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By the time they finished building the wall, the weather had begun to get colder, and Chen Qiao could finally start the cat winter as he wished, serving rabbits, wild boars and the like at home every day.
There is plenty of food in the warehouse, including corn, taro, and some dried meat. In the first few days, he felt that his life was very comfortable, but after a long period of leisure, he became a little impatient and always wanted to fiddle with something to eat.
This corn can actually be ground into corn flour, but this millstone is not easy to make. He felt tired just thinking about it, so he put it aside for the time being.
Just when he was bored and idle, Ada came to his door. This Ada usually didn't go out much, but now he came to see Chen Qiao for serious business. And her arrival really surprised and delighted Chen Qiao.
Looking at the round and black thing in Ada¡¯s hand, Chen Qiao couldn¡¯t help but admire, this is really a happy iron pot!
It turned out that Ada had always known that Chen Qiao wanted such a thing. He had asked Ada before if he could make such a mold. Later, when the village was making some iron tools, Chen Qiao taught Kevin and Kevin the process of making iron. Several other men in the tribe. He was just trying to save trouble, but everyone was still grateful in their hearts.
When the wall was built, Ada remembered this. It doesn¡¯t take much effort to make a mold anyway. It just requires trial and error and requires more effort. After she finished making the pottery, she simply asked Kevin to cast the iron pot and send it over.
At this point, Chen Qiao's iron pot dream finally came true. He left Ada at home to eat, and then went to the kitchen in a hurry. Baya thought for a moment and asked Dilla to call Kevin over. .
Chen Qiao peeled off the skin of a small pot of taro, cut it into small pieces and put it in a clay pot to cook. He added a few pieces of bacon with bones into it, then added a few slices of ginger, and then simmered it there slowly.
Killed the oldest rooster, neatly removed the feathers and disemboweled it, leaving all the internal organs aside for the time being, and just chopped the whole thing into pieces for later use. Grab two handfuls of chestnuts, cut each one with a kitchen knife, cook it on the stove, and then it will be easy to shell it when you bring it up. I cut most of the ginger and got some spicy grass.
??Take a few pieces of chicken skin that are particularly fat on the rooster, fry them in a pan with some oil, put some into a bowl, and stir-fry other vegetables later. Put the ginger in the pot, then pour all the chestnut chicken pieces in and stir-fry. While frying, add some of the most concentrated wine at home. Stir-fry until the meat starts to turn red and the aroma fills the room. Pour two large bowls of water in. Cooking.
He cracked five eggs here. Scrambled eggs were a dish he once felt like vomiting after eating, but he missed it very much in the past few years. In such a cold weather, there were no green onions, but he didn't mind at all.
After a while, Kevin also arrived, carrying a large piece of goat meat in his hand. Chen Qiao took over and cut part of it to make a plate of stir-fried mutton, and kept the rest for making "discuss".
It was cold now, so they all ate in the house. They moved a few stones to build the house, put the discus on top, and heated it with red-hot charcoal below.
Chen Qiao brought the prepared dishes to the table one by one, which made several men in the room salivate extremely.
First, there is a can of stewed taro, which is common in their home and not a rare thing in their village. Next was a large plate of chestnut roast chicken. This was Chen Qiao's first time cooking it for them, so it was quite anticipated. Then there is a plate of scrambled eggs. The golden ones look very good, ordinary but classic. The last thing that came was a plate of stir-fried pork. The thinly sliced ??meat was paired with thin shreds of ginger. It smelled particularly fragrant. And, of course, there¡¯s the ¡°discus,¡± a constant theme in their home.
Of course, to have food, there must be wine, and there are still quite a few jars left in their cellar.
With wine and food, it¡¯s natural to have a good time. When the atmosphere was pushed to a new level, Kevin announced the news that Ada was pregnant.
It is said that it was just discovered not long ago, and the baby will probably be born next fall. He was extremely happy to be a father, but he had always refused to drink more because he was worried that getting Ada drunk and having to take care of him would tire her out. What a good man.
Chen Qiao got up early the next morning. She didn¡¯t do anything but smiled at their iron pot. What are you going to make for dinner next? What a happy worry.
But soon, Chen Qiao had no time to take care of the iron pot. Because Maisie is sick.
This child is usually fine and can run and jump, but this morning he refused to get up. When Chen Qiao entered the room, he saw him crying on the bed and thought he had quarreled with Dilla. But later I slowly discovered thatBy the way, Maisie's face was a little flushed, and she looked lethargic. After wiping her forehead, the temperature was quite high.
So he immediately told Baya about this, and without saying a word, Baya went out to collect herbs with the basket on her back.
What should we do next? Dilla was so anxious that she walked around the room. In this world without hospitals and medicines, fever is also very dangerous, not to mention that the child is still so young.
He could only take a piece of soft animal skin, dip it in water and apply it on Maisie¡¯s forehead, hoping to lower the temperature.
But he waited all day and saw no improvement in Maisie. Dilla sensiblely prepared the meal and brought it in for him, but he just took a few bites.
When Baya came back, the father and son were sitting by Maixi's bed, Dilla was wiping her tears, and Chen Qiao was expressionless. They boiled the herbs they had just collected and fed them to Maixi to drink. Then the three of them sat around the bed together. Maixi was already so feverish that she started talking nonsense, crying and making noises
After waiting in fear until the middle of the night, Maixi¡¯s fever finally subsided and she gradually fell asleep peacefully. Chen Qiao asked Dilla to sleep with his father in another room, while he went directly to Maixi's bed for easy care.
Although Maixi has recovered from her illness, her body is still weak. Recently, he has been in poor spirits and his appetite is not good. Chen Qiao tried his best to make him eat more.
Inspired by his father's love, Chen Qiao finally began to seriously consider the millstone. He has no shortage of tools such as chisels and hammers. All he needs to do is find a suitable stone and start working on it slowly.
Stones are not difficult to find. The men in the village always know where to find good stones. Chen Qiao only needs to briefly tell what kind of stones he wants, and they will bring two pieces directly to his house that afternoon.
Making stone mills is a hard work. Chen Qiao has no foundation and even limited knowledge of stone mills, so it is not easy to do it. But for his son, he has to work hard!
He banged for a while. Baya came over and asked him what he was going to do. Then he took the tool and started banging. The speed is indeed much faster than Chen Qiao
Sometimes when Baya is tired, Chen Qiao will come over and tap a few times. While Baya is tapping, Chen Qiao will also give some advice. While he was pounding stones, Chen Qiao also made iron and wood accessories.
Both sides are done. Once combined, the stone mill is ready. It takes a total of four and a half days.
I thought it might be difficult to use the stone grinder for the first time, but the result was unexpected. The corn flour ground out was quite fine.
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