farming female castellan

Chapter 145 Want to Make a Threshing Tool

The weather was fine, and the villagers in Wangjiadun began to get busy, cutting and harvesting rice in the fields.

Many tools in the Daxiang Dynasty are still very advanced, but they are not widely used.There are curved plows for plowing, and waterwheels and barrel carts for irrigation, but many people do not have plows, and more people still use nails and rakes to plow the ground.Now she wants to see what the autumn harvest of the Daxiang Dynasty is like.

Families with little land rely on physical strength to beat the rice, that is, to beat the rice hard so that the rice grains fall off.People of her grandparents' generation have done this job.When the daughter-in-law of that generation was called squeamish by her mother-in-law, she often heard an example of rice-throwing, saying that the daughter-in-law of a family came out to continue the rice-throwing after giving birth.

Tian Duo's family used a roller.First cut off an acre of rice, sprinkle water evenly on the ground, and then sprinkle plant ash, pull the heavy stone roller to grind the ground flat, and after drying, it becomes a playing field.

After harvesting the rice, they spread it flat on the field, let it dry in the sun, and rolled the mill back and forth, and most of the rice grains fell off.

Another way is to spread the rice on a flat field and beat it with a flail.Fan Cheng wrote in capitals, "Xinzhuchang's mud mirror is flat, and every family harvests rice while the frost is clear. There is light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the flails ring all night."

After that, other tools will be used to refine the threshing work a little bit.Women and children are busy, raking the remaining grains of rice off the stalks.Her mother has done this job, taking it off by machine and raking it again by hand.

The tools for raising the field are very convenient as those drawn in "Heavenly Creation of Things".

Chen Fan wanted to make a threshing tool.She drew a picture of a cylindrical thresher.Like a mace, the cylinder is lined with rows of raised iron pieces.A thresher in rural areas can be used for two to three people to thresh at the same time.Now she is trying to make a smaller one, is it still feasible?
"Is iron tools strictly managed?" Chen Fan asked Zhang Ci.

Zhang Ci looked at the picture: "It's a bit strict, but it's not so strict that you can't even beat a kitchen knife. There are still iron sales in private."

Zhang Ci found a hard wooden stick and sharpened it a few times with a dagger, and wooden thorns protruded from the stick.

They went to the field, found a few handfuls of rice, scratched it on a wooden stick, and the straw was pulled through the wooden thorns, and some rice grains fell off.

Zhang Ci smiled: "This method is feasible. But, who will make this tool?"

Chen Fan didn't speak.

She wanted to make one at home first, but what about after it was done?If you hand in ideas or even drawings, who is more reliable?

The two walked home silently.

"Yuanfeng County Government or Qingzhou Government Government, who is more reliable?" Chen Fan looked at Zhang Ci.

Zhang Ci smiled: "Do you know Yuanfeng County Magistrate?"

Chen Fan smiled and shook his head.

"The governor of Gyeongju is responsible for paying the money and efforts, and he couldn't have come up with this idea, right?" Zhang Ci took a sip of tea.

Chen Fan held the wooden stick: "Do you think Cui Yunlang will be inspired?"

Zhang Ci's expression was dull: "You think of him when you think about it?"

"Isn't he the son of the governor's family? He has a lot of knowledge, maybe he has a lot of ideas?"

"You go to him, he will be happy." Zhang Ci put down the teacup.

"What are you talking about today..." Chen Fan looked at him, and he turned his face away.

Which one is this singing?
"Can we do it ourselves first?" Chen Fan asked him.He is more familiar with this era.

"If this is made and the effect is very good, many people will definitely want to own it. How many more can you make and sell? Is it enough?" Zhang Ci looked at her, his expression still not very good.

Chen Fan was puzzled: "Are you feeling unwell today? Your complexion is not as good as before."

Zhang Ci's expression turned even worse.

Chen Fan touched his forehead: "The body temperature is normal."

"Let's talk about tools." Zhang Ci pursed his lips, and the arc was pulled down.

Chen Fan hummed: "If the government notices, they must submit the plan, right? Is there any reward? Which is better to submit the blueprint or the machine?"

"There may be rewards, but not necessarily credit." Zhang Ci took a sip of tea.

Chen Fan touched his chin.

"I'll ask those little dolls." Chen Fan stood up.

She asked directly: "What do you think of the current method of threshing?"

Chen Zhongzhu and the others had planted the fields, and said that beating the rice was tiring and inefficient, and pulling the roller was also very tiring.Several people who have never farmed have seen it in the past few days and expressed their agreement.

"We grow a lot of rice. Is there any way to make rice threshing faster and more convenient?"

The children were lost in thought.

After a while, Chen Zhonglin said: "After threshing, we need to rake again. The rake is a good tool, but with so much rice, it is too slow to rake. I haven't used a rake to rake for so many years."

"Then what if there are many rakes raking together?" Chen Zhongzhu continued along his train of thought.

"Doesn't this still require a lot of people to hold the rake? It's similar to how one person rakes." Chen Zhongmei poured cold water on it.

Chen Fan drew circles with his hands.

The children looked at her strangely for a long while.

Chen Fan spread his fingers, right hand raked his left, and the children just looked at her.

Chen Fan brought in the stick with sharpened splinters, and said, "Think about it, think about the wheels of the carriage."

(End of this chapter)