Chapter 141: 141 Stone Mill

Curtis turned into a humanoid figure with gorgeous red hair draped in front of him, and accidentally swept Bai Qingqing's arm, cool and silky.
Bai Qingqing couldn't help but glance at Curtis, his heart beat a little.
"What are you doing again?" Curtis asked, looking at the strangely shaped stone.
This stone is different from the oil-pressed stone made before. It is also two pieces, both of which are round, with dense fine lines artificially knocked on the surface.
Bai Qingqing also walked over to the stone and looked at it. He was surprised: "Parker is doing so fast, and it looks like it's working."
Curtis tilted his head, and his transparent red eyes showed some curiosity.
Bai Qingqing was caught off guard against Curtis's eyes, and was instantly shocked. He unnaturally looked away. "This is a stone mill. I want to mill rice into powder to make more delicious food."
If you can do this, Bai Qingqing is suffocating at home, and she is bored thinking of making more food all day long. It took her a long time to solve the details of the stone mill, and today Parker was asked to start work.
"Uh." Curtis nodded.
The two men spoke, and the Cold War was over.
Parker returned with a small half of fish and shrimp. Curtis had already set fire, and Parker grunted and steamed the fish and shrimp.
Bai Qingqing hugged the stone, so he couldn't hold it up for a long time, and said hardly: "Curtis, help me move."
Curtis walked over, picked up the stone easily, and asked, "Where to put it?"
"Just put this stone on, and align the hole in the middle with the raised area of ​​the stone on the lower side."
Curtis did the same.
After installing the stone mill, Bai Qingqing inserted the handle prepared earlier into the hole on the side of the upper layer of stone, and beat it tightly with the stone, and the stone mill was completed. It looked decent.
There is a circle of "runway" on the underside of the stone mill. The ground rice slurry will flow into the "track" along the stone mill interlayer and flow out from the only outlet.
Bai Qingqing held the handle and tried to push forward. The stone mill was too blunt. Bai Qingqing used his milk to make the grinding plate rotate a little.
She gritted her teeth and continued to work hard, just feeling that a huge force was about to rush out, and her hand was suddenly caught by Curtis.
Curtis glanced at Bai Qingqing, his tone a little cold: "Forgot what I said to you?"
Curtis was afraid of Bai Qingqing when he was angry and shut his mouth not to speak. As soon as Curtis held Bai Qingqing's hand, the stone mill turned quickly, making a "squeak" sound.
Bai Qingqing's palm was sorely squeezed, he pumped, but failed to pump-out, and he tongued out and confessed: "I know."
Curtis smiled lightly in his eyes. He didn't loosen Bai Qingqing's hand, but curled his palm and used his fingertips to relieve the pressure on Bai Qingqing.
The two men clung to their backs and pushed them together intimately.
Parker, who was on the side of the fire, looked straight to this side, burning in his heart, adding firewood to the fire, and burning the fire so that the stone pot was completely wrapped in flames.
Hum, steaming old, hard to eat dead snake beast!
The stone mill became smoother and smoother, and Bai Qingqing worried that such a smooth mill would damage the stone plate, pushing Curtis to signal him to stop.
"It should work. Rinse the stone mill. Let's mill the rice." Bai Qingqing said.
Curtis washed the stone mill according to Bai Qingqing's instructions, and washed another bamboo tube, and the two men grinded it up.
Parker was still desperately adding wood to the fire.
Bai Qingqing is responsible for feeding rice, and Curtis is responsible for pushing the mill. She added a handful of rice to the entrance of the stone mill, poured a small amount of water, the mill disc turned a few times, and the white rice drips poured out of the interlayer.