Wang Zhong has always been a resolute person, and he never delays the decisions he has made.

Ten days later, the work of plowing, topdressing, planting and transplanting seedlings was basically completed, and the work of preparing for the establishment of an oil-pressing workshop and a grain depot also officially began.

Time is precious, and there is no room for any delay. After all, Wang Zhong is a person who has led a large group of tens of thousands of people. In the past, when he was not showing off, he was kind to others and easy to talk to. But once he became serious, he was like a general who led troops to fight.

Likewise, when he opened his mouth, there was a majesty that could not be resisted and followed subconsciously.

Niu Dadan and Zhao Youtian took people into the mountains to cut trees. After repeated surveys and comparisons, Wang Zhong and Ma Renli decided on the location of the oil mill about 500 meters west of the village.

Since Wang Zhong planned to use water power to drive and reduce some manpower input, the choice of this location had to be carefully considered.

Wang Zhong specially chose the perfect location to connect to the irrigation system of Maixiang Village, using water power to create power and drive some equipment.

However, after the wood is chopped back, it cannot be used immediately. It must be left for a while to dry in the shade before processing.

Wang Zhong first led his people to renovate the warehouse that was originally left by the Ma family, and also dug a cellar under the grain warehouse.

Time passed by in a tense and busy manner. Wang Zhong had no intention of letting the villagers work in vain. How much work each person did every day was calculated in the form of points. He only waited for the residual oil workshop to be officially built.

After the oil is extracted and profits are made, material subsidies are given to the villagers based on these points.

Although they were just making big cakes like those black-hearted so-called 'entrepreneurs' in later generations, the villagers of Maixiang Village ate the big cakes painted by Wang Zhong very happily, and they still believed in Wang Zhong deeply.

There is no shortage of craftsmen in the village. There are three monkeys and others who make clay tiles, there are several carpenters such as Lao Ganbang, and the blacksmith Blind Lao Yin is also good at craftsmanship.

Midsummer is the hottest time of the year, but every one of the villagers seems to not know what it means to be hot or what it means to be tired. They dig foundations, dig ditches, build brick walls, build stoves, and forge iron hoops.

If you speed up the flow of time, you can see the same house-building videos that people see in the short video app on their mobile phones in the real world.

An oil-pressing workshop in the form of a triple courtyard was built covering an area of ​​several hundred square meters, with several warehouses and firewood sheds on the east and west sides, as well as a front and back yard and a large pool.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Master, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, should we make some mooncakes to eat?" Jiang Hongguo stood in front of the eucalyptus board, rolling out noodles, while Wang Zhongli played with his two sons on the Kang.

"Steam a pot of steamed buns! Didn't you buy mutton yesterday? Just steam a tray of big steamed buns stuffed with mutton. Our son likes to eat them." Wang Zhong's voice came from the back room.

"steamed stuffed bun!"

"steamed stuffed bun!"

"Eat buns!"

As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, two immature voices rang out immediately after.

"Can you let me make mutton buns for you?"

Ziping and Zi'an were just one year old and were able to walk. Now they are able to walk steadily on their own. The two brothers were playing on the kang in ecstasy. As soon as they heard the steamed buns, they sat up holding the kang table.

Wang Zhong came forward to ask for steamed buns.

"In a few days, the sweet potatoes in the fields will be harvested!" Jiang Hongguo skillfully cut the rolled noodles into thin strips with a big knife.

"It's time to harvest. We have planted a lot of sweet potatoes this year, so we should have a lot of harvest!" Wang Zhong sighed and said: "Unfortunately, the sweet potatoes can only be stored for half a year at most. Otherwise, we can expand the planting scale."

"It's not enough to save it for half a year!" Jiang Hongguo said: "Besides, didn't you say it's bad to eat too many sweet potatoes?"

"When the sweet potatoes are almost harvested, the corn and soybeans in the fields will be almost ripe." Wang Zhong said: "I've been very busy recently!"

"When the time comes, we will bring Zi Ping and Zi An over and let them experience the joy of harvest."

Jiang Hongguo smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that they will cause trouble for us?"

"How can you cause trouble!" Wang Zhong picked up Ziping, stretched his son's armpits, and held him in front of him: "Daping, your mother said you are causing trouble!"

"Dad! Hug!" Seeing his brother being picked up by his father, Zian next to him crawled over, grabbed Wang Zhong's clothes and stood up.

"Okay! Daddy hugs me!"

"By the way, the oil pressing workshop has been completed for several days. Have you discussed when you can officially start construction?" Jiang Hongguo's voice came from outside again.

"There's no hurry about this. The autumn harvest and autumn sowing are the most important things right now. We can start work after the autumn sowing is over."

Jiang Hongguo said with some anticipation: "I really want to see how the oil extraction machine extracts oil."

"We'll know then!"

After eating, Wang Zhong took the hatchet and went out.

At the entrance of the village, Niu Dadan, Zhao Youtian, Lao Ganbang, Three Monkeys, Blind Lao Yin, Ma Renli and others had just arrived.

“Here comes Party Secretary ‘Brother Big Chong’!”

Seeing Wang Zhong coming, everyone who was squatting or sitting stood up one after another and greeted Wang Zhong. After a while, people became angry, and everyone went into the mountains in groups.

Chopping firewood, harvesting, plowing, and topdressing, the entire Maixiang Village is like a continuously running machine, and the villagers are the various parts of the machine, working non-stop day in and day out.

In a blink of an eye, it was late September of the lunar calendar, and it was almost November of the solar calendar. The autumn sowing was over. Wang Zhong led seven strong men to the oil pressing workshop. There were seven junior cooperatives, one person from each cooperative, plus Wang Zhong.

, a total of eight people, ready to officially start pressing oil.

All the villagers who had nothing to do came to watch, and the oil mill was almost packed with people.

"Brother! What should we do?" He was talking about the Three Monkeys. Apart from Wang Zhong, he was the only one in the Second Society who was suitable.

"Extracting oil is divided into five steps: frying, grinding, steaming, stamping and pounding. Since this is our first time to extract oil, we will use my peanuts to test it first!" Wang Zhong said: "Let's fry the peanuts first to remove the moisture in them.

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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Niu DaDang has already led the people to bring in firewood, lit a fire, and everyone worked together to pour the peanuts into several custom-made large pots for frying.

After frying, the fried peanuts are crushed with a large water-driven roller. After the grinding, they are steamed in a pot, and then the cake base is made. Finally, a thick wooden stake suspended in mid-air is used to hit the wooden wedge and squeeze it.

Press the cake base to squeeze out the fat contained in the cake base.

The difficulty of extracting oil lies in the preparation of the cake base and the preliminary processing of raw materials. As for the final extraction of oil, it is just physical work.

"It's all taken care of!" Wang Zhong, only wearing a sleeveless coarse cloth vest, pulled up the wooden block, and the people moved along with it: "This oil extraction requires skill, not brute force. Let's lift the wooden block first.

High, and then use the force of the falling wood and our thrust."

While speaking, Wang Zhong had already let go of the bumper, and he also followed the bumper forward.

Just listen to a violent impact sound of "Bang!", the impact wood directly hit the wooden wedge, and the cake dough was squeezed tighter.

While banging, Wang Zhong explained the essentials to Niu DaDang and the others, and then stepped aside to let Niu DaDang and the others try it themselves. Wang Zhong stood aside to give guidance.

"Slow down, don't be anxious, stability is the most important thing, don't be anxious! Otherwise you can easily hurt yourself!"

Wang Zhong had a straight face and stared at him very seriously.

There are three large wooden oil presses, which are made from three huge hardwoods. Just processing these three oil presses took Wang Zhong and his carpenters more than ten days of work.

Six people pressed oil at the same time.

Those wooden wedges are also carefully crafted from hardwood to uniform sizes.

Hitting wooden wedges is not a difficult job in the first place. Niu Dangdao is a good farmer. If you ask them to read and write, they may have a headache, but if you ask them to work, each one of them will get started quickly.

After only five or six impacts, grease seeped out of the cake dough.

After a while, the grease flowed along the wooden groove into the bucket under the oil outlet.

"It's oily!"

"It's oily!"

"It's really oily!"

Watching the oil being squeezed out of the cake base bit by bit, from a little to a lot, amidst the shouts and banging sounds, the speed of the oil coming out gradually accelerated, and the faces of the villagers who were watching were also excited.

They couldn't hide their shock and joy. Although they all believed in Wang Zhong, when they actually saw the oil coming out, they still couldn't help but feel excited.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong had already told him before that no one was allowed to make loud noises. Although the villagers were excited, they suppressed their excitement and lowered their voices to share the joy with the people next to them. Their eyes did not move.

They stared at the place where the oil came out, some looked at the cake dough, and some stared at the oil outlet of the wooden trough, with their eyes shining brightly.

Niu DaDang and others were not blind either. Seeing the oil being squeezed out gradually by their own hands, smiles appeared on their faces and they worked harder and harder.

"Please concentrate, don't get distracted, or you may hurt yourself!"

"You must be steady and don't be anxious!"

Wang Zhong shouted loudly, his expression became more serious and his tone became more severe.

Seeing that the oil coming out of the cake was getting less and less, Wang Zhong called everyone to stop one after another. Niu Dangda and the others were already sweating from exhaustion, and their clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Ma Renli!" Wang Zhong shouted.

"Here it is!" Ma Renli immediately rushed out with a smile.

"Calculate the oil yield immediately."

"okay!"

Ma Renli hurriedly led the people to put the oil on the scale. Watching the buckets of peanut oil being poured into the big bucket, the eyes of the villagers were straightened. There were also peanut residues left after squeezing the oil. They also collected them one by one and agreed.

Superior.

Everyone worked together and the data was compiled in less than a moment.

"How much?" Wang Zhong asked impatiently.

"Five hundred kilograms of peanuts produce 88 kilograms of oil and 321 kilograms of residual oil residue. The oil yield rate is about 17 to 18, and the loss is also about 17." Ma Renli said.
To be continued...