Chapter 141 - Making a Stone Mill (2/2)

At the bottom of the stone mill was a “track”. The rice pulp would slowly flow between the grinding stones onto the “track” and out through the only exit.

Bai Qingqing gripped onto the handle and used all her strength to push it forward. However, the grinding stone only moved slightly as it was too blunt.

She gritted her teeth and continued to push the handle. Just as she felt a huge burst of energy, she felt her hand suddenly grabbed by Cortis.

Cortis glanced at Bai Qingqing and asked her coldly, “Have you forgotten what I told you?”

Bai Qingqing was scared of Cortis whenever he got angry. She kept her mouth shut, not daring to make a sound. The moment he exerted strength on the handle with his hand placed over hers, the grinding stone rotated quickly, making grinding sounds in the process.

Bai Qingqing’s hand was pressed against Cortis’s hand so tightly that it hurt. She tried to pull her hand away, but it was to no avail. She stuck out her tongue and obediently admitted that she was in the wrong. “I know.”

A hint of a smile flashed in Cortis’s eyes. He didn’t let go of Bai Qingqing’s hand and instead, raised his palm and exerted strength on his fingers so that his hand wouldn’t be pressed as tightly against hers.

With his torso against her back, their bodies were intimately pressed against each other as they turned the handle.

Parker kept looking in their direction as he made a fire, a similar fire burning in his heart. He continuously added firewood to the fire to the point that the stone pot was engulfed in flames.

Hmph! I’m going to steam this longer so that it’ll taste so awful that the snake beastman can’t stand it!

The grinding stone rotated more smoothly as time passed. Afraid that they would ruin the grinding stones, Bai Qingqing nudged Cortis to tell him to stop.

“It should be usable now. Rinse the stone mill so that we can grind the rice,” Bai Qingqing said.

Cortis did as Bai Qingqing said and rinsed the stone mill. He then rinsed clean a bamboo pole full of rice before the two of them began to grind the rice.

Parker was still adding firewood to the fire like his life depended on it.

Bai Qingqing was in charge of feeding the rice into the stone mill, while Cortis was in charge of grinding the rice. She poured a few handfuls of rice into the entrance of the stone mill, then added a small amount of water. After the grinding stone rotated a few times, white rice pulp flowed from between the grinding stones.