Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

It is still blocked tightly from top to bottom, sealing off the essence, energy and spirit, after drawing out enough luck.

Ichinosuke was about to shout "draw items" in his heart.

However, just as Ichinosuke had already said the word "extract" in his mind, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind:

"Logically speaking, Shin-chan, the child of destiny, must have better luck than Shiho, the miserable second female lead. Why don't we try and get some of Shin-chan's luck later on?"

Just do it if you want to. Ichinosuke immediately stopped the idea of ​​drawing the props in his mind.

However, even though the props have not been drawn, the preparations for the draw have already been made.

After thinking about it, Ichinosuke felt that it should not be wasted.

Isn’t it said that when you are surrounded by mountains and rivers and think there is no way out, you will find another village when you look up the bends and flowers?

If this road is blocked, there is naturally another way out.

The groundwork has been laid, so we can definitely launch another activity.

He used to get up too late every day, which meant he never had time to do morning exercises.

It seems that it is good to exercise occasionally.

This is especially true for someone like him who has been staying at home for five years.

My legs are better after walking every day, but now that my arms, which have been replaced by telekinesis, and my waist, which was injured last time, are the focus of my training.

Speaking of the waist, Ichinosuke immediately thought of the term "waist and horse are one" in Longguo martial arts.

Then I thought of the documentary about the ancient method of hand-pressing oil in Longguo.

The ancient method of manual oil pressing requires skilled workers to use their waist and horse together to push the ram vigorously to knock the wedge into the oil cake again and again, squeezing out the rich oil inside.

Generally speaking, the number of oil cakes, also known as rapeseed cakes, ranges from a few to dozens.

But there are special cases where at least two are needed, one on the left and one on the right to clamp the wedge.

As the workers continued to exert force, the wedges struck again and again, and the oil press began to tremble constantly.

The length of the impact time is closely related to the gap between the wedge and the rapeseed cake, the tightness of the rapeseed cake, and the technical proficiency and strength of the oil presser.

As time went by and with each violent collision, the wedge began to get tighter and tighter.

Gradually, the fried dough sticks began to collapse.

Little by little, drop by drop, it is crystal clear and cool, slightly sticky, without any strange smell, but instead, it exudes pure natural fragrance of smooth oil, which is squeezed out little by little.

The crystal clear oil slowly dripped down and gathered along the wedge, rapeseed cake and the shaft.

At this point, workers cannot relax.

It can even be said that this moment is the key to determining victory or defeat.

The oil yield rate depends entirely on the workers' skills.

With the right technology, clear oil will seep out continuously.

The technique is not good enough, or the squeezing is not in place, or the wedge does not match.

The oil yield will be very small, or even no oil at all.

Not only did it waste the workers' physical strength, but it also wasted the rich rapeseed cake.

Speaking of oil, one can't help but think of the blood of industry - petroleum.

Naturally, I think of oil extraction.

Automatic oil injection and manual oil extraction are only suitable for shallow oil fields with large oil volumes.

For oil fields that are deeper, better hidden, or have a steady flow of oil and less intense oil production, these two methods are no longer applicable and we have to find other ways.

According to modern mining methods,

After the drill bit penetrates the fertile soil and reaches a certain depth.

In order to fully exploit the oil in the criss-crossing cracks in the rock walls.

At this time, workers generally use the water injection method.

The water injection pipeline is inserted into the bottom of the oil field, and then the gates are opened to release water.

With wave after wave of tap water injected, the clear and sticky oil will soon be squeezed out from the cracks in the rock walls and gush out along the oil pipelines.

This method not only greatly reduces the difficulty of oil extraction, but also increases production.

In addition, the tap water injected into the oil field can also play a good role in protecting and moisturizing the soil and rock walls that have been drained of oil.

This prevents the rock wall from drying out and cracking due to the loss of oil.

Chapter 1021: Four-Dimensional Treasure Bag

The freshly squeezed rapeseed oil, as the temperature rises and with a little stirring, is quickly ground into white foam.

Then it gradually broke into tiny dewdrops, fell into the jungle, and moistened the fertile land.

With the transport of hundreds of millions of units of water, the oil field exploitation plan is nearing its end.

"Well, don't go on!"

With her eyes closed, Miyano Shiho stretched out her arms to block Ichinosuke's head, stopping him from continuing.

Riding with her eyes closed did not help her sleep better. Instead, the bumpy road made her even more tired, and she seemed to be falling apart.

By the time Ichinosuke and the yawning Haibara Ai got up, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

At the breakfast table, Ichinosuke suddenly heard two pieces of news that surprised him greatly.

"What, Grandpa, Grandpa, you're all going back?"

Ichinosuke put down his chopsticks and looked at the two dejected people in confusion.

In just one night, he had no idea what had happened that would cause the two old men, who had been chattering and clamoring to stay for a long time yesterday, to completely change their minds and prepare to go home early in the morning.

Hearing Ichinosuke's incredulous question, the two old men instantly lost all their energy.

a long time,

After sighing, Xiao Shan Gao, as a grandmother, worriedly told the truth of the matter:

"There's nothing we can do about it. It seems like Yumenae has encountered some setbacks and suffered a great blow. Your grandfather and I are very worried and want to go back to see her."

This time, even Yoshiharu Koyama, who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, did not refute.

The moment he learned the news about his youngest daughter from his eldest daughter, Koyama Masa, although he said nothing, the worry in his heart was no less than that of Koyama Takashi, a mother.

On the other hand, it was also the grandmother who narrated the whole story.

"It's the same for us. Ying Qianlu also failed the exam this time. I heard from your uncle Xiaozhi that she was hit hard. So, your grandfather and I are going to go back and comfort her. She can just take the exam again next year."

After hearing the explanation from his grandmother and grandmother, Ichinosuke expressed his understanding.

"So this is ah!"

Although they didn't know why it was such a coincidence, after all, it involved their daughter and granddaughter, so the Nohara family naturally couldn't try to keep them.

But for some reason, when Ichinosuke, accompanied by Haibara Ai, sent the two old people onto the plane, he suddenly had the feeling that it was God who deliberately sent them away from Harugabu.

I took a taxi back home.

As soon as he entered the entrance, Ichinosuke heard Shin-chan yelling.

"No, no, no, mom, you and dad are too cunning."

Stepping into the living room, Ichinosuke saw Shin-chan spinning rapidly on the ground like a top, kicking his short legs, while Nohara Misae stood aside with her arms folded over her chest, watching coldly without doing anything excessive.

Ichinosuke walked forward, pulled Shin-chan up from the ground, and asked him carefully:

"What's wrong, Shin-chan? Did mommy eat something of yours again, or did she break your toy?"

Based on the Nohara family's past behavior, whenever Shin-chan makes such a fuss and hasn't been beaten, it is 100% certain that Nohara Misae has done something wrong to Shin-chan, and she knows she is in the wrong, which is why he is making such a reckless noise.

Being pulled up by Ichinosuke, Shin-chan, who was already gasping for breath due to exhaustion, took the opportunity to get off the mountain.

"Xiaoyi, mommy is going too far."

Amidst Nohara Misae's embarrassed sneer, Shin-chan complained to Ichinosuke with full of resentment.

For a long time,

After understanding the whole process, Ichinosuke nodded helplessly.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Shin-chan, your drink was drunk by mom."

"This time it was Mom who was wrong."

Ichinosuke grabbed Shin-chan's head and comforted him while he began to recite in his heart:

"System, extract items."

Following Ichinosuke's instructions, the needle on the big turntable in his mind began to spin rapidly.

A few seconds later, the pointer landed on a milky white, palm-sized, crescent-shaped pocket.

"It's shipped!"

The moment he saw the props clearly, Ichinosuke almost shouted "take off!"

Prop name: Four-dimensional pocket, also known as treasure bag, four-space pocket.

The function of the prop is also very simple. It is a pocket with infinite capacity that leads to the four-dimensional space.

The props don't have much effect on Ichinosuke.

But as the plot unfolds, the opportunity to prepare some props for self-defense for the family comes perfectly.

When Ichinosuke was in a daze, Haibara Ai came over and began to comfort Shin-chan.

"Xiao Xin, I'll take you to buy new drinks, okay?"

When he heard that he could go shopping, Shin-chan, who already loved lively places, immediately agreed.

After taking care of Shin-chan, Haibara Ai looked at Kazunosuke.

"Xiaoyi, are you going?"

Ichinosuke's mind was filled with the four-dimensional pocket, and he had no intention of doing anything else.