Chen Zhe waved the heavy wooden stake and directly hit the "oil cake" stacked together, but the first hammering did not quickly squeeze out the oil, but only knocked out some debris from the tung tree fruit.

The girls stood aside and looked nervously, afraid that Chen Zhe would fail this time. After all, he had said just now that the success rate of ancient oil extraction was not high.

boom--!

In a blink of an eye, it was another moment.

Chen Zhe hit the "oil cake" for the second time, but there was still no oil precipitation. This stack of "oil cakes" did not change any substantial except that it was smashed and flattened.

Chen Zhe, who was driving the pile, was not discouraged. He hit him again. He was very patient and did not retreat because of one or two setbacks.

at the same time.

In the live broadcast room of the wilderness survival.

Host He Chen looked at the scene in the camera and said nervously: "It seems that Chen Zhe is very familiar with the ancient oil pressing process, but it seems that oil pressing is not as simple as we imagined..."

An expert next to him immediately nodded and said, "Yes. As Chen Zhe said just now, ancient oil extraction is indeed very difficult, and this difficulty is insurmountable.

The oil-pressing person must use great force to squeeze the fruits of the tung tree, squeeze out the structure of the fruits, and force out the oil.

The force of squeezing must not be small. If it is almost impossible to squeeze out the grease..."

He Chen nodded after hearing this, and then said, "So that's it. However, we still have an understanding of Chen Zhe's upper limb strength. I believe he will not disappoint us."

The expert next to him just smiled faintly and did not comment more.

He dared not make a conclusion about such unsure of things.

In the lens.

Chen Zhe has waved the wooden stakes to smash the "oil cake" for the seventh time. His solid muscles are shining brightly in the sun because sweat oozing out of the skin surface.

However, this stack of "oil cakes" still did not seep out any oil and water under Chen Zhe's hammering. They were just a little bit flattened by Chen Zhe.

Seeing this, Yan'er felt a little sorry for Chen Zhe. After all, this is a physical job, and it is very hard to beat him every time.

She couldn't help but say, "Brother Chen, I think otherwise, you're so hard, don't exhaust yourself because of this."

Xiao Qiao also advised, "Yes, Chen Zhe, what are you trying to squeeze oil? You can't eat it even if you squeeze it out. What's the point? Otherwise, take a break, I'm really afraid that you will be tired of yourself."

Chen Zhe raised his hand and wiped his sweat, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm not tired yet. Things have already achieved this. If it is not completed, will the previous efforts be in vain?"

After saying that, Chen Zhe continued to hammer the "oil cake" again and again, and turned into a living pile driver.

However, as the wooden stakes fell on the "oil cake" again and again, the "oil cake" in front of me still did not change much, and no oil penetrated.

Five minutes passed...

Ten minutes passed...

Fifteen minutes passed...

The netizens in the live broadcast room were a little anxious.

Although Chen Zhe's live broadcast has always been very good, that's because Chen Zhe was either fighting with wolves or slaughtering wild boars, crocodiles or pythons before.

Now Chen Zhe is repeating the same posture constantly, and is driving piles monotonically.

Who would like to see this kind of shot?

Soon some netizens started to complain:

"Stop squeezing, it's really meaningless, what's the point?"

"I think Chen Zhe can't squeeze out the oil."

"It's really a waste of time. Give up early, so you can save energy."

"I didn't expect Chen Zhe to finally make a mistake."

"You can't squeeze out oil like this, Chen Zhe."

“…”

Seeing the barrage of netizens, even the host He Chen, who had always had hope for Chen Zhe, began to be a little shaken.

Nearly half an hour has passed. Is Chen Zhe really going to make a mistake this time?

"The situation seems not optimistic..." He Chen frowned, "but Chen Zhe has never given up, he has been persevering..."

And just as he was halfway through this sentence, Chen Zhe couldn't count the number of times the wooden stakes fell heavily on the "oil cake". Then the "oil cake" contracted violently, and a layer of golden and clear liquid penetrated out from the outside of the round bamboo strips.

The cameraman immediately quickly focused the lens, allowing everyone in the live broadcast room to see Chen Zhe's achievements clearly.

Standing beside, Yan'er and the Qiao sisters who had already given up their hopes jumped up excitedly and screamed happily: "It's oily! It's oily!"

"Yeah?"

Chen Zhe, who was in charge of pile driving, did not see the oil coming out of the "oil cake" at the first time because of his position. He also heard the girls' screams to realize that he had succeeded.

He leaned over and looked over, and saw that there was indeed a circle of light oil and water attached to the bamboo strips, which meant that all the previous efforts were not in vain, and the fruits of the tung tree were not in vain.

"very good."

Chen Zhe smiled and waved the wooden stake in his hand again.

Seeing Chen Zhe joining the work with enthusiasm again, a gratifying smile appeared on the host He Chen's face.

"Chen Zhe succeeded, Chen Zhe succeeded again. I knew he would succeed, and I knew he would not disappoint us.

If Chen Zhe has any admirable advantages, I think the most important thing is not his talent, but his optimistic attitude and perseverance.

We may not be as knowledgeable, talented, and so skillful as Chen Zhe, but we can learn his perseverance and perseverance."

He Chen said seriously.

The barrage of mocking Chen Zhe and not optimistic about Chen Zhe in the live broadcast room also disappeared, and the remaining barrage was all lamenting the magic of the ancient oil extraction.

"Has Chen Zhe actually squeezed out the oil?"

"How is the oil actually squeezed out?"

"I've learned a lot..."

"I really have a better understanding."

"Thank you, Brother Chen Zhe, for taking us to the world."

"Chen Zhe is really amazing. If it weren't for him, I would never have understood this way of oil pressing."

"It's amazing, the golden oil is so beautiful."

"Come on Chen Zhe!"

“…”

The oil cake has just been oiled, and Chen Zhe's work has just begun. Next, he must continue to work hard on the "oil cake" in order to continue to squeeze out the remaining oil and fat in the fruits of the tung tree.

This is a arduous physical labor for anyone, even the strong Chen Zhe is no exception.

He kept waving the wooden stakes, pressing the "oil cake" again and again.

With his efforts, the oil cake began to leak outwards. Soon the surface of these "oil cakes" was covered with golden grease, and a large amount of oil flowed along the bamboo strips into the clay pot under the wooden rack.

Seeing Chen Zhe sweating profusely, the three girls were all very touched.

Their eyes were on Chen Zhe's strong muscles, and the firm lines made them unable to remove their eyes.

"The man in labor is indeed very handsome..." Xiao Qiao couldn't help but say.

"Yes, it gives people a sense of security." Da Qiao also nodded and said.

"Brother Chen has worked so hard. I must comfort him tonight." Yan'er whispered.

When he heard this, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao couldn't help but look at Yan'er with a puzzled look.

Yan'er was stunned by the two of them, and then realized that her words were a little ambiguous. She quickly blushed and waved her hand and said, "No, no! Don't think wrongly. I mean to help Brother Chen pinch his shoulders and massage his waist, and there is no other meaning..."

Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao laughed together and said, "Sister Yan'er, why are you nervous? We don't have random thoughts."

"Yes, there is no need to explain, we all understand what you mean..."

...

Chen Zhe has been busy from afternoon to evening, and he keeps beating the wooden stakes in his hand.

He waited until the sun was about to set in the west that he ended this very physically consuming artificial oil press.

At this time, Chen Zhe was exhausted and his clothes were wet with sweat.

Yan'er quickly came over with distress to help Chen Zhe wipe the sweat off her body, while Da Qiao thoughtfully brought Chen Zhe a cup of light salt water.

"Come on, it's best to drink some light salt water after physical exercises." Da Qiao said softly, "Does the muscles hurt? Do you do a set of stretching exercises?"

Chen Zhe was a martial arts stand-in, so he naturally understood the principle that muscles need to be stretched after strenuous exercise.

"OK."

He nodded slightly, took a sip of light salt water, and stood up to do a set of muscle stretches.

At this time, Xiao Qiao walked under the "oil cake" and looked at it. He saw that a whole can of oil had been squeezed out from the clay pot.

"Wow... I really squeezed a lot of oil." Xiao Qiao said happily, "Chen Zhe, you are so awesome."
To be continued...