The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

Chapter 19 Bellows
Ye breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's okay, I'm just afraid that you will think of the escape from famine before, just don't remember."

But it also reminded her of what the master said before, and she didn't say anything more.

It's good that the girl gets better.

Jiang Yunmian worked quickly, and quickly tidied up the chicken feathers. She said, "Mother, take these chicken feathers out to dry and burn them later."

Although Jiang Yunmian is only eight years old, he has also learned the habit of frugality. He is reluctant to waste anything. Chicken feathers can be used as firewood if they are not used, otherwise they will be wasted.

Moreover, chicken feathers can also catch fire if they are dried in the sun. Otherwise, if the firewood is wet, it will be difficult to ignite.

When Jiang Zhiluo heard that chicken feathers were to be used as firewood, Jiang Zhiluo felt that it was a waste.

"Mother, these chicken feathers are wasted as firewood. I thought, these chicken feathers can be washed and collected to make a quilt. A quilt made of chicken or duck feathers will be very warm."

"Besides, if you want to make a bellows, you also need some chicken feathers."

When making the bellows, you also need to put the wind boards with chicken feathers into the bellows at the end, so that it can be pulled up easily.

Mrs. Ye was stunned, they had never tried using chicken feathers to make mattresses.

Maybe the daughter is right, you can try to make a mattress and use it if it is warm.

Their winter quilts are all old cotton quilts. They have been used for many years, and they are not very warm.

But fresh cotton is really expensive, and there are many children in the family, so they can't afford so many quilts, so they can only continue to use old quilts and mattresses.

But here is a place of northern cold, and winter is really cold.

If you can use something else to make a quilt to keep you warm, you can definitely try it.

Instead, Jiang Yunmian's attention was on the second sentence. She looked up at Jiang Zhiluo and asked, "Sister, what is the bellows you are talking about? Why do bellows use chicken feathers?"

Jiang Yunmian had never heard of bellows.

She was a little curious.

Jiang Zhiluo was slightly taken aback, and after thinking for a while, it is true that in this day and age, no one knows about bellows.

"The bellows is something used to blow the wind, which can make our firewood burn more vigorously."

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't explain the scientific principles, because Fifth Sister would not understand those physical principles.

It can only be explained in the simplest terms.

Jiang Yunmian was very smart at first, and when he heard it, he became excited and said, "Sister, is it just the feeling of being blown by the wind, which makes the firewood very prosperous."

"When I make a fire, sometimes I see the flame is a bit small, so I blow it with my mouth. Sometimes the wind blows less and the flame is not too big, but I roll it with something, and the wind blows stronger, and the fire burns hotter. Isn't it a hair dryer?"

Jiang Yunmian wondered if it would be easier to light a fire in the future if there was such a thing.

Sometimes on rainy or cloudy days, the firewood is a little damp, and it is not easy to burn when it is lit.

The same is true in winter.

Some firewood has just been cut from the mountains, and it has not been completely dried, and it is not easy to burn.

She likes to burn that kind of very dry firewood, which is especially easy to burn.

When she was three or four years old, she helped her mother light a fire, but she was not very good at it, and it took a long time to control the fire better.

Seeing her sister's cleverness, Jiang Zhiluo nodded with a smile, "Yes, that's it."

"When Dad makes it later, you will know whether it is easy to use."

Jiang Zhiluo still wanted to ask her father to make one for her.

Although she has memories of her previous life, she was spoiled by her parents, younger brothers and sisters at home, so she hardly worked and was not very good at lighting fires.

And she doesn't know much about it.

So she can cook all kinds of delicacies, but she is really not good at burning firewood.

Not to mention that in this era, people are more economical about firewood.

Sometimes such a bundle of firewood, if you don't use it yourself, if you sell it, you can sell it for three or four yuan.

Some people in the village will also chop firewood and sell it in the town. Although it is not very easy to sell, you can get three or four yuan for a bundle.

Xuanxuan said crisply in Jiang Zhiluo's arms: "Father is amazing, he can make many things."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed.

Indeed, my father can do some manual carpentry, so the family conditions are better than most people in the village, otherwise the younger brothers and sisters would not even be able to eat half full.

It's just that her father is not a professional carpenter, he can only do some simple work, and he can't do some complicated furniture.

So dad usually weaves some wooden baskets and sells them in the market.

But these things are not easy to sell.

Because many villagers will make it up if they can make it up by themselves.

Fortunately, the family has three acres of land, and my father is very strong. One person doing farm work can catch up with two ordinary villagers.

So much so that the food collected at home is okay.

But there are many younger brothers and sisters in the family, and there are many people eating, so we can't manage to have a full meal.

Looking at her niece, Ye thought she was really well, and became smart all of a sudden.

Maybe getting married will make the daughter better all of a sudden.

Sure enough, according to my daughter's wish, it was right to let her marry the person she likes.

So Ye Shi looked at Cui Hejin at this time, and his face was full of satisfaction.

While they were talking and discussing the bellows, Jiang Xiangchuan came back with two buckets of water on a pole.

Jiang Xiangchuan was tall and handsome, with two big buckets of water, he carried them back with ease.

It's just that Jiang Xiangchuan's legs are not very good, and he walks with a limp.

Jiang Zhiluo came out when she heard the voice, and said happily, "Father!"

"Ai, my daughter is back!"

Jiang Xiangchuan's expression was a little cold, and he smiled casually, but when he saw his eldest daughter came back, he grinned and smiled.

Cui Hejin also came out slowly, saluted respectfully: "Father!"

Jiang Xiangchuan also responded happily.

Xuanxuan hurriedly got down from Jiang Zhiluo's arms, ran up to Jiang Xiangchuan and said, "Father, I'll help you!"

"You're still young, dad can provoke you."

This weight is nothing to Jiang Xiangchuan, he has plenty of strength.

Ye said: "Why have you been here for so long?"

Jiang Xiangchuan said: "Today, there are many people carrying water, and they lined up for a while."

Jiang Zhiluo knew that in the villages here, one or two wells were collectively dug by the village, and everyone in the village would go diving to drink water.

The same is true for the Cui family in Donghe Village.

It would be great if I could drill a well in my own house, and it would be convenient to use water.

It is really inconvenient to carry water like this.

Fortunately, all the clothes here are washed in the river.

If there is no river, it will be too hard to wash clothes and carry water for washing.

Jiang Xiangchuan poured two buckets of water into the big vat, and the vat was full in an instant.

Jiang Zhiluo went over to scoop water with a ladle to watch, and poured a little spirit spring water into it calmly.

After Jiang Zhiluo had a conversation with her father, she talked about making the bellows.

Jiang Zhiluo explained in more detail. There was no paper at home, so she could only use branches on the ground to draw pictures with her father and tell her how to make them.

Jiang Xiangchuan understood as soon as he heard it: "Girl, I know how to do it. If you need it, Dad will make it for you early."

Jiang Xiangchuan doted on Jiang Zhiluo to the Ye family, and they wished they could hurry up to make whatever the daughter needed.

Jiang Zhiluo thought for a while and said: "Father, I want to start a small business, just set up a stall to make some snacks, can Dad help me build a small food truck?"

(End of this chapter)