After becoming an animal, I also have to farm

The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and Lin Miao and Chen Yuanzhen looked at each other, feeling awkward.

Giving Chen Yuanzhen a wink, Lin Miao secretly began to ask if there were any blueprints for the system in his mind.

The spinning wheel modification was indeed her blind spot, but wasn't she tied to an infrastructure system?

I believe there will definitely be technological innovations or tool modifications that benefit people's livelihood.

Unexpectedly, System Queen's voice was filled with apology.

"Sorry, host, your current task progress is not enough to open the system store. You need to keep working hard!"

Ok…

Lin Miao sighed helplessly and gave up the idea of asking the system for the drawings.

Seeing that Lin Miao gave up so readily and didn't bother her anymore, System Queen wiped the sweat from her forehead feeling a little guilty.

Fortunately, the host did not ask when the store would open, otherwise, she would...

While the system was celebrating, Lin Miao had no idea that she had successfully brainwashed herself.

Come to think of it, her original mission was to invent projects that would benefit the people. If she took advantage of the bug in the infrastructure store, wouldn't that be a win without any effort?

Lin Miao gladly accepted the result and had to ask Chen Yuanzhen for help again.

But Chen Yuanzhen shrugged and spread his hands.

"If I had, I would have taken it out long ago."

After two consecutive setbacks, Lin Miao had no choice but to dig hard into his memory, trying to dig out the working principle of his grandmother's spinning wheel from his mind.

Suddenly, Lin Miao subconsciously touched his butt, and an idea flashed in his mind.

By the way, she remembered!

When he was a child, Lin Miao was naughty and pulled the bearings off the spinning wheel and waved them around like wooden swords. As a result, he was caught by his grandmother and spanked twice!

Recalling the beating he received, Lin Miao suddenly understood and excitedly instructed the female manager,

"Take it down! The spinning machine must be taken down!

Add a bearing here! Just add a round wooden stick and a long wooden board at the bottom connection, which can be used for stepping.

But this place can't be fixed firmly. Try hanging it up with a rope first. Then, when you step on it, the roller will turn, and you can use your hands to rub the cotton wool. Wouldn't that increase the speed? "

The female steward simulated Lin Miao's fantastic idea without any physical objects, and her face flushed with excitement.

"It's feasible! It's feasible, sir! Your method is absolutely feasible!"

Upon hearing this, the female workers spinning nearby gathered around curiously and followed the female manager's instructions to adjust the spinning wheel structure.

When the housekeeper's feet stepped tremblingly on the pedal, the connected hemp rope and wooden stick drove the roller to rotate rapidly.

A female worker skillfully handed over the cotton wool, which was instantly spun into a flexible cotton thread by the rapidly rotating roller.

"Oh, it worked! It really worked! At this rate I can spin half a basket more cotton yarn a day!"

The laughter of the textile workers was heard in their ears. Lin Miao and Chen Yuanzhen looked at each other and then clapped their hands happily.

After confirming that the task progress on the panel had reached 2/10, Lin Miao pulled Chen Yuanzhen out of the textile factory.

"Come on, let's take advantage of today's rapid progress and make soybean oil and artificial meat the first two simple ones."

"Okay!" Chen Yuanzhen squinted happily and pulled Lin Miao to run towards the oil factory.

There is an oil refinery in the north, and it is quite large.

However, the oil pressing method used is very primitive, and was inherited from a southern oilman who fled.

Lin Miao watched the workers stir-fry the soybeans in the pot, then take them out and grind them into pieces in a stone mortar.

Finally, large and thick fried dough cakes are made and strong workers use huge wooden hammers tied to the beams to hit the fried dough cakes.

With one loud noise after another and one violent collision after another, yellow soybean oil slowly emerged from the soybean cake and then flowed into the small bucket below along the groove.

Lin Miao watched for a while and found that the workers were working so hard, but the amount of soybean oil in the barrel only increased a little bit. He always felt that the input-output ratio was not right.

I asked the oilman who he learned this oil pressing method from. The oilman scratched his head and replied,

"That's how people in our village make sesame oil. The sesame oil has a really nice aroma. It smells wonderful and tastes delicious too!"

Lin Miao held his forehead helplessly when he heard this, thinking that no wonder the method of making soybean oil was so simple and crude, it turned out that he was forcing the method of making sesame oil!

But you should know that sesame is a traditional oil crop of flower growers, and its oil yield is second only to peanuts which were introduced during the Ming Dynasty.

In this Tang-like dynasty, there were naturally no peanuts, because peanuts were still in the hands of the indigenous people of America.

Now the only oil crops in Sheng Dynasty are soybeans, sesame and rapeseed, and only soybeans can be grown in the north.

However, the oil content of sesame is more than 1 times that of soybeans, so using the water-oil method improved by flower growers, more sesame oil can be squeezed out.

But soybeans are different. Their oil yield is not high. If they are fried until they are half-cooked and the method used is cold pressing, you can imagine how high the oil yield will be.

Before coming here, Lin Miao knew that a roller compressor could be exchanged in Chen Yuanzhen's system store.

By adding a few more parts to this compressor, it can be turned into a hot oil press that heats and crushes at the same time.

By adding a discharge port at the front and equipping it with cold water circulation, it can become a machine for making artificial meat.

While the oil press workers started a new round of collisions, Lin Miao took Chen Yuanzhen to an empty room and asked her to quickly exchange for a machine.

There was a loud bang, which was drowned out by the shouts of the oil press workers.

Lin Miao and Chen Yuanzhen looked at the oil press that appeared out of nowhere like thieves, and laughed evilly.

Lin Miao was eager to try it out, and he picked up the plug on the back of the machine and started talking nonsense.

"Come on, sisters, give this era a little technological shock! Let them see the power of the hot oil press!"

As Lin Miao was pulling the plug's wire towards the bare earthen wall, he suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered a serious problem that they had overlooked.

"Sister, why didn't you tell me there was electricity here?"

Chen Yuanzhen's hand, which was eager to try, froze in mid-air, and he replied helplessly,

"You didn't even ask if there's electricity here!"

Both of them were silent, so embarrassed that they wanted to dig their toes into the ground.

Finally, Lin Miao sighed and changed his mind.

"Let's go, let's work together to get the coal first, and then figure out the steam engine and power generation."

Coal pollution is serious, and Lin Miao originally thought that Chen Yuanzhen would take him out of the city or to the corners of the provincial capital.

Lin Miao became puzzled as he saw more and more buildings around him and more and more people coming to him.

But when he saw the huge pit standing in the center of the city, Lin Miao finally realized what was happening.

"No, why did you put a coal factory in the city center?"

Chen Yuanzhen sighed helplessly and honestly explained the situation when he first arrived.

“There’s no way, sister. When I first arrived, there was already a small population in the North.

In winter, when there is no firewood, they use these burning stones to keep warm. When I heard this, I thought, isn’t this coal?

Later we discovered that the surrounding villages were all located around the coal mine, and since people were gathering there, we settled down there as well."

Well, Lin Miao didn’t expect this to be the case.

However, considering that the Northeast China is indeed a resource-based city that developed around the mining industry, there is nothing wrong with what Chen Yuanzhen and others did.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the coal factory workers working hard.

Baskets of black coal blocks broken into fist-sized pieces were placed on carts and transported out. However, Lin Miao noticed that some of the coal had a layer of mud on the surface.

Chen Yuanzhen stepped forward, picked up a piece of coal and held it up to Lin Miao like a treasure.

"Is the coal quality okay? But how do we generate electricity?"

Lin Miao thought for a moment and then spoke hesitantly, "It seems like they use coal to boil water and use steam to generate electricity, right?"

One is a question, and the other is also a question.

The two looked at each other in bewilderment and fell silent. They just wanted to invent a few ordinary things that would benefit the people, so why did they have to take so many detours?

And neither Lin Miao nor Chen Yuanzhen expected that this detour would take a month...