Chapter 97 The baby was beaten
Qin Yao's stone materials were in place, and the four of them officially started grinding the disc under the roadside awning.
Carpenter Liu had also prepared the wood, and he took three taels of silver from Qin Yao to settle the payment for the wood.
The material was brought over from his father-in-law's house and used by his own family. The price was very low, but compared to selling it to those timber merchants, there were no middlemen to make a profit from the price difference, so he could get more copper coins.
Qin Yao was thinking at the time that if she could do a good job with the Xiahe Village order and attract more people from the riverside villages to place orders, thus forming an industrial chain, it might directly drive the development of the entire Liujia Village.
The wood, stones, and labor all come from their own village. If they make money, they can also help the villagers make money.
However, this idea is just a beautiful concept at present. The specific situation will depend on the feedback from the people after the water mill in Xiahe Village is completed.
But with this in mind, Qin Yao secretly laid the groundwork when doing this.
For example, the extra stone was also made into a millstone.
For example, Carpenter Liu's father-in-law could ask the old man to cut some mature timber in advance and keep it. Anyway, everyone would go up the mountain to cut wood when they have free time and keep it ready so that they can sell it when the timber merchants come.
For example, Qin Yao deliberately asked the Liu Bo brothers to make their polishing skills more refined so that they could be used as long as possible.
Water wheels and stone mills will wear and damage during use. Qin Yao has previously promised to teach the people of Xiahe Village how to repair them.
But if she and Carpenter Liu determined the sizes and produced some replacement parts themselves, would the villagers who wanted parts to repair their waterwheels choose to buy them directly from them?
Thinking of this, Qin Yao returned to the village after finishing the grinding that day and excitedly went to discuss it with Carpenter Liu.
The two hit it off immediately and immediately prepared the data and put it away for future use.
Among them, the fan blades, bearing shafts and rocker arms of the waterwheel are the ones that need to be repaired most frequently, and it is very time-consuming and delicate work for an individual to do.
Once the villagers find that the sizes they made cannot be adjusted, they will naturally think of looking for Carpenter Liu because they are too lazy to think and make trouble.
"Madam Qin, do you think our water mill can really be promoted? Will so many people be willing to spend money to build it?"
Although he was very excited, after calming down a little, Carpenter Liu was still not very confident.
After all, when Qin Yao first made the water mill, the villagers' reaction was very telling.
But now it's different. Qin Yao asked back: "Didn't you notice that few people go to the village mill?"
Even at night, one could still hear the sound of grinding in her water mill.
As the daily usage hours increased, she had to check the water truck almost every two days to prevent it from going on strike.
This is the disadvantage of using wood. If the bearings could be made of metal, it wouldn't be so troublesome.
But metal means high cost. Who can afford it when every household can only afford it?
Habit is a terrible thing. After using the convenient water mill, who would still want to use the human stone mill?
Carpenter Liu thought about it and it seemed to be true. There were not many people in the old mill now, but there were more and more people queuing at Qin Yao's water mill.
Qin Yao confidently said to Carpenter Liu: "The market reaction may lag behind a little, but the future prospects are very good."
Xiahe Village is richer than Liujia Village, with roads leading to all directions. The water mill built in Xiahe Village has much stronger publicity than that in Liujia Village.
When Carpenter Liu thought about the lively scene in the future, all the wrinkles on his face opened up with a smile.
Aunt Liu warmly invited her to have dinner with her. Qin Yao could not refuse her kindness, so she ate two bowls of vegetable porridge at Carpenter Liu's house and quickly got up to say goodbye.
She feels embarrassed to eat as much as she wants at someone else's house, and if she doesn't go home, she will starve!
It was already dark, and Qin Yao thought she could have dinner as soon as she got home.
Unexpectedly, all four children were not at home.
Liu Ji was cooking in the kitchen. Qin Yao asked suspiciously, "Where are Dalang and his friends?"
Liu Ji heard the noise and looked back into the yard in confusion, "He just went out with the ball. Hasn't he come back yet?"
He took a break after copying the book, but he was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the chair. When he woke up, it was already very late. Thinking that Qin Yao was about to come back but the meal was not ready yet, he was so scared that his hair stood on end.
I was so focused on cooking that I didn't notice that it was already dark and my four children hadn't returned yet.
Qin Yao was speechless. Although nothing would happen in the village, it was already so dark and the child hadn't come back. Should he go out to look for him?
"How long have you been out?" Qin Yao put down his tools and asked while standing in the yard.
Liu Ji brought out the last dish of stir-fried bacon slices with shredded cucumber. His cooking skills had really blossomed today, so it must taste good. He confidently brought it to Qin Yao and asked her to try it. "I estimate that he's been out for almost two hours. It's okay. He won't get lost in the village."
Qin Yao thought so too. The aroma of the cooking penetrated her nose and she couldn't help but pinch a piece of bacon and put it into her mouth.
"Is it delicious?" Liu Ji asked expectantly.
The bacon is stewed until soft and melts in your mouth. It is mixed with the sweet juice of the cucumber and does not taste greasy at all. Instead, it is very appetizing.
Qin Yao nodded, "Not bad, your cooking skills have improved a lot."
Liu Ji said flatteringly: "It's all thanks to my wife. Without your daily encouragement, my cooking skills wouldn't have improved so quickly."
Qin Yao snorted and chuckled, motioning for him to bring in the dishes and set the table. She then walked to the flat ground in front of her house, took a deep breath, and was about to shout in the direction of the village: Come home for dinner!
The energy was almost gathered to the throat when four familiar little figures appeared in the sight, each with their heads hung, trotting towards home.
Qin Yao had no choice but to hold back her words about going home for dinner, and smiled as she stepped forward, "Why are you playing so late? Aren't you hungry?"
"Eh? What's wrong with your face, Dalang? Wait, Erlang, where's your hairband? Sanlang, Si Niang, did you guys go rolling in the mud?"
Qin Yao hurriedly stopped the four siblings who wanted to run past her. They stood in a row in front of her, from oldest to youngest, and looked up. The dim light illuminated four little bruised faces.
Qin Yao took a deep breath and looked at the Cuju in Dalang's arms. The bamboo pieces had fallen apart and were broken. Her eyes and brows instantly turned cold.
"Who did it?!"
Liu Ji screamed and walked out of the yard, furious.
Sanlang, who had been trying hard to suppress his grievances, immediately burst into tears the moment he saw his parents. He sobbed and said, "It's Da Niu and Er Niu. Woo woo woo."
Si Niang looked at her little brother with disdain, wiped her dirty little face, and said angrily:
"Mother, Daniu stole our Cuju, my little brother and I refused to give it to him, so the two brothers pushed me."
"In the back, the eldest and second brothers started fighting with them."
Maybe because she found the coldness of her mother too frightening, the little girl's voice of complaint softened unconsciously.
But she didn't cry. Si Niang pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, clenched her fists, and said, "Hmph!"
(End of this chapter)