With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era
Chapter 421 New Briquette Machine
At this time, Shen Xiaochu's mood had stabilized and he told his father what happened in detail.
It was a matter of innocence, and she didn't dare not go into details.
First, she agreed to cooperate with her cousin in the drama of a hero saving a beauty, pretending that she was being bullied by a group of gangsters, in order to give Xue Ming a chance to make meritorious deeds.
Shen Zhenming said that Xue Ming was carrying the punishment of probation. Although the child's behavior was funny, he was well-intentioned.
Xue Ming stroked Dahuang's head with a sullen face and decided to find a way to remove the punishment as soon as possible, otherwise the group of interns would continue to behave like monsters.
Shen Xiaochu continued to tell the story, "My cousin and I were caught by Xue Ming. Xue Ming taught my cousin and the others a lesson and even beat me."
"You deserve to be beaten. You are so young. Why are you doing such crooked things?"
Shen Zhenming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Don't call Director Xue's name, call him Uncle Xue."
"No, I'll call him Xue Ming, he's one year older than me."
Shen Xiaochu suffered from princess disease and continued to tell the story with a pout.
After being slapped by Xue Ming, she wanted to take revenge, so she pestered Xue Ming to send her home.
Then he ran into the woods and hid, preparing to make Xue Ming anxious and angry all night.
In the early morning, I was suddenly awakened by the sound of dogs barking. When I opened the door, I saw a big yellow dog and a big wild boar confronting each other.
The big wild boar was angered by the big yellow dog, and the two sides chased each other for a long time. The wild boar knocked down the forest guard hut with one head.
Then she was buried in the house, and then she heard gunfire again, and then Xue Ming opened the thatch stick and rescued her.
After the story was told, everyone exclaimed, and Shen Zhenming couldn't help but feel very good because he had preserved the woman's innocence.
Holding Xue Ming's hand tightly: "Thank you, brother Xue, for saving your life. Xiao Chu is ignorant and has caused trouble to you. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
"This child is a bit naughty, please take care of him, Brother Shen."
Xue Ming could no longer put on airs. After all, he still had to ask Shen Zhenming to help buy coal.
Shen Xiaochu made a face, ran to Dahuang and knelt down to look at the wild boar, carefully touching the wild boar's tusks.
"Brother Xue, you can't carry such a big wild boar alone. Can you help you carry it away and give us some of the meat?" the bearded militiaman chuckled.
Everyone looked at Xue Ming with a smile, but Xue Ming shook his head and refused.
Not to mention just one wild boar, a hundred pigs can also be taken away in the space.
"I know how to kill pigs. Brother Xue, do you think this will work? The guys will kill the pigs for you, and you can sell the pork to everyone at a fair price." Shen Laosan, a bearded man, continued to discuss.
"Instead of parity, just follow the pork price in the department store. Add 40 cents to a pound of pork stamps to buy a pound of wild boar meat. What do you think?" Shen Zhenming asked Xue Ming.
Xue Ming felt that it was not good. Wild boar was more expensive than domestic pork. However, it was unrealistic to take the wild boar away in this situation. These old men would definitely not give up.
"I will keep 50 kilograms of meat, and the rest can be transferred to everyone. No meat coupons for 80 cents per kilogram." Xue Ming said.
"Okay! The third child will go back to the base to kill the pig!" Shen Zhenming hurriedly gave the order for fear that Xue Ming would regret it.
"Comrades, let's lift the pig." Shen Laosan danced happily, and a group of strong men lifted up the wild boar and left quickly.
Everyone took turns carrying the pigs to Shen Zhenming's home in the family courtyard of the Coal Industry Bureau, and set up a large pot to boil hot water in preparation for killing the pigs.
People from the family courtyard who got the news came to join in the fun, and soon the courtyard was filled with people.
Shen Zhenming immediately closed the door. This one pig was not enough for everyone to share. The more people came, the less meat they would share.
"Old Shen opens the door. If you have good things, you can't keep them to yourself."
"Open the door quickly, Old Shen, we also want to have a try."
A group of people were banging on the door outside.
Shen Zhenming was worried that if they demolished the courtyard wall, they would only be able to open the door and many people would flood in.
Xue Ming was already used to this kind of scene. He felt bored and wandered in the yard. Suddenly he saw a piece of briquettes in the northeast corner of Shen's house.
My mind suddenly went back to the past. In my previous life in the 1980s and 1990s, I always accompanied my father to pound briquettes.
Every time I pounded briquettes, my father would always get so tired that his back ached and he would lie in bed without wanting to eat.
Next to the briquettes is a pile of coal lumps, and next to them is a pile of loess and a hammer.
My father would smash the coal with a hammer, mix the coal powder and loess in a ratio of one to three, add water and stir it into a muddy coal powder.
Then he pounded the briquettes with briquettes. Xue Ming looked carefully and couldn't find the briquettes. Instead, he saw a bad briquettes in the corner.
A cylindrical steel tube looks like a pot with 12 steel rods welded in it, like the plum blossom piles used in Shaolin Temple for practicing martial arts.
So this bad briquette machine is like putting plum blossom piles into a tube pot, which looks a bit funny.
"You seem to be very interested in briquettes. Don't your family burn coal for cooking?" Shen Xiaochu tilted his head and looked at Xue Ming.
"My family burns wood. A few days ago, my wife burned wood and injured her eyes. I plan to buy coal." Xue Ming said.
"Then you definitely don't know how to pound briquettes. I'll teach you." Shen Xiaochu went to the corner.
Take the bad briquette machine to the coal slime, and use the mason's tile knife to pound the briquettes and add coal slime.
Then he picked up a round steel plate with 12 round holes, which fit right through the briquettes and hit the 12 plum blossom piles.
Then she picked up the hammer and hit the round steel plate hard. She hit it five or six times and took off the round steel plate. Then she turned the briquettes over and placed them on the ground.
There are two ears on the briquettes. Hold the two ears with both hands and carefully lift them up. Soon a lotus root-shaped briquette appears on the ground.
"How is it? Have you learned it?" Shen Xiaochu looked arrogant, and his white hands were already covered with slime.
"I've lost my studies. The efficiency of pounding briquettes like this is too low. Don't you have that kind of briquette machine at home?" Xue Ming couldn't help scratching his head.
"This is the briquette machine. Everyone uses it to pound briquettes." Shen Xiaochu said, pointing to the "tube pot with plum blossom piles" on the ground.
Xue Ming shook his head. This was not the briquette machine in his memory.
Pounding briquettes is already very tiring, and using such an inefficient tool can tire people to death.
"The kind of briquette machine you're talking about? I've seen this kind of machine before. Try it." Shen Xiaochu chuckled.
"Thank you, I don't want to try." Xue Ming knew more advanced tools, and of course he was not in the mood to use such an old antique.
He sneaked out of Shen's house quietly on the pretext of going to the public restroom, found a deserted place to enter the space, returned to the collection and took out two taels of silver.
He came to the yard holding silver dollars in both hands and said, "Brother Space, bring me a briquette machine that was common in the 1980s and 1990s."
The silver dollar disappeared into space, and a brand new briquette machine suddenly appeared next to it.
Xue Ming smiled. This was his father’s brand of briquette machine. This was the thing that had accompanied his father for thirty years.
Until new energy sources such as rice cookers, induction cookers, and natural gas become popular, briquettes will no longer be used for cooking at home.
The briquette machine, which was older than Xue Ming, was sold by his father as scrap metal.
There is a booklet next to the briquette machine, which records the design drawings and design parameters of the briquette machine. Xue Ming moved to a bench and took a closer look.
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