After de-fruiting, the oil palm fruit needs to be mashed to separate the pulp and kernel. The oil extracted from the pulp is palm oil, and the oil extracted from the nuts is palm kernel oil.
White pillow made a simple masher to mash the oil palm fruit, and Huamu was responsible for separating the mashed pulp and nuts. Palm kernel oil is more troublesome to make, and it does not make much sense at present, so only the pulp part is taken for the time being.
The two spent two days to complete this part, and the materials for making the oil cakes were also selected. Sun-dried banana leaves work best with palm leaves and can withstand a lot of impact.
Before the oil is pressed, the mashed pulp needs to be steamed for an hour. After it comes out of the oven, it is wrapped into an oil cake and placed in the oil tank. For the first time, the two made five oil cakes, which together weighed almost ten kilograms.
It was steaming and boiling, beating and carrying, and Bai Pillow didn't feel much, and Hua Mu was already exhausted. Although she was no longer a slender noble lady after eight months, such high-intensity hard work was still too much for her.
As soon as she packed the oil cake, she slumped onto the reclining chair, and the white pillow opened a coconut for her, pounding her back and rubbing her legs, and it took a while for her to recover.
"too tired… "
Hua Mu finished drinking the coconut milk in one breath and sighed heavily.
"You have a good rest next, I'll just come."
Adding it is to squeeze oil, and Hua Mu can't help much.
"The working people in the past really worked hard. My waist was about to break."
"It's mainly just the two of us. Back then, there were public machines in our villages. Like cooking oil, we usually work together and distribute according to work, which is much faster than this."
Although Hua Mu knew that the Hei Tong Clan was primitive, he really didn't expect it to be so primitive.
"Have you been in these since you were a kid? I remember you said you were twelve when you came to Tari."
"If there are adults in the family, children generally don't need to participate in the labor in these villages. But..."
But of course Hua Mu knew that Bai Zhen was an orphan. No one could go if she didn't go to the house, and naturally she couldn't distribute anything.
She felt a little distressed, and felt that she had stabbed the sore spot of the white pillow, holding her hand for a while, not knowing what to say.
Bai Zhen smiled and comforted: "Actually, if you don't go, it's not that you can't get things. There are public materials in the village... It can be regarded as a kind of fund, which will provide certain help to the families who have lost their prime in the village. But I grew up as a child. It grows faster, and since it can support itself, it should not take up this part of the resources."
Hua Mu recalled when she was twelve years old... No, before this disaster, she had not suffered much for eighteen years.
"It turned out that what the book said was true, saying that your Hei Tong people are closer to a state of communism because of their primitiveness. But what I can't understand is why you have been living in the rain forest and are reluctant to come out? The empire was more than a hundred years old. The relocation plan has been proposed since 2010, and the conditions given are very favorable even now.”
It's not that White Pillow didn't think about such a problem after entering the tower. Compared with the outside world, the Henan Rainforest is completely like another world. Because of such doubts, she also went to check some history.
"Actually, it wasn't that the Black Eyed Clan agreed to relocate, and some people did integrate into the outside world. But..." White pillow pointed to his eyes, "Miss, you may not know that my appearance is not The typical image of the black-eyed clan, but because I do have dark eyes, the clansmen accepted me very easily. In the eyes of the black-eyed clan, black eyes are the channel for the gods to observe the world, while the black-eyed clan are The spokesperson of the gods, so black pupils are more important than anything else. But even if the black pupils who have relocated to the outside world do not intermarry with other tribes, their children will soon have pale pupils. As if it was a curse, the pupil color The health of the offspring who have faded is often very poor, and the mortality rate is high, but the offspring of intermarriage with other races can grow up healthily.”
"Those clansmen who wanted to maintain their bloodlines eventually returned to the Henan Rainforest, while clansmen who intermarryed with other races stayed outside, and gradually no longer retained the characteristics of the Hei Tong clan, and completely integrated into modern life."
Although Hua Mu had learned about the Heitong clan because of the white pillow, this was the first time she had heard such a secret.
"Anything so strange? Can't it be explained by science?"
"In the past, some scholars tried to give explanations, such as studying from the aspects of diet, climate, and genetic diseases. It's just that the Black Eyed people thought that they had angered the gods after the original incident, so few people were willing to cooperate with the research, and of course the result was that It's over."
Hua Mu has lived in a civilized society since she was a child, and her education has made her have no racial prejudice, so it is difficult to understand the choice of the Hei Tong clan. However, which way to live is originally personal freedom, the only thing that Hua Mu is happy is that the white pillow awakened and came to him as a sentinel.
"Fortunately, we are not of the same race, otherwise it would be a shame if the baby is unhealthy. But it's a pity that the eyes can't be like yours. The black eyes are so beautiful."
Hua Mu said it naturally, but Bai Zhen was completely stunned.
The conception rate of sentinels and guides is originally lower than that of ordinary people. Although there is a possibility of conception between the same sex under the influence of the spiritual body, the probability is lower, and it often takes a long time to prepare for a successful conception.
The white pillow seems to be indulgent these days, but in fact, he has always been careful to avoid the possibility of such a thing happening. She doesn't think it's a good thing to have Hua Mu pregnant, whether in the short or long term.
She doesn't want offspring, if she can.
"Miss..."
Probably because Hua Mu was still young, she always felt that it was far away from the two of them to have offspring, so she never discussed this matter.
Hua Mu was stunned when she saw Bai Zhen, only to realize that what she said was very unrestrained.
"Cough, cough, I'll just talk about it casually. Oh, you can go to squeeze the oil, so as not to get cold later."
"Um… "
Bai Zhen didn't know how to speak, and in the end he didn't say what he thought.
Hua Mu looked at Bai Zhen and turned around to go to work, she couldn't help covering her face, and she almost rolled with shame.
How long have the two been together, why did he suddenly talk about the topic of children
Blame the white pillow, why are you talking about future generations!
Ah, but, but since both of them are equivalent to marriage, isn't it normal to have children? She didn't know anything else, but she knew very well that same-sex sentinels and guides could have offspring.
Although she is still a little young now, it is not convenient to get pregnant on the island, but isn't there a future? It's too late when it's time to think about it, she must not think about it earlier!
Hua Mu did a lot of psychological construction before suppressing the shame, and when he looked up again, he saw that the white pillow was inserting the wedge into the gap of the wooden block.
Five oil cakes are placed side by side in the oil tank, and wooden blocks are plugged on one side of the oil cakes. The ram presses the oil cakes by hitting the triangular wedges embedded in the wood blocks, and squeezes the liquid from the fruit.
Raw materials such as rapeseed have steps of drying and frying, and generally the purer oil is squeezed out. However, oil palm fruit is not suitable for such a process. After being boiled and crushed, the fruit still contains a lot of water, and the oil-water mixture is squeezed out.
Hua Mu looked at the busy back of Bai Zhen, and her delusions could not help but start to run wild.
After making sure that the wedge would not fall out when inserted into the gap, the sentinel went to the ram and tried the angle and strength a little. The ram rod hit the wedge and made a loud noise, which made Hua Mu's heart sway for a while.
Everything is ready, and the white pillow officially begins.
The sentinel was tall and good-looking, and the lean muscles on his arms and waist were clearly visible due to the force.
Hua Mu has deeply experienced the strength of those arms, and has also felt the strength of that waist many times.
As the white pillow swayed, the ramming wood slammed into the wedges again and again, and the triangular wedges soon began to gradually insert into the gaps between the wooden blocks. The narrow gap was gradually opened by the wedges, but the wood blocks became tighter and tighter, gradually pressing on the oil cake.
Once, twice... After about a dozen hits, orange-red juice began to ooze out from around the oil cake. The viscous sap grew more and more from the intermittent impact and began to drip from the crevices below the tank.
The dripping oil gathered on the inclined oil tank below the oil tank and slowly flowed into the crock pot.
This kind of work is obviously not difficult for White Pillow. Hua Mu saw that she didn't even breathe, and after inserting a wedge into the gap, she changed positions to continue working.
The oil-water mixed liquid was continuously squeezed out of the oil cake with obvious heat. Because palm oil has a high melting point, it must be extracted while the fruit is still warm.
Because the gap is getting smaller and smaller, the white pillow has to move faster and harder each time, and the force with which the ram hits the wedge is getting stronger and stronger.
Hua Mu couldn't help but envy when he heard the crash.
This wedge is too happy, isn't it
To be hit by a white pillow like this, except for her, there are only a few pieces of wood. The white pillow is also true, she is so sensual and sexy when squeezed for oil, how can she control it!
It wasn't until the wedge really couldn't be inserted any longer that the Sentinel finally stopped working. The crock pot has been filled with more than half of it, and the oil and water have also been clearly stratified due to cooling. The oil layer floating on the top layer is an orange-red solid-liquid mixture.
This can of oil-water mixture also needs to be heated and boiled. After standing, wait for the oil, water and impurities to separate before pouring out the oil layer above. The obtained oil layer needs to be heated again, until there is no more bubbles in it, it can be regarded as real palm crude oil, and it can go to the next step of fractionation.
What White Pillow mainly wants to experiment with is the time required for each step.
Seeing that the white pillow was finally finished, Hua Mu hurriedly shouted at her, "White pillow!"
"What's the matter, miss?"
The white pillow has done a job, and the haze caused by the previous conversation has dissipated.
Hua Mu twisted a bit, but in the end she still failed to overcome her desire.
"Cough, cough, I, I'm tired and want to take a nap."
Bai Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Do you need me to carry you back?"
Hua Mu immediately opened her arms, "You sleep with me."
The author has something to say: It's just oil extraction.