I became an old man in my leisure time

Working? What is that? Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju never let her do these things. Reading

Miss Qin has been doing martial arts and reading since she was a child.

She can learn other arts, such as music, chess and painting, but she is not interested.

It is impossible to do chores.

Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju did not stop her, and her father did not allow his precious daughter to do such menial work.

Only Gu Ke would be so open and justified to let her do these things.

Gu Ke also noticed it, and put the water scoop and straw brush in front of her: "Do you want to flush water or brush the grinding wheel?"

Swish!

The young lady’s hand reached out like lightning and grabbed the straw brush: “I’ll use this.”

Gu Ke: “Okay, I’ll flush the water and you can brush it.”

Then…

“Hey, be gentle, brush the grinding wheel, don’t brush me.”

“Slow down, you’re not writing, brush it one by one, don’t miss it.”

“The grinding wheel is clean, brush the top.”

“There’s still a little here, and here. Okay, come on, use blood to dry them…”

Boom!

Gu Ke: ? ? ?

Miss Qin turned her head hesitantly, and her palm froze in the air: “Am I… too hard?”

Gu Ke looked at the grinding wheel that hit the wall of the workshop, fell back to the ground, bounced several times before reluctantly turning over and lying on the ground.

This poor guy was still emitting a little heat, and his color changed from gray to half gray and half black—the black ones were burned by the blood of the scorching sun.

After opening his mouth several times, he finally managed to utter a sentence: "Well, use less force next time, at most one tenth of this time."

"Oh." Miss Qin put her hand away and looked at the millstone again: "Is this broken?"

Gu Ke walked over and took a look: "It's not cracked, just a small piece is missing, it can still be used."

Just now, she didn't hit the millstone directly, but the blood and gas gushed out and lifted it.

The millstone hit the unbreakable workshop wall and a piece flew off, but the whole thing was not cracked, and the grinding surface was not missing, so it can still be used.

Gu Ke then pointed to the grinding table: "Come on, try again, remember one tenth."

Having said that, he stood honestly behind Miss Qin.

In this way, even if the grinding table bounces back, she can help block it.

Miss Qin's face was a little red, half ashamed and angry: Do you think I don't know what you are thinking!

Gritting her teeth, she glared at a coward, turned her head and slapped the grinding table again.

The hot blood swept slowly, and the wet grinding table dried quickly, and... did not move at all.

Gu Ke underestimated the control of blood and strength of the fifth-level master.

Miss Qin had never used blood to dry the stone mill before. She was just having fun just now and did it casually.

Even if Gu Ke didn't say it, she would not make the same mistake again.

Gu Ke was very satisfied. He found a pine branch, cut a short round stick in a few strokes, polished the surface with the black evil palm, and handed it to Miss Qin: "Use the softest blood to dry it, and the surface should be slightly charred, but not burned."

This time he said it in detail.

Miss Qin was not angry when she heard such a troublesome request, but became more interested.

Before, when her heart fire was strong, she really didn't dare to guarantee that the blood could be controlled so finely, but now she is very sure.

This is not like doing work, but more like a test and trial, which is also in line with her certain idea of ​​Gu Ke.

Taking the round pinewood short stick, her slender jade hands faintly flushed.

Gu Ke, who was standing next to her, felt the obvious heat radiating out, and was extremely impressed by the magic of Lieyang's blood: with this heat, it can be used as a human dryer, hair dryer, and iron, no worse than the multifunctional Bai Suqing.

The pinewood short stick was charred in just over ten seconds in the pair of scarlet jade hands.

Miss Qin stopped decisively and handed it back: "Is this okay?"

Gu Ke slightly broke it and nodded: "Just right."

This short stick was like it had been charred and hardened by fire, with much less moisture, and it was very hard, enough to be the axis of the grinding wheel.

Use the black evil palm again to polish off some of the charred layer on the surface, and put it into the central axis pit of the grinding table below, just enough to fit in.

The short stick protruded about an inch from the plane of the grinding seat, and Miss Qin grabbed the grinding wheel and put it down, so that the wooden stick just pushed into the central groove.

In this way, when the grinding wheel rotates, it will always overlap with the grinding table.

Gu Ke then used pine wood to make an L-shaped handle, with a square horizontally and a circle vertically, and inserted it into the square opening on the side of the millstone, and the stone mill was ready.

He called Juqin, who was watching eagerly and had an expression of "I want to play too", and said, "Go get a thin straw mat and purple wheat."

Juqin quickly brought the things.

Gu Ke put the thin straw mat under the stone mill and reached out to grab the handle of the millstone, but felt two pairs of hot eyes falling on him.

He sighed helplessly and let go and pushed away: "Sister Qin, you come to push the millstone, and Sister Ju, you come to put the purple wheat."

The two women immediately occupied the stone mill, as if they had obtained a treasure.

After a few seconds of fun, they discovered a key problem and turned their heads to see, "This, how to use it?"

If it were Meishuzhuqi, who had gone out to experience, at least had seen the scene of farmers using stone mills, there would be no problem.

And the two in front of them were only sixteen years old, and Juqin, the maid, was not yet ready to go out to experience.

Gu Ke resisted the urge to sigh and cover his face: "Sister Ju, put the purple wheat into the upper feed port, and Sister Qin, just turn the millstone."

The following situation was quite embarrassing.

Miss Qin didn't master the rhythm of rotation at first, and almost "pulled" the whole millstone and threw it out.

Juqin poured a lot of purple wheat at once, but it was scattered all over the floor by Miss Qin's violent milling.

After a moment of chaos, the two women finally got into the right track with Gu Ke's reminder and gestures.

It's not that they are stupid, they have never done it before, so they are a little unreliable at first.

In half a cup of tea, the powerful strength and control brought by martial arts training showed the expected effect.

Miss Qin turned the millstone with a humming sound, and Juqin could accurately put the purple wheat into the feed port with her arms that turned like a windmill.

The slightly purple wheat flour quickly flowed out from the gap under the millstone and fell on the thin straw mat below.

Gu Ke wanted to cover his face again: it's not that they did a bad job, but that they did it too well.

The donkeys in the production team would be silent when they saw it, and the warriors would cry when they saw it.

One turned it two times, the other turned it five times, and they were playing with the stone mill like a windmill.

Gu Ke secretly complained a few words, but still focused on his work, checking the efficiency of wheat flour and the coarseness of wheat flour.

Before the two guys who were having fun finished tossing dozens of kilograms of purple wheat, he got a rough result: the efficiency of wheat flour was indeed faster than he remembered, and the wheat flour was also finer.

From this point of view, the basic attribute of crushing +1 is still good.

But... that's it?

This is the attribute produced by the system, why is the effect so insignificant!