Go back to the valley to farm

Chapter 433

Chapter 430: The Noon of Hoe Harvest Day
There is a baffle at the feed inlet of the fan, which can adjust the feeding speed, and it also needs to match the size of the grain particles and the wind force of the fan. It is not so easy for novices to use.

Veterans generally adjust the baffle with the left hand to determine the feeding speed, and adjust the wind force with the right hand accordingly. The two cooperate and are handy.

So it is still a handicraft tool, not industrial grade, and requires certain operating experience.

So the two cooperated, the grandma came in terms of technology, and the five-person group of genius and strength came in exchange.

There are still a lot of impurities in the brown rice, so grandma instructed Shirly to pour the brown rice into the large dustpan hanging in mid-air, and let the taro start to dust the rice.

This job also has some technical content. Grandma demonstrated it several times before the taro began to shake a little decently.

The brown rice is turning in the dustpan, and a lot of residual impurities start to concentrate like the center of the dustpan.

After a pile of chaff, hay leaves and hay stalks and other sundries gathered in the center, grandma asked Shirly to take out the sundries with her hands, and only collected the clean brown rice in the outer circle into another basket, and then scooped it up again. A few scoops of brown rice continue to sieve.

Seeing that we will get new rice today, hope is right in front of us, the backs and legs of a few people are no longer sore, and everyone is working hard.

In the middle, everyone also exchanged jobs and became familiar with the whole process.

I also set aside a special person to be responsible for taking pictures during the break.

Alice looked at the piles of brown rice in the basket and said, "Zuzu, is this the Ujin blood rice we eat? Does it look different from the machine-made rice?"

Grandma laughed and said, "The work is not finished yet. The rice is now covered with a layer of chaff. When some hands are free, it's time to pound the rice."

If you work more, you won't be tired. Seven people got off in one morning, and they even took off a hundred catties of millet.

Eat and rest at noon, and it will be heavy physical labor in the afternoon.

The same action as that of pounding rice cakes in Miao Village, Li Junge is in a group with Zongba, Taro is in a group with Aunt Bai, and Alice and Shirly are alternates.

Li Junge introduced to everyone: "All farm work actually has a rhythm problem, which is also the origin of poetry and dance. As long as you master the rhythm well, it will be much easier."

Grandma scooped the brown rice into the two large pestle nests, filled it to less than one-third of the place, grabbed a few handfuls of broken rice bran heads, added a little water, and said, "Okay, let's start pounding." .”

Li Junge didn't even know about adding things to the nest for pounding rice, so he asked, "Grandma, why do you add these things to the nest?"

Grandma laughed and said, "If you don't add bran, a lot of good rice will be crushed. Adding some rice bran will reduce the strength of the wooden pestle, and the situation will be much better. The reason for adding water is to lubricate the surface of the rice, so that the rice Some of the oil in the rice will settle to the surface, making it shiny, and the rice not only looks better, but also tastes better.”

This is the experience, and these details cannot be found on the Internet.

Then they rolled up their sleeves and worked hard. The six of them pounded the rice all afternoon before they pounded all the rice under the guidance of grandma.

In the middle, Bai Da and Zongba admired Li Junge very much. Everyone took turns to rest in the afternoon, but he didn't stop. Both of them gave thumbs up at the same time: "Hunter is different! He is indeed King of Jungle!"

Grandma collected the pounded Wujinxue rice together, and there were more than 80 catties left in one hundred catties.

The next step is to win the wind again, open a few openings, pour brown rice in, shake the wind blade, and what comes out near is Wujin blood rice, and the broken rice with coarse bran is slightly farther away, and the small broken rice and finer rice are farther away. Bran head, farthest is fine bran.

Seeing Wu Jin's bloody rice rushing into the basket, the five members of Columbia University jumped, hugged and cheered: "Success! We have produced rice! OH YEAH!"

One hundred catties of millet got seventy catties of rice, and the group of five piled up the baskets high, excitedly posing in various poses behind Wujinxue rice, snapping pictures with their mobile phones.

Grandma couldn't help laughing: "Is it so happy to make rice? Next, we have to go through the sieve again!"

Aunt Bai was holding Wujin blood rice, which was not much whiter than it, and asked sillyly, "This rice is very clean, why use a sieve?"

Grandma took out the sieve, poured the broken rice on it and said: "In the old days, life was not as good as it is now. Not only the whole rice is for people to eat, but the broken rice is sifted again to make porridge and broken rice cakes. It’s for people to eat. What’s left is feed for chickens and pigs.”

Li Jun scooped up the freshly made Wujin blood rice with a large ladle, and said to the group of five: "I just learned a state banquet dish recently, and the soup has been boiled until midnight, hahaha, tonight we will drink purple jade Hibiscus porridge, I guarantee you will never forget it for the rest of your life!"

Go into the kitchen and cook the porridge. After the big pot is down, it can be used as a dish and a meal.

I took the opportunity to run to the back of the kitchen to take a shower, wash off the dust all over my body, and picked some cucumbers and loofahs by the way.

Make a mixed cucumber, slice the loofah, wait until the purple jade hibiscus porridge is cooked, put the thin slices of loofah in a twist, and bring out the taste after the fresh loofah is boiled. The sweet and fresh taste kills all MSG Essence of chicken.

Adjust the salt and taste, and this pot of porridge is ready.

When Ah Yin comes back with the children, dinner will be served.

When two big bowls of sweet and tangy purple jade hibiscus porridge were served in front of the rice dumpling and taro, the two brothers couldn't help but burst into tears.

Wang Meixian was holding the bowl and was snoring like a pig. She looked up and saw the behavior of the two of them: "Huh? Brother Zongba, Brother Taro, why are you crying? Did you bite your tongue?"

Zongba had a sincere expression on his face: "Mei Xian, Brother Zongba is very moved. The people in your country are really hardworking and able to endure hardships. My brother just learned a poem, and now I will teach you. You must Remember it well: on the day of hoeing the grains at noon, you can watch the grains spit out..."

Hearing a "poof" from the side, Li Junge sprayed the porridge all over the floor.

Yutou was still at the side, nodding in praise and persuading: "Look, how hard it is for adults. So, you must study hard. There is an ancient man in your China who is very powerful. How did he learn? He, the first suspect Cool, buttock..."

The children were dumbfounded when they held the bowls.Two brothers, wait a minute!Our fourth grandfather didn't teach like this!

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I was in the excitement all day and didn't feel it. I didn't realize until the taro and zongba finished training my children. At this time, I realized that I couldn't lift my arms, and the bowl would shake as soon as it was off the table.

Just now I taught the children that "every grain is hard work"!This spilled the table, too embarrassing!
Dad looked at it and said, "Oh, this is a crime! Piwa, after eating, use the medicinal wine prepared by the pharmacist to wipe the dumplings and taro. If you don't care about it, it will swell up, and pus will come out if it is serious!"

After finally waiting for the two of them to eat, Li Junge still smeared medicinal wine with spirit spring on their arms.

Then everyone wandered around the village again.

Today everyone went to visit Uncle Shitou, because I heard that the big stone drum is almost finished.

When I came to Qingmin Yufang, Uncle Shitou was polishing the stone drum in the backyard.

It's not finished yet, but it's almost finished.

The stone drum is at the same height as the stone trumpet, and the base is carved into Qingxi grass trees according to the patterns. Going up to the deep mountains and old forests, there are hidden auspicious birds and animals. The patterns and patterns are somewhat in the style of Chudi lacquerware.

On the top is the hanging cliff, high cliffs, flowing clouds and waterfalls in the middle, rocks and pines, and some small stone patterns have been made into flying birds.

On the Xuantian Cliff is the Xuantian Village. Above the village is the main body of the stone drum. A chilong is half holding a round sun. The center of the sun is in the shape of a golden crow, and the edge of the sun is a bas-relief of a circle of flames.

The whole stone drum and stone trumpet are placed together, complementing each other, full of magical colors of ancient myths.

The stone drum was also drenched with water, and Uncle Shishi was rubbing a big wool pancake on it. It seemed that it was going to be all handmade.

The group of five was very curious about the shapes of birds and beasts on the trumpet drum, and turned to Uncle Shitou to ask questions.

There is no end to this story. Li Junge asked Uncle Shitou, "Where is Little Shitou? How come you haven't seen anyone since you came back?"

Aunt Shitou said: "This baby is in a daze. Every day after eating, he squats in his own room. Your uncle doesn't let you disturb him. He brings the meals. I haven't seen him a few times..."

After speaking, he lifted up his apron and wiped his tears.

Ayin quickly took Aunt Shitou's hand, and winked at Li Junge, meaning to comfort him.

Li Junge smiled and said: "Auntie, the master gave him a task for Xiao Shitou. He is going towards the Tiangong Prize. What do you mean? It is equivalent to the number one among artists! How can we do it without a lot of effort?" ? If you are worried about him, ask A Yin to get you a camera, and let Uncle Shito put it in his room secretly, so that you can see it from outside."

Uncle Shitou said: "Your aunt is just worrying about it. The baby is very good, but this time the work is fine, so I can't be disturbed. I calm down every day, get up at nine o'clock in the morning, except for three meals, I just think about my work, and I finish work at seven o'clock in the evening. In the hour, Panpanshi Walnut moved his fingers away, and then washed up and went to bed at ten o'clock on time. It is more regular and relaxed than when he was sleeping."

"What a great opportunity to improve skills? If it wasn't for Piwa's care, would there be such an environment for him to ponder quietly? You can be content..."

Li Junge said with a smile: "Auntie is a mother, and she thinks differently. You have to understand this Uncle Shitou. My son won't see you for a day, and I'm panicking through the wall. It's okay, auntie, just use the method I said. You can see him without affecting him, isn't that all right?"

Aunt Shitou smiled and said, "I just said that Piwa understands people, these things really have nothing to do with this old thing at home!"

After visiting Uncle Shitou, everyone went to visit Master Liu and Sister Du again.

Mr. Liu looked like a wife and slave, smiling and sitting next to Sister Du who was already pregnant. Sister Du put one leg on his thigh. Mr. Liu kneaded her with one hand, and gently kissed her with the cattail fan with the other. Ms. Du fanned herself.

The arrival of Li Junge caught Mr. Liu by surprise, and they saw this scene rashly, which really disgraced Jiachuan old sitter.

(End of this chapter)