I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 106 Who Knows Who's Hot?

(There are some chapters that have been adjusted before. Readers who have read them before the revision can skip them. Of course, you can also take a look to see if the flavor is different:))

Not all places are as lucky as Gao Laozhuang.

It rained quickly and slowly, but it never stopped. Only relying on the criss-cross ditches in the fields, the water could not be drained at all.Where the village is not near the river, the water in the fields will soon be unable to drain.On the third day, villagers in many places could only watch helplessly as their uncollected crops were submerged in muddy water.If the rain had stopped sooner, the sorghum could have been taken back a little bit, but the sorghum is definitely over.

Farmers in many places cry, but they still have to live after crying. Fortunately, now that there is underfloor heating, the harvested crops will not rot at home, or just watch them germinate.If the imperial court can reduce or exempt some taxes, mix grass roots and bark, and tighten the belt, this day can still survive.

Gaolaozhuang is close to the Qinghe River, and the canals were dredged earlier, so it took one more day to harvest the crops than other places. In addition, Wang Zi'an, a good farmer who opened the door, on the fourth day, the crops were harvested for seven days. Seven or eight.But there is simply not enough room for so many crops in the cave. Even if all the newly built school buildings and Wang Zi'an's cave are used, it still cannot be piled up.The most important thing is that even if you can put it down, you can't put it all in. If you rely on floor heating to dry the crops, you can't spread the crops too thickly, otherwise it won't work at all.As a result, many crops that were snatched by the rain had to be piled up in a mess in the yard, watching helplessly as they were drenched by the rain.

If the grains cannot be threshed in time, the crops brought back from the rain will still rot and sprout.

Uncle Gao, Second Uncle Qi, and Mr. Zhang and several other elderly people in the village habitually gathered at Uncle Gao's house at night, pondering over ideas with a heavy expression on their faces.

"The ground at home is too small, and we can't keep up with the speed of threshing."

Uncle Qi squatted on the ground, beating the millet that had just been dried, and said with a frown.The size of the house is small, and there are a lot of dry crops piled up, and there is room for drying the crops. Even if other rooms without floor heating are occupied, there will not be much room for beating the millet. , not to mention smashing it with a stick.

"Pile up the dried ones in other rooms first. The room with floor heating cannot be occupied. You can put as much as you can in other rooms. Don't worry about it, it's better than rotten!"

Uncle Gao only scratched his scalp angrily, and the speed of threshing was limited, and no one could do anything about it.The other rooms are all piled up, and even the place where people sleep has been vacated, but there is still not much room for them. Right now, they can only dry while speeding up the threshing speed as much as possible.

"Hey, it would be nice if we all had Zi'an's speed."

Gao Sanye slapped his thigh hard and sighed.Wang Zi'an's speed is really fast, grab a handful, shake it off, and the millet will fall down, but Gao Laozhuang's hundreds of acres of land, relying on Wang Zi'an can't solve the problem at all.

Looking at the few people who were helpless and worried about threshing, Wang Zi'an suddenly had a flash of inspiration, put down the bean straw in his hand, and looked up.

"I suddenly remembered something. In our hometown, there is a special tool for threshing. It doesn't take up much space, but the speed of threshing doesn't seem to be slow. How can it keep up with the work of three or five people?"

Wang Zi'an's tone was a little uncertain, because what he mentioned was a relatively primitive pedal thresher. He had only seen this kind of tool in an agricultural museum in his previous life. The principle, but I have never used it myself. As for how much food can be removed in a day, I am really not sure, but thinking about it, it must be much faster than beating it with hands, right?

Unexpectedly, before the voice on this side fell, the arm on the other side was grabbed by Uncle Gao.

"Do you remember how to do it?"

A few old men also cheered and gathered around, looking at Wang Zi'an nervously, lest Wang Zi'an say a word "no".

Everyone in Gaolaozhuang, including Uncle Gao and others, is now a little superstitious about the things in Wang Zi'an's hometown. Because of the new stove and heated kang, today's Gaolaozhuang construction team has long since turned from a pheasant into a phoenix, and has become a nearby ten-mile village. Orders for the sweet pastry in Baxiang can already be received by Niangen.Just before the rain, some old men from neighboring villages would come to the village every now and then to inquire.So, when I heard that Wang Zi'an's hometown had something good for threshing millet, I immediately believed it. I didn't ask if there was any, but I was only worried about it.

"It's okay, I should remember some."

Seeing that Uncle Gao was so excited, Wang Zi'an nodded quickly.He really knows this thing. When he was living in seclusion in the mountains with his master in his previous life, he also used a simple homemade thresher for the soybeans, corn, and wheat that he grew. Of course, the homemade thresher is more efficient than the pedal one original……

It was only later that the master stopped using it, and changed it to beating——Wang Zi'an threw out the beans and wheat in a field of more than ten acres by himself, and he was very skilled in using Zhenzijue and Douzijue. up.

Seeing Wang Zi'an nodding, the old men almost pulled off their beards in joy.Uncle Gao was as happy as a child, grinding on the spot and throwing the bean stalks on the ground.

"Zian, you said how to do it, let's try it now!"

Gao Laozhuang does not have a professional carpenter, but those who have been doing construction for many years, there is always some basic carpentry work. Small jobs such as riveting beams are usually done by themselves. After a long time, it can basically be regarded as semi As a carpenter, he can't do big jobs, but some small jobs are really easy.

Wang Zi'an still underestimated the fanaticism of Uncle Gao and the others.

When Uncle Gao, who was looking for tools, said that Wang Zi'an was going to make a new type of farm tool that could threshing, some carpenters in the village would throw away the bean stalks in their hands, and rushed to Uncle Gao with a bamboo hat Home is here.All the wood and tools were ready-made. At night, Uncle Gao’s house made an exception and lit two more oil lamps. Several people lowered their heads and began to rush to make according to the pattern drawn by Wang Zi’an.

If this new tool is really as easy to use as Wang Zi'an said, the folks in the village will really be saved.Not only that, but the time for autumn harvest can be greatly shortened in the future, and the time saved can be used to open up wasteland.Although it is difficult to open up wasteland on those deserted hills, it is still idle if you are idle, and you can get an extra income if you can open up a penny.

Thinking of this, these people couldn't help feeling hot. Of course, the room was also quite hot, and everyone was sweating profusely. If it wasn't for the presence of Aunt Gao, these big men would have liked to be shirtless—it would be burned in August. Underfloor heating, whoever knows how hot it is, not to mention burning fiercely at all costs...

PS: Can anyone tell me what is wrong with this chapter? Can I write about ordinary people harvesting crops?
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