Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 282: Some Countermeasures
They stayed at Xu's oil pressing shop until it was almost dinner time before Liu Qingcao and Ge Hongshan came out. They were covered in sweat. They didn't have time to have dinner first, so they found an inn to wash up.

After the meal, Liu Qingcao did not go back to Shihe Village, but stayed in the house he bought in the town.

Today, she spent the whole afternoon at the oil pressing shop, and learned the process of pressing oil almost completely.

After being involved in it and getting to know it, I found that extracting oil is actually not difficult, but it is really troublesome. It is not suitable for her and needs little improvement.

In the space, Liu Qingcao was lying on the table, holding a charcoal pencil, and kept scribbling and correcting. Unknowingly, only half of the thick pile of paper was left, while Liu Qingcao continued.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Liu Qingcao slowly put down the charcoal, picked up the drawing and carefully calculated it in his mind again. After making sure it was correct, he put down the drawing, stretched out on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, Liu Qingcao went to the oil pressing shop as promised. Under Xu Dongjia's patient and unselfish teaching, Liu Qingcao finally figured out all the ways to press oil.

"No wonder Xiao Dongjia can be the master of Ruyi Building. This intelligence is beyond the reach of ordinary people." Xu Dongjia praised him without hesitation.

This was indeed a compliment from his heart. Oil extraction seemed simple, but in fact there were many skills. He thought that no matter how smart she was, it would take at least three days to teach her. Unexpectedly, this little girl mastered it in just one and a half days. The doorway was summarized, and it was more accurate than what he said.

Liu Qingcao waved her hands modestly and spoke with a smile.

"It's because of Xu Dongjia's benevolence that a little girl can learn so quickly."

"The little boss is being humble. Xu is just doing things with money, so he should do his best."

Liu Qingcao raised his eyebrows, and instead of playing tricks on him, he directly took out the banknotes and made up the remaining money.

Xu Dongjia took it happily and handed the document to Liu Qingcao.

Liu Qingcao took the paperwork, chatted for a few words, and left the Xu Family Oil Pressing Shop.

After learning how to extract oil, Liu Qingcao returned to the house without stopping, took out the drawing of the space, made a few changes on it, and went out eagerly with the drawing.

Liu Qingcao was spotted by Liu Hu as soon as he entered the blacksmith shop.

"Miss Qingcao, what are you doing?" Liu Hu looked at Liu Qingcao in surprise and secretly complained in his heart.

In fact, every time this girl comes, their iron shop is extremely busy. Regardless of whether they are tired or not, they are just doing this work, and they don't feel unhappy when Liu Qingcao comes.

However, she came too frequently. If he remembered correctly, Liu Qingcao came to take away the prepared sickle and threshing machine a few days before the autumn harvest.

"Brother Huzi, you don't seem to welcome me." Liu Qingcao joked.

Liu Hu saw that she wanted to tease him again, so he resisted the urge to slap her on the head. He didn't even ask her the purpose of coming here, and went directly to his father past her.

When Liu Dazhuang heard Liu Qingcao's arrival, he put down his work and came out with a smile.

This is a big buyer and cannot be neglected.

"Qingcao, you're here." Liu Dazhuang came to Liu Qingcao with a smile and spoke warmly.

Liu Qingcao smiled brightly and said hello.

"Hello, Uncle Liu."

"Haha, good, green grass is good, everyone is good." Liu Dazhuang likes Liu Qingcao's honey-smeared mouth. Look, he is easy to listen to as soon as he speaks.

"Uncle Liu, are you busy these days? I have something that I need Uncle Liu to help me type out." Liu Qingcao had something to do next, so he went straight to the topic and didn't plan to make any more pleasantries.

"Oh, what is it? Let me take a look first." Liu Dazhuang became interested and did not say whether he had time. He first asked Liu Qingcao what kind of iron tool he wanted to make.

After such a long period of familiarity, Liu Dazhuang knew that what Liu Qingcao wanted to fight was something unusual, and he was curious and looking forward to it.

In addition to making money, their blacksmiths also like challenges. The rarer the object, the more motivated they are.

Ever since he helped Liu Qingcao thresh the threshing machine, Liu Dazhuang had always looked forward to her coming to the shop, hoping that she could bring him opportunities to make money and surprise him at the same time.Liu Qingcao looked at the eagerness in his eyes. The naive look was too inconsistent with his burly figure. She couldn't help laughing and took out the drawings.

"Uncle Liu, this is it. See if you can fight it."

Liu Dazhuang took the drawing with joy and glanced at it. With only two glances, Liu Dazhuang looked at Liu Qingcao in surprise and embarrassment.

"Green grass, is your object too thick?" Liu Dazhuang looked at the drawing and asked in disbelief.

Liu Qingcao shook his head, understanding Liu Dazhuang's reaction.

In this era, iron ore management was very strict, and the amount of iron ore mined was not much. However, she was able to forge an iron tool weighing four to five hundred kilograms in one go, which is indeed incredible.

"Uncle Liu, this thing must use such thick iron. If it is thin, it will be scrapped. If it is not forged hard enough, it will be scrapped."

This thickness was changed by temporary calculation at the suggestion of Xu Dong's family today. She spent a long time last night to compose the schematic diagram.

But she forgot that the smelting and hammering technology of iron in this era does not need to be in the 21st century, so she slightly adjusted the thickness on the drawing.

And because of her change, the amount of iron used doubled several times. Liu Dazhuang stopped thinking when he saw Liu Qingcao's determined look and then looked at the astonishing amount of iron used.

Where does he have such a large amount of iron? He really has more than enough ambition but not enough strength. It's a pity that he can't get the silver that is about to be obtained!
"Miss Qingcao, you want a lot of pig iron. I'm afraid our blacksmith shop doesn't have it."

After Liu Hu was stunned, he quickly said, "With so much iron, it will take a lot of effort for him to melt the iron. I'm afraid it will cost his life."

Liu Qingcao saw Liu Hu's frustration, lowered his head and snickered a few times.

"Brother Huzi, since I'm here, of course I've thought of a countermeasure. Don't worry, I know there's not much pig iron left in the shop, so I've arranged for someone to buy it at a high price a few days ago. Otherwise, it will be ready in two days. Send it over." Liu Qingcao knew their dilemma and thought of a solution last night.

The pig iron picked up in Qingliu Mountain was so large that it would be a waste if it was not used in the space.

When making the threshing machine, Liu Qingcao did not use it. For no other reason, it was because the threshing machine had to appear in front of the villagers and could not be used too much.

This oil press is different. She keeps it in the space for her own use. As long as she can give Liu Dazhuang and his family a real and reasonable reason, she will not be in danger of being exposed.

The next oil press doesn't need to be used so urgently. Then she will arrange for people to sell the iron stock slowly. It won't be a big deal if she waits for half a year or a year.

When Liu Dazhuang heard that Liu Qingcao was prepared, he was surprised for a moment and then quickly turned his eyes to the drawings, holding them and looking at them again and again excitedly.

"Qingcao, give me half a month, and I will beat it out for you." Liu Dazhuang firmly promised.

Liu Hu on the side opened his mouth in shock when he heard his father's words, and jumped in front of Liu Dazhuang in disbelief.

"Dad, it's only been half a month. You want to exhaust yourself to death, and then exhaust your son to death. If you can't do it, don't do it, at least for a month." Liu Hu grabbed Liu Dazhuang's sleeves, not caring about the sweat on his father's body, and faced His father's ears shouted back.

"Huzi, whatever nonsense you are talking about, just listen to dad, it won't hurt you or me."

Liu Dazhuang glared at Liu Hu angrily, then regained his composure, looked at Liu Qingcao and laughed, ready to reassure himself, but was interrupted by Liu Qingcao's opening in advance.

"Uncle Liu, don't worry, it will take more than half a month. My ironware needs to be hard and tough. I'm afraid it won't work according to the usual number of forgings." Liu Qingcao didn't want to rework, and pointed out the pros and cons.

Liu Dazhuang did hesitate after hearing this. If his family invited his own brother to do this usual forging method, half a month would be enough.

However, according to what Liu Qingcao said, he really couldn't make it out in half a month.

That’s all, that’s all, making money is not just for a while.

"Then it's done, it's settled. When the things are typed out, I'll ask Huzi to let you know."

"Okay, when the pig iron arrives tomorrow, I will have someone deliver it to you." Liu Qingcao nodded, told the delivery time, and left the blacksmith shop.

(End of this chapter)