Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

"Where did you get this from?"

"Hehe, I picked them right there in the middle of nowhere! If you like them, I'll sell them all to you for ten coins," the man said with a grin.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning—wheat is a wonderful treasure! After being ground into fine flour, it can be used to make all sorts of delicious foods. Thinking of this, the questioner's heart stirred, and he quickly said, "How about this, just tell me the exact location where you found it, and I'm willing to pay you fifteen coins."

Upon hearing this, the man who had been hesitant instantly beamed with joy and readily agreed. He then led Wu Feilong forward, and soon they arrived at a secluded wasteland. As far as the eye could see, endless fields of weeds and yellow wheat stretched as far as the eye could see.

After the two hurriedly returned home, Wu Feilong immediately summoned Sun Wang and rushed the oxcart back to the wasteland. Along the way, Sun Wang was full of doubts and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why are we rushing here in such a hurry? Look at this land, it's overgrown with weeds everywhere. Are we going to cut it up to feed our old ox?"

As Wu Feilong walked briskly, he waved the wheat ears in his hand and excitedly explained, "Brother, don't underestimate these wheat ears I'm holding! They're not only edible, but they'll also be of great use to us later! So we need to hurry up and harvest them!"

Having said that, the two men said no more and buried themselves in their work. The scorching sun mercilessly beat down on them, and in no time they were panting heavily and drenched in sweat, but they still didn't stop for a moment. After much effort, they finally managed to load about ten heavy bundles of wheat, then carefully placed them on the oxcart and slowly transported them home.

For the next few days, Wu Feilong and Sun Wang would get up early every day at the crack of dawn and go to work diligently on the wasteland. Day after day, through their persistent efforts, they finally harvested all the wheat in the wasteland, leaving nothing behind.

Having these ideas wasn't enough; Wu Feilong decided to personally go to town to find Carpenter Li. When he met Carpenter Li, he immediately said eagerly, "Uncle, I have a great way to make money together, but it's really difficult for me to do it alone. I sincerely hope you can cooperate with me!" However, Carpenter Li stared at him as if he were a fool, and replied bluntly, "Xiao Kang, you're so young, you haven't even grown your hair yet, and you're already thinking about making money? Money isn't that easy to earn!" Wu Feilong was indignant and stubbornly retorted, "Hmph! I only came to you first because I saw you had a good relationship with my father. Since you don't believe me, then forget it. I'll go ask Carpenter Wang if he's willing!"

Upon hearing the name "Carpenter Wang," Li the carpenter became furious, his beard bristling and eyes wide with rage. He roared, "Stop right there! Tell me your so-called method for making money!" At that moment, all was quiet; even the wind seemed to have stopped blowing. Since there was neither paper nor pen nearby, Wu Feilong had a sudden inspiration. He picked up a twig and began carefully drawing a diagram of the stone mill and winnowing fan on the ground. As he drew, he explained, "Uncle, you see, this stone mill isn't actually that complicated to make. We just need to find two large enough stones and carefully grind them into circles. Then we carve a hole in the middle, and then we thread two pieces of wood through the hole and tie them together in a crisscross pattern. Finally, we have an ox pull it from the front, which will make the millstone rotate continuously, easily crushing all kinds of grains!"

Carpenter Li stared wide-eyed at the structural diagram on the ground, his face filled with shock, his mouth agape, speechless for a long time. He simply couldn't believe that such an ingenious design could come from the hands of a child who was only ten years old. Drawing on his years of carpentry experience, after repeated consideration and weighing the options, he realized that this method was indeed feasible.

The fan-shaped cart's construction was far more complex. Li the carpenter stood to the side, his brow furrowed, carefully examining every detail. To his astonishment, however, this seemingly intricate structure was flawless! He walked forward with a suspicious look, gently touching Wu Feilong's forehead, muttering to himself, "No fever? Are you some kind of genius? How could you come up with such an ingenious contraption!" Then, as if he had discovered a rare treasure, he excitedly rushed into the house, frantically rummaging for paper and pen. He hurriedly returned to Wu Feilong, shoving the paper and pen into his hands, and urgently said, "Quick, quickly draw out the basic structure!"

Seeing this, Wu Feilong's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. He slowly and deliberately explained his entire plan in detail: "Now, you should believe me, right?"

Carpenter Li nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of approval. He slapped his thigh excitedly and shouted, "Great! Let's do it that way! I'll go and call Tiesheng over right now. He's got real strength. With him helping us, we can't go wrong!"

Before long, Sun Gang, Tiesheng, Carpenter Li, Wu Feilong, Sun Wang, and others gathered together. Everyone had a clear division of labor, each performing their assigned tasks. Some were responsible for moving timber, while others focused on polishing parts; the scene was bustling with activity. After several days of hard work, the winch and stone roller were finally completed.

Everyone happily poured the harvested wheat onto the stone mill. Then, someone stepped forward and forcefully slapped their hand hard on the ox's rump. Startled and in pain, the ox took off running, causing the stone mill to slowly begin to turn. Round and round, as time passed, the once plump grains of wheat were gradually ground into a fine powder…

"Great!" Carpenter Li shouted excitedly, his voice seemingly piercing the clouds. He was as happy as an innocent child, his face beaming with a radiant smile. He quickly reached out, grabbed a handful of snow-white wheat flour, and brought it close to his nose, taking a gentle sniff.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Carpenter Li exclaimed, his eyes narrowing into slits, seemingly completely immersed in the rich aroma of wheat. Then, he looked at everyone expectantly and asked eagerly, "So, what should we do next?"

Just then, Tiesheng, who had been silent all along, stepped forward. He skillfully poured the right amount of water into the flour, then rolled up his sleeves and began to knead it vigorously with both hands. As his movements quickened, the originally loose flour gradually clumped together, forming a smooth and elastic dough.

Several people gathered around, quietly waiting for the dough to rise. Time passed by, and Wu Feilong stared intently at the dough in front of him, watching it gradually become soft and tiny bubbles begin to appear on its surface.

"Okay, we can start making steamed buns now!" Wu Feilong shouted excitedly. He eagerly picked up a piece of dough, skillfully rolled it into a thin wrapper, then scooped a spoonful of fragrant pork filling onto it and carefully wrapped it up. In no time, ten plump, round pork buns were neatly arranged on the steamer. Next, he repeated the process, wrapping ten more bright green vegetable buns.