Back to the Three Kingdoms and become a python

"Well, I will." Lin Bei nodded, he also wanted to get in touch with these three historical figures, and said again: "By the way, what about Sun Ning?"

The yam has been brought back, and we are waiting for Sun Ning.

Bian Ji said with a speechless expression: "Master Sun left the school the day before yesterday and said he would go to Xishan Township before returning, but when I came back, Master Sun was still on the way to the school from Xishan Township. I have to spend the night in the wild again tonight...According to the reports of some small officials, Mr. Sun is a little less clear..."

Lin Bei was a little dumbfounded. The round trip from Xishan Township to the school was only sixty miles away, and he didn't make it there for two days and two nights?Is it better to walk faster than this?This Mr. Sun is really a wonderful thing.

Chapter 127 Pancakes

Day two.

Lin Bei and his party came to the school.

The peasants had already gone to work and were busy. Lin Bei wanted to take a look at Xu Shu and the three of them, but learned that the three of them were still sleeping.

"My lord." An Zhongzhi said with a smile to Lin Bei: "Yesterday, the three of Shan Fu were drunk by the folk husbands. They were already drunk when they were helped back, and they still haven't woken up. My lord, I'm going to take the three of them now." called?"

The three of Xu Shu are already a special group in the civil society, and now they don't have to do anything, so An Zhongzhi didn't call them early in the morning.

"Forget it, let's wait until they wake up. Let's go and see the biogas pool. Are all the things I want ready?"

"It's ready, my lord really sympathizes with them." An Zhong didn't forget to praise them.

Lin Bei has been able to ignore this kind of praise, but feels that An Zhongzhi is more and more like Sun Ning's harassing tendency.

There was no one around the biogas pit. After Lin Bei caught the night watchman sleeping last time, An Zhongzhi paid close attention to this matter. He felt that the night watchman was unreliable, so he simply issued a strict order to the civilian husbands, strictly prohibiting these civilian husbands from approaching. Although they don't understand what it means, but the biogas tank is now just like a graveyard, there is nothing weird about it, and the peasants will not come here out of curiosity, which saves a lot of worry.

Lin Bei walked around the biogas pool and felt the temperature in the lower pool. After thickening, Lin Bei's sensing ability didn't feel warm anymore. He sniffed the plug of the thin iron pipe and it was tightly sealed. , not a little breathable.

It has been four days since the biogas pool, and according to the current weather, a lot of biogas must have been produced in it.

If the biogas digester is successful, it will be the first time-transcending project left by Lin Bei in this era, which is enough to bring unpredictable and far-reaching influence to the people of this era, so Lin Bei was stunned for a long time, and wrote cautiously : "Bring the torch."

Cui Lan picked up the torch and stood beside Lin Bei, waiting for Lin Bei's order.

"Open the stopper."

An Zhong stepped forward and unscrewed the iron plug.

As soon as the iron plug was opened, Lin Bei heard the sound of dew gas, and at the same time, smelled the smell of marsh gas, and hurriedly said: "Light it up."

Cui Lan moved the torch to the top of the thin iron pipe, and then put it back, and then saw a faint blue fire burning at the mouth of the thin iron pipe, and the fire was not small. When it comes out of the thin iron pipe, it is full of momentum.

"Wow, can it really be lit?"

"It's still burning?"

Although Lin Bei had already talked about the efficacy of biogas, seeing it was not as good as seeing it. It was still inconceivable that even an ordinary iron pipe could catch fire.

Bian Ji leaned in front of the thin iron pipe, looked at it carefully with a startled expression, and finally clicked his tongue in admiration, and looked at Lin Bei: "My lord, this is a divine fire."

Lin Bei was speechless. He said it was biogas, and it was just science. You still have a magic fire?Lin Bei didn't bother to talk to him, Bian Ji's mind would sometimes go wild.

For 1 minute, 2 minutes, Lin Bei kept watching the fire.

The fire was quite stable, and it looked as if it could keep burning. Lin Bei was completely relieved now, and wrote back, "Where's the iron stove?"

After the biogas digester was built, Lin Bei had ordered An Zhongzhi to make an iron stove. The bottom of this iron stove was a clay stove, which was hollow and covered with a thin iron sheet, a bit like It is the kind of equipment that sells roasted sweet potatoes in modern times, but it must be much simpler.

An Zhong yelled, and one person brought the stove over. According to the instructions, he placed the iron stove on top of the thin iron pipe, and put a few stones under it. Iron sheets.

After a while, the thin iron sheet became hot to the touch. An Zhong dripped a few drops of water on it, and the water evaporated with a bang, "My lord, the temperature seems to be okay."

"Okay, Mrs. Feng, you come."

Mrs. Feng stood up, holding something like a magnified version of Zhuqingfly in her hand, using this thing to stir up the grease in a bowl next to it, knocking it on the iron plate, the grease melted quickly, and Mrs. Feng He quickly scooped up the batter in the wooden barrel next to it and poured it on the iron plate. Zhu Qingting scraped it twice to form a cake.

Seeing this, modern people are probably quite familiar with it, yes, this is making pancakes.

When building the biogas pit, Lin Bei was always thinking about how to maximize the effect of biogas. Lin Bei felt that it was a waste to use biogas for cooking and boiling water. If biogas can be integrated into every aspect of people's life, The biogas digester will spread quickly, and finally, Lin Bei thought about this pancake spread.

There is almost no technical process for pancakes, it is quite simple, anyone can do it after reading it once, and the most important thing is the cost of pancakes, if the cost is too high, pancakes cannot be popularized, so Lin Bei asked them to use Barley flour and soybean dregs, of which bean dregs still account for the majority, are eaten by the poorest people in this era, and those in a slightly more generous family will not eat them.

The thin pancakes were cooked quite quickly, almost in an instant, and everyone could smell a scent of oil, soybeans, and wheat. Mrs. Feng quickly took out an egg, smashed it, poured it Put it up, and then turn the pancake over. This side has been browned, and it looks very appetizing.

In the eyes of everyone, the first pancake came out of the pan, rolled into a ball and placed in a bowl.

Lin Beidao: "What do you think?"

"magic..."

"delicious..."

"It should look delicious."

Lin Bei was speechless and had to ask again: "I'm asking if this method can be popularized?"

"My lord, who is this biscuit for?" Bian Ji asked an important question.

"For some coolies in the county town." Lin Bei's position for pancakes is these people, for example, people who come to build roads are also in this category.

If Lin Bei doesn't care about food, these folk husbands are actually quite poor. They can hardly eat hot food every meal, and they always bring their own bread and other things. Many people can't even eat pickles. These people are very poor.

Bian Ji and the others thought about it, and Cui Lan answered first: "My lord, if this kind of bread is sold to those people, Cui Lan thinks it will be very promising. It’s really affordable.”

The most valuable thing about this pancake right now is actually eggs, fat and barley, but the fat is very little, and it is lard fat. One catty of barley ground wheat flour is enough to make a hundred pancakes, because bean dregs account for the majority, and then eggs, Eggs account for the bulk of the calculation, but this egg can be replaced by wild eggs, and pheasants lay more and more frequently than domestic chickens, so the cost is really low. If you have to say anything else, the stove is worth it One, but the stove is only worth a little money for the layer of iron on the top, everything else is mud, everywhere.

Of course, this biogas is still the only one, but biogas is not irreplaceable, it can be replaced with charcoal, which is why Lin Bei asked Mrs. Feng to keep the charcoal. Lin Bei considered that there are many mountains and trees in Nanyue, so there may be no shortage of charcoal , but there are fewer mountains and trees in the Central Plains, and people there can use biogas. In this way, biogas digesters have been promoted, and pancakes have also been promoted. .

Chapter 128 An Important Step

Mrs. Feng saw that everyone was discussing, but no one ate the noodle cake she made, and suddenly she complained, whether it is good or whether it can be sold to others, you have to try the taste of this noodle cake, right?

Taking advantage of people not paying attention, Mrs. Feng secretly tore a piece of noodle cake from the bowl and put it in her mouth.

"Listening to what you guys said, I just want to try how it tastes." Mrs. Feng blushed.

Bian Ji laughed: "That's right, we all forgot the taste of noodles, Mrs. Feng, how does this taste?"

With Bian Ji's rescue, Mrs. Feng was no longer embarrassed. After chewing a few times, her face brightened: "I think it's delicious, everyone should try it."

There are quite a few people, but there is only one pancake, so everyone must not be able to eat it. Bian Ji, An Zhongzhi and Cui Lan tasted it first, but Lin Bei didn't eat it. He cared more about other people's tastes. Too much.

"Well, it's quite delicious. I thought adding bean dregs would definitely not taste good, but I didn't expect it to taste very good." Cui Lan nodded first.

Bian Ji also nodded and praised: "Crispy and delicious, my lord, this thing is very good."

An Zhongzhi also agreed.