Qiongying looked up at him. Her eyes were the best, with double eyelids, and a pair of very dark and bright eyes.

When my eyes turned to the eye socket, there was a sense of agility, just like the brightest star in the sky at night.

"Are you still there? I'm not afraid of anything with you with me."

Before meeting Huang He, she was a very independent, strong and unrestrained strong woman.

But now, she is just a girl who acts coquettishly in front of her lover.

"Wait, I want to treat you to the first roasted sweet potato in the world." Huang He said something she couldn't understand, like a love word, but it sounded like a rustic smell.

"Well!" Qiongying's neckline was very short and had no collar. Green meridians flowed on her snow-white neck, and her small chin was raised upwards, as if a fairy was looking up at the sky.

If it is in real society, it would be strange if you invite a girl to eat roasted sweet potatoes and the girl doesn’t show any shame.

However, in the Qin Dynasty, Qiongying felt that it was very novel and happy to be the first person to eat roasted sweet potatoes.

"Huh--It smells so good!"

The charcoal fire in large coal ball furnaces is getting stronger and stronger, and the temperature is getting higher and higher.

Even if you are two or three meters away, you can still feel the heat.

"Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-"

The kettle on the trumpet briquette stove made a sharp whine, and the water vapor kept hitting the small iron lid of the spout, slamming.

Flashes of white steam rushed out of the spout and drifted into the air.

More than ten people present were all staring at each other, tiptoed, stretched their necks, and stared at this place with all concentration.

Huang He walked over, picked up the kettle, "Come on, bring the teacup."

Siwa quickly asked the people from the steel factory to get the cup, but he ran over and took the kettle, "Daxian, I'll do these rough work, you can rest."

Huang He smiled and said, "In the future, we must set a rule in Mount Li, that we must drink hot water. Even if we want to drink cold water, we must drink boiled water."

Where is the physical fitness of Chinese people?

We are different from the American and Europeans. We are two races. They can drink raw water and cold water, but we can't.

Boiled boiled water is suitable for Chinese people.

For people with weak spleen and stomach and yang deficiency, drinking cold water will stimulate the stomach and intestines and cause pain and diarrhea.

At the same time, raw water may contain bacteria and bacteria, but boiled water does not have this concern at all.

In the wild, even if you die of thirst, you should avoid drinking raw water, because drinking raw water is very likely to cause diseases such as enteritis.

If I got sick in ancient times, my life would be almost half gone.

"Huh?" Qiongying took a sip, "There is no strange smell, and there is a faint sweetness."

Xiang Yu and others also held boiled water and poured it hard. After drinking it, they smacked their lips, "Sweet smell? No. But there is really no such earthy smell."

There were many ancient people who could only drink pots and boil water from broken iron pots throughout their lives.

Due to the process, these waters will inevitably bring the smell of containers.

In fact, modern kettles also have a sense of flavor, but they are still much better than pottery kettles.

After all, if you want to boil water, you must have a container.

During the heating process, some odor will inevitably evaporate.

To put it simply, it is the movement of molecules.

"This kettle is a good thing. It can boil water and cook things. It won't break even if it's used for ten or eight years."

Huang He remembered that when he was a child, his mother put an egg in a teapot and boiled it and exploded the flowers. The egg white was pasted on the eggshell and sucked it, which was very refreshing.

When the water was finished, Huang He pointed to the kettle and said, "Please study it and see if our factory has this technology to produce this kettle."

"As long as it can be mass-produced, it means that our steel plant has another profitable project."

A small kettle looks simple, but it is not easy to actually produce it.

Siwa is also an old man from the steel factory. He has no problem asking him to make steel, build blast furnaces, and make iron.

But this small stainless steel water boiling kettle stumped him all of a sudden.

"This kettle looks simple, but it contains three parts: the body of the pot, the spout, the handle, and even the small lid requires technology.

Not to mention the nuts involved.”

In the production of modern kettles, weld the bottom of the pot to the body of the pot first, and then weld the bottom of the pot to the body of the pot by welding.

At the same time, the production of the pot body is also a troublesome, because it involves a series of processes such as pulling, shaping, cleaning, and cutting.

Huang He patted Siwa's shoulder, "Don't worry about not doing well, you should try boldly. If it really doesn't work, set up a reward fund in the factory. As long as you can put forward reasonable ideas, methods, and develop results, you can get a considerable bonus."

"You must believe that experts are in the folk, and they will be able to gather their ideas and make everyone pick up firewood and fire."

During the Spring and Autumn Period, the craftsman Lu Ban began to become active in the eyes of the world and developed many exquisite equipment.

Until today, many tools used by carpenters are still invented and passed down by Lu Ban.

Huang He believes that as long as the money is given in place, the technical barriers will eventually be overcome.

Besides, he also downloaded a lot of videos and text materials for reference by people in the factory.

After explaining the making of the kettle, a scent of fragrance floated out of the oven.

Sweet and sweet roasted sweet potatoes!

With Huang He's order, Xiang Yu, who had been drooling for a long time, strode over and uncovered the lid of the oven.

Wow—A wave of heat hits my face, almost making his beard flirt with it.

"It smells so good!"

Xiang Yu, who was closest to the nearest, felt that the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes was so irritating that it was so tempting to ejaculate people's greed.

Xiang Yu looked at the burning red stove and scratched his head anxiously, unable to start.

He is invincible, but he is not lacking in brains.

He is also a flesh and blood body, and he dare not take sweet potatoes from the fire.

Huang He pointed to the tongs beside the stove, "Second brother, use the tongs to grab the sweet potatoes out."

Xiang Yu picked up the tongs and felt that this was a bit similar to scissors, but the length was much longer than that of scissors.

He carefully picked up a sweet potato, but unexpectedly, because he used too much force, he directly crushed the sweet potato.

"Oh--" Xiang Yu looked at the sweet potatoes that fell to the ground. The browned flesh was stained with the soil, and secretly scolded himself for being stupid.

Others also felt it was a pity, after all, it really looked delicious.

Qiongying walked over and said with a smile: "I'll do it."

‘Ah? Oh, okay.’ Xiang Yu was so busy that he handed the tongs to Qiongying, blushing like Master Guan Er.

Huang He saw it and was not angry.

Just kidding, Qiongying looks like this and is a good thing that a man likes.

If someone else looked at her more, he would have to make some moves. I guess the men in Mount Li would not be enough to cut them down.
Chapter completed!