I'm not a wild eater

The rice falls out of the husk, completing the separation of the rice grains from the husk.

As the beating continues, more and more rice grains are separated.

Mu Qing grabbed a handful and took a look.

There is still a small part of the grains that have not been shelled, and they continue to be beaten lightly a few times.

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Chapter 267

"No wonder you can only beat a small part each time."

"If there are too many, if all the husks are finished, there will definitely be a lot of rice grains that will be crushed."

Seeing that Muqing finished the first part, Yan Shu concluded.

"My wife is smart."

As Mu Qing said, the first batch of finished millet was poured onto another round dustpan.

"Uh...Xiao Shu, can you go and get two banana leaves?"

"In the woods by the river, where I hung up a long, long, long time ago." Mu Qing suddenly remembered that there was still one thing that was not prepared.

"It's rotten." Yan Shu said calmly.

"what?!"

"I noticed it when I first came here. It was already a little rotten at that time, and after so long, it's already rotten to the limit."

"Forget it, let's use a big dustpan later."

Muqing sighed, and took another part of the rice into the tree pit.

"Let me try it." Yan Shu grabbed the stick and grabbed it in front of his chest.

"Just try it, why are you snatching my stick?" Mu Qing patted Yan Shu's head, smiled and brought over the burnt mao root tea.

[What else can I do, I'm afraid you won't let me. 】

[Shu Ye: Do you think I really didn't see the things you didn't let me do? 】

[I also thought Master Shu didn't see it, but it doesn't seem to be the case. 】

[The appearance is iron and simple, but the heart is thieves. 】

[Is this really going to be pounded by Master Shu?Will it work miracles? 】

[For example, pound it into rice noodles? 】

Yan Shu held the stick.

Rarely, very patiently, he controlled his strength and beat the grains one by one.

Every little grain of rice burst out of the rice, and Yan Shu felt like a small firework exploded in his heart.

Mu Qing held the cup, drank tea and watched Yan Shu pound the rice.

Endure and endure.

Unable to bear it, he reached out to help Yan Shu wipe the drool off his mouth.

Suppressing a smile, he said, "It's almost dripping into the rice."

"You...are very annoying."

Yan Shu laughed and cursed, and poured the prepared rice grains and husks onto the round dustpan.

Pass the wooden stick to Muqing.

"Don't play anymore?"

"Hmm..." Yan Shu shook his head and sighed, "This thing is really rare, so handle it carefully."

Mu Qing took it with a smile, poured in the remaining rice grains, pounded it and poured it into the dustpan.

"Xiao Shu, take that long dustpan and put it here."

Muqing put other things on the stone bench, picked up the round dustpan with both hands, and said to Yan Shu.

"it is good."

Yan Shu ran to the bed, took out the rectangular dustpan from under the bed and put it on the table.

Muqing held both ends of the round dustpan with both hands, and sifted the rice and the chaff forward.

Lift up the dustpan with both hands at the same time, and blow the wind out of the mouth.

The chaff was so light that it was blown away one after another and landed on the rectangular dustpan in front of it.

Some flew far away and landed on the table and the floor outside.

The same action was repeated seven or eight times until only rice was left on the round dustpan.

Muqing handed the round dustpan to Yan Shu.

Bring the big wooden bucket, and put the square dustpan and the chaff on the table into the wooden bucket.

"Wow!"

"It smells delicious, let's start cooking!"

Yan Shu grabbed a handful of rice and let them fall freely.

The ordinary rice in life is very precious here.

"It's only one o'clock. I still have my lunch in my stomach."

Muqing found two deep bamboo tubes with stoppers from under the bed, stuffed the rice into them, and hung them on the beam in the middle.

"Ha... If I knew it could be done so quickly, I should have eaten some for lunch and steamed rice directly."

Yan Shu stared at the hung rice.

"Okay, okay, this rice meal can't escape."

"Let's go, let's go to the river to see if there is any harvest in the fish basket, and we will have a big meal tonight."