design may be a bit taken for granted, and may have these or other disadvantages, but there is absolutely no problem in using it. If there are any problems, we can just improve it.  The biggest project here is to find a mason to carve out two holes.The large millstone must then be transported to the designated place.  "I'll go find the old man to discuss" Zi Baifeng got Zijian's approval and was immediately overjoyed. He could finally do something real and benefit the villagers. He had waited too long.
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