After Luo Yong came back from outside this time, the first thing he did was to arrange the production of Eucommia ulmoides.

Before the seeds of Eucommia ulmoides matured, they first picked Eucommia ulmoides leaves on a small scale. After the seeds of Eucommia ulmoides matured this year, large-scale picking began. Not only the leaves, but also some tender branches were picked back to ferment and make glue.

The fermentation rate at room temperature was not fast enough, so Luo Yong asked someone to build a fermentation pond in several abandoned cement kilns.

In the past, when their cement workshop business was the most prosperous, dozens of cement kilns were built, but now most of them are idle. Like the large earth kilns that are almost as tall as a house, the insulation effect is particularly good. Build a fermentation pond there, and then heat it appropriately, which can greatly increase the fermentation speed.

Most of the Eucommia ulmoides produced before were supplied to Zhao Chen and others. After all, the production of canned pears is very seasonal. In addition, Luo Yong also asked the craftsmen to start researching the production of Eucommia ulmoides wheels.

Finally, everyone worked together to make several wheels. After considering the cost and performance, Luo Yong chose a kind of inner tube with light and soft wood, and then used Eucommia glue as the outer tire wheel, and let everyone gradually start to start production.

Yan Erfei, who installs this kind of wheel, then apply tung oil on the body for waterproofing, it will not affect the use even in rainy and snowy weather.

The first batch of Yan'erfei made by this method, Luo Yong asked several disciples to catch up with the ox cart, followed Zhao Chen and his team to deliver the canned food, and gave these Yan'erfei to the disciples and workers who were building roads in the inner road.

It is about to start snowing soon, and snowy days will cause great difficulty for road construction. Therefore, after the beginning of winter this year, their road construction work will be suspended for a while and will be restarted after the beginning of spring next year.

With these Yan'erfei, they can ride Yan'erfei back by themselves. They have built cement roads all the way back. Naturally, riding Yan'erfei is much easier than not, and the speed will be much faster.

Luo Yong here, when he comes back this time, he will stay at home until the beginning of spring next year.

This made the children in the family very happy. My brother and brother followed each other all day long. Even if Luo Yong looked a little stinky in the two days after he arrived, his children were not afraid. Anyway, as long as they did not do anything wrong, my brother would not be aggressive to them no matter whether they were in a good mood or not, and even if they did something wrong, they would not be particularly fierce. My brother is not scary at all.

"Brother, we are still picking peppers today." Early in the morning that day, Liulang Qiniang and the two young men ran to Luo and went to the house again.

"Um..." Luo Yong turned over and didn't want to pay attention to them.

In fact, he also wanted to put the door bolt in and go to bed, but that way, these two guys had to come and knock on the door early in the morning, and then Luo Yong had to get up and open the door for them. Instead of doing that, it would be better to just let them push the door open by themselves.

At this time, the door panel was not as detailed as the door panels in later generations. For example, Luo Yong's door panels in this room were stuck in the door frame after closing them. It took some effort to push them open. Besides, there were two big dogs in the yard, Luo Yong had a very stable sleep anyway.

"Brother, are we still making pancakes today?" The two little ones took off their shoes and went to the kang and crawled around Luo Yong.

"I won't eat pancakes." Luo Yong said, yawning. The croquette was fried and alum was added. Luo Yong didn't want them to eat too much.

"Then what are we going to eat today?" Liulang asked, pulling Luo Yong's arm.

"I don't know..." He hadn't woken up early in the morning.

"Brother, let's eat pancakes..." Qi Niang discussed with him.

"No..." Luo Yong hummed.

"Eat pancakes..." Liulang pulled his brother's sleeve and said.

"No..." Luo Yong turned over again, lay on the kang, buried his head in the pillow and continued to sleep.

"Brother..."

"Brother, eat pancakes..."

"Brother..."

"Brother, are you asleep again?"

Luo Yong lay there motionless.

The two little ones felt a little bored, so they rolled on the kang and found a comfortable place to stay together. After a while, they all started yawning.

The three of them slept until midnight. When Siniang and Wulang got up, they didn't call them. Everyone said that it was hard for Brother to build roads in Guannei Road. After a few months of going out, he became much darker, but his size seemed to have become a little taller and stronger.

When the Ma family drove the ox cart to deliver rice, Luo Yong and the others had just gotten up and were sitting in the grocery store room, eating vegetables and pancakes with corn porridge.

"Why is there white rice coming here again this year?" Luo Yong was also a little surprised when he heard that the other party was here to deliver white rice. Last year, he sold the rice seeds of Chameng rice to the Ma family, so last autumn and winter Ma Feiyang and others sent white rice here, Luo Yong was not surprised, why did he deliver it again this year?

"It's not much. Silang and Jiulang are still in Shannan Road and have not come back, so they asked me to send them to him." The man said, looking like a manager of the Ma family.

"Why do you need to be so polite?" Luo Yong said with a smile.

"There is not much." The man said: "There are only two bags of white rice, and the rice is all under it. You should pound it yourself when you want to eat it. It will be pounded early, and you will be afraid that it will be broken later."

The two of them helped the Luo family move the cart of rice and rice into the house, but refused to keep it for a long time. They said goodbye to Luo Yong, and immediately drove the ox cart back.

Since the cement road from Xipo Village to Lishi County was repaired, the time between these two places has been shortened a lot. The journey that used to take more than half a day to complete, but now it only takes less than half a day to arrive. When they go back at this time and arrive in Lishi County, it should be still early.

Looking at the pile of rice and rice, Luo Yong thought for a while and said to Liulang Qiniang and others beside him: "We won't eat pancakes today. Brother, I'll make the same new food as you."

"What?" When it comes to new food, both children are excited.

"You two will go and get two liters of beans first," Luo Yong said to them.

"Brother, what food do you want to cook?" Si Niang also came in at this time.

"Douzhe." Luo Yong said.

"What is Douzhe?" These children all looked curious.

"You will know when I do it." Luo squatted and wrapped a bag of rice, took off a thin thread at the mouth of the bag, and poured it into a pottery jar beside the wall.

This pottery jar was originally used to hold rice. Earlier, all the rice in his house was sold by Si Niang and the others. Then the pottery jar was empty and not dirty. Si Niang wiped it once a few days ago.

"Brother, the beans are ready!" Liulang Qiniang and the two came back in less than two minutes after going out.

"But put it on the kang and soak it?" Luo Yong asked them.

"Yeah!" The two nodded straight, and brother had told them a long time ago that if the beans wanted to soak faster, they had to soak them on the head of the kang because there was heat there.

"Then you bring another wooden basin and let's soak the white rice." Luo Yong said again.

"Oh." The two little ones jumped and went again.

The beans were soaked and the white rice was soaked, and then the two things were soaked so that they could be polished off and grinded.

Luo Yong went to the sheep shed to talk to people. The two small ones in the house were guarding two wooden basins, one big and one small, waiting eagerly. Brother said that the white rice should be soaked until it could be twisted open with his hands, so that they could grind it. From time to time, they would have to touch a grain of white rice from the basin to try it. After trying it, the more they waited, the more they felt that time was really slow.

After finally waiting until the sky got darker, my brother came back from outside, and the two of them said to him: "Brother, the rice has not been ready yet."

"Let me take a look." Luo Yong looked over and looked at it. It seemed that it was almost done. He reached out to pinch a grain of white rice and tried it. It was indeed a little harder, but it could be ground almost as good as it would. If not, just grind it one or two more.

On that night, Luo Yong lit a torch in the yard. The brothers and sisters first ground rice milk, then ground soy milk, and then fry beans in the room at the entrance of the yard.

Luo’s technique is really not very good. The beans that are baked are of any shape, but the taste is still pretty good. The beans that are just baked are still in the shape of cake. After cooling, they will be cut into silky shapes. This beans are similar to those of the vermicelli. They can be cooked, fried, and made into hot pot, but the taste is softer than that of the vermicelli.

At this time, the beans that had just been baked were hot. The children at home were rolling pickles and could eat several of them in one breath. At the beginning, they could eat one of Luo Yong's baked one, and they could eat one more Luo Yong's baked one more, and they would eat one more. Their belly was like a bottomless pit.

"Oh, I can't eat it anymore." Goro hugged his stomach and rolled on the kang.

"Oh, I can't eat it anymore." Liulang also rolled on the kang with his belly in his arms.

"I can't eat it now. There are still many here?" Luo Yong joked with them.

"I can't eat it anymore, brother, let's wait for it tomorrow." Qi Niang looked at the large bucket of rice and soy milk, and suddenly felt that her stomach was even more overwhelmed, so she immediately beg for mercy.

"I can't eat it anymore! I can't eat it anymore!" Liulang also shouted there.

"Idiot, who told you to finish your meal?"

Si Niang sat on the edge of the kang, holding a hot bean-fried pickled pickle in her hand, and slowly biting it. This thing is delicious, but it is too expensive. She needs to use so much white rice, so she can only put a little beans. It would be great if she could put more beans in.

"Brother, can you keep this for tomorrow to eat?" Goro also came over at this time.

"Yes." Luo Yong was wielding a wooden spatula to shovel beans in the pot. The white rice here is really expensive these days. If it is burned, he will feel distressed.

"After it is cool, cut it into shreds, put it on a basket and dry it and put it away. You can cook it or stir-fry it." After shoveling a bean and fold it, Luo used another piece of pig skin to wipe it in 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.

He just said he was too full, but when he heard Luo Yong say it was delicious, he became greedy again. Luo Yong felt that 80% of them would have to go on another round after a while. When tomorrow comes, I really don’t know how many beans I can get left.
Chapter completed!