I brought a Jurassic

Chapter 189 Inventing some small machines
In the following days, they continued to work, and everyone had their own duties. Wang Luo's job was still to rely on his strength, and he worked with the strong laborers to move sacks and pull carts. To be honest, for Wang Luo, this kind of work was nothing at all. On the contrary, it was quite fulfilling. His parents' generation had all lived this way. Even if he had developed in a big city in his previous life, when he accidentally returned home to harvest the crops, he would take off his good clothes, put on work clothes and continue to work. This was the life in the countryside.

"Brother Xiao Luo, I found some bird eggs today. I'll give them to you!"

"Brother Xiao Luo, the grasshoppers are roasted, you can eat them!"

The wild rabbits had been caught several times and there were not many of them anymore, so now, apart from going to the river to catch some fish and shrimps, when harvesting corn, he would occasionally encounter pheasants flying out of the cornfield. They would definitely not escape from Wang Luo's grasp, so he would just run out with the throwing knife hanging on his waist and guarantee to knock them down.

The pheasants that were occasionally shot were too few, so he did not share them. He just set up a stove in the brigade office, found a pot and stewed them himself. Several classmates ate them on the spot. The children in the village smelled the food and ran to the brigade office. Wang Luo did not hesitate to share them. So now Wang Luo is the most popular person. The children in the village are willing to bring their delicious food to share with him.

"Come and eat. Do you see that pheasant? I just shot it. Come to my place tonight to eat chicken. You can get a few more pieces today. There are two of them!"

Wang Luo touched their little heads and gave them instructions.

"Wang Luo, you are such a good helper of the farmers. Not only do we not want you to leave, but even these kids will cry if you leave. Look, they have already made new cotton-padded clothes these few days, and they can eat delicious food every day. They are enjoying a good life!"

Village chief Huo really likes Wang Luo, a student who is eloquent, down-to-earth and capable.

"If you have the ability, then you should make life better for the people around you. Relationships are all about exchanging hearts for hearts. You treat us students well, so we can't just fall on the ground. Otherwise, we won't be able to eat your two-grain steamed buns. Don't think I don't know that you put more white flour in our steamed buns. Don't you see that the two-grain steamed buns you gave us are still called two-grain steamed buns? They are almost made of pure white flour!"

Village chief Huo and the other villagers were very grateful. They helped them hunt rabbits, catch fish, and get cotton and cloth. In addition to expressing their gratitude, they also worked hard on the meals for the six of them. The steamed buns made from single-grain flour were almost turned into white flour.

"Haha, I thought you didn't know. There's nothing we can do. This is one of the few ways we can express our gratitude. If you keep arguing with us, I guess everyone in our village will take these steamed buns and stuff them into your throats. As you said, kindness in return kindness in return!"

"Okay then, we accept your kindness!"

"This is right!"

Hearing that Wang Luo accepted their kindness, the men, women, and children in the entire village were very happy.

"By the way, Uncle Huo, when you pay the public grain tax, do you pay the whole cob of corn or just the kernels?"

Wang Luo was very curious about this question and asked about it. After all, when he was a child, he only paid public grain once a year, that is, after the wheat harvest. Only wheat was paid, and the autumn harvest was not required.

"You have to hand over corn kernels. You can't hand over corn cobs. The country doesn't allow that. Not only do you have to hand over corn kernels, but they also have to be dried and moisture removed. They can only be put into storage after passing inspection. Otherwise, the commune will not accept them!" Village Chief Huo sighed and said.

It's no wonder that Village Chief Huo sighed. Paying public grain is really a troublesome matter. At that time, most rural areas had no roads and transportation was inconvenient. Most farmers relied on manpower, pushing carts or carrying shoulder poles to transport bags of grain to the grain station. The road was long and they had to set off before dawn. After several hours of travel, they transported the pre-dried grain to the grain station for acceptance and weighing.

If you are lucky, you can get it done in one trip. If you are unlucky, the grain will not meet the inspection standards and you have to take it back to dry it until it meets the standards before sending it back. It is no exaggeration to say that paying public grain is as hard as farming. It is definitely hard. After many families hand in their grain, the remaining grain is not enough for their own consumption.

Face to face with the loess, back to the sky, toiling in the fields for a year, the harvested grain is not enough to feed themselves, it makes me cry. But in this era, paying public grain is the task and mission entrusted to farmers by the state. National production and construction need the support of agriculture and the support of farmers. They must tighten their belts and put the country first.

Therefore, many people in later generations look down on farmers. They have simply lost their conscience. They don’t think about the fact that in the 21st century, we have high-rise buildings and complete industries, and we eat well and wear warm clothes. All of these are the foundations laid by the old farmers despite the huge gap between industry and agriculture. Without their existence, we would not have such a comfortable life in later generations. Anyone who speaks ill of farmers is either a fool, a bad person, or garbage.

"I only know how to pay taxes during the wheat harvest, but I really don't know about the autumn harvest. Let's take the corn cobs home, peel them, and dry them in the sun. After drying, we have to rub the kernels, which is hard work. How do you thresh the kernels?"

Speaking of this, Wang Luo remembered the hand-cranked thresher he used to have when he was a child. He didn't know if they still had one, so he asked curiously.

"How else can we thresh the rice? All the young and old in the village work together, rubbing it with our hands. We can't sit idle all year round, turning the soil, planting, watering, and harvesting. Even in the slack season, we have to repair canals and make pads in the winter. If we don't work, we won't have food to eat! But now it's much better than in the past. In the past, we not only didn't have enough to eat, but we could also lose our lives at any time. Now at least we don't have to fight anymore, and we are very satisfied!"

"Rubbing by hand is too slow. We should make a machine. I'll make one for you when I go back tonight. And you want to cut the sweet potatoes into slices and dry them. I'll make one for you too. It's a hand-cranked one that doesn't require electricity and is much faster than using your hands!"

Wang Luoxin said calmly that he might not understand other complex machines, but he knew these small mechanical objects in daily life very well because he encountered them every day.

"And this thing?"

"Of course it's necessary. It's not very complicated. Is there a blacksmith in your village? If there is a blacksmith, we can make it ourselves!"

"There is no blacksmith. Generally, every once in a while, a blacksmith comes to the village to repair farm tools. If that's the case, we can go directly to the commune. There is everything there. If it's not difficult, we can ask them to make it for us. Hey, now that we've come to this point, what are we waiting for? Let's go directly to the commune. The sooner we get the things back, the less trouble we have. You are a capable person. I believe in you. Let's go!"

Village chief Huo now saw clearly what Wang Luo was capable of. He said, "Okay, I promise I can do it." Without further ado, he took Wang Luo to the commune.

(End of this chapter)