The newly purchased stone mill had been sitting by the wall, just waiting for the Little Donkey to arrive and be put to great use. Once Li Fugui had finished nailing the pegs, Lin Yuan fed the Little Donkey two handfuls of fresh grass before leading it to the stone mill to test its capabilities.
Though the Little Donkey was small, it was quite experienced. As soon as it was harnessed and blindfolded, it stopped looking around and snorting. It must have been trained by its previous owner, who probably sold it reluctantly.
With a gentle pat on its rump, the little creature began to walk slowly. The new stone mill was much larger than the old one, but still smaller than the village mill, so it wasn't too hard for the Little Donkey to pull.
Since the Little Donkey didn't need constant guidance, Lin Yuan could focus on spooning and refilling beans, watching the soy milk slowly begin to flow. She bent the corners of her lips in delight and praised the Little Donkey.