Little wealth

The sun rose higher and higher in the sky, and its hot light shone on the earth.

In the field is a figure bending over to work, sweat dripping down their cheeks into the ground, but there are still some smiles on their faces, the harvested millet will be used for their family to feed their families in the next year food.

As long as the weather is good and God doesn’t deliberately play tricks on people, if there is a good rain on this day and the food planted in the ground can grow, they will have a good job and the family can live this life well.There is no need to rely on gnawing bark and selling children to survive like in disaster years.When it comes to natural disasters, everyone is afraid, and the last thing the people want is to encounter natural disasters.

Some people nearby also noticed that a few fresh faces had come to the Zhao family's field, and the village chief seemed to have also come.

But at this time, everyone is busy collecting food, and no one cares about other people's affairs.

After harvesting the last handful of crops, Master Xu raised his bent waist, his face twisted with soreness.This farm work is even harder than practicing martial arts, and he feels a little bit that his waist is not his own.

"How is it? It's fun to collect grain, isn't it?" Compared with Mr. Xu, who has never done farm work, our county magistrate looks better.As for whether it is really good, only the county magistrate himself knows in his heart.

"Xu has admitted defeat. Xu is indeed inferior to Master Fu in this respect." Master Xu surrendered to Master Fu.

"Admit it, come and help the people of Anyang collect food when you have time in the future, and you will become proficient if you learn more." Mr. Fu smiled and cupped his hands, accepting the title he won.Only when he turned his head and handed the sickle to the person behind him, he gritted his teeth and tried not to reach out to support his waist.

It is impossible to say that after bending for so long, the waist will not be sore!Only he can understand this pain!

Seeing that the boy was about to reach out to help him, Mr. Fu gave him a look of "Don't come and help me".

Seeing the expressions on their master's face, the boy knew that their master was holding back just now.But he can't demolish their master's platform, this is what their master has won back after bending for so long.

Xu Ren looked at Master Fu's leaving back, just smiled in his heart, and didn't expose the civil servant who wanted to save face. ,

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Although they have been working for a long time, it is not even noon yet, but because they have a large number of people, it doesn't take much effort to collect the millet in such a field.

The county magistrate and the village chief all rested under the tree.

The village chief didn't go to the field just now, and no one had any extra sickle to borrow at this time, and he couldn't borrow a sickle to work.Moreover, at his age, he would not be able to do these jobs for a long time. All the fields in his family were rented out to the people in the village for planting, and his family had stopped farming for a long time.

At this time, the Zhao family brothers did not go to rest. The two brothers took a wooden frame from the cart and put the wooden frame on the ground.

There is an opening on the top of the wooden shelf, and there is also an opening at the bottom. They put a big basket in the lower opening, and then Zhao He put the wheat in through the front opening. , the wheat was knocked out, along the mouth, and fell to the big basket below.

"Brother, come out, come out! Our millet has come out." Zhao Hu bent down to see the millet coming out from below, and shouted happily.

Straightening up, Zhao Hu said to his elder brother: "Brother, let me come, I will step on it for you."

"Then you help step on it, and I'll beat it." Zhao He stepped aside and continued to beat with the millet in his hands.

"Brother, look at mine." Zhao Huyi said, stepping on the pedals vigorously, the rollers on the top turned rapidly, and the crackling grains fell down, and the bottom was paved in a short while. A layer of golden millet.

Master Fu took a sip of water, and before he could catch his breath, he saw the man from the Zhao family bring over a strange wooden frame, and put the millet in it to beat, so briskly and effortlessly Beat out the millet?

He has been the magistrate of Anyang County for so long, he has visited so many villages below, and every year he goes to see the people under his rule collecting grain, but he has never seen such a strange wooden shelf.

This time, even Mr. Fu couldn't help being surprised, he put the handkerchief to wipe the sweat to the boy behind him, and he went to the strange wooden shelf, with an uncontrollable surprise on his face , asked: "What are you using?"

The village head and master Xu also followed behind. Master Xu didn't understand these things, but the village head was a native farmer, but he knew the importance of harvesting grain.

If their village could have a few such fast and good wooden frames for producing grain, the people in their village would be able to quickly break out the harvested grain, dry it and put it in the house for hiding. , you don’t have to worry about rainy days and damage to the millet if the hand behind you is slow.

The sky in July is the easiest to change. The day before is still full of sunshine, and the day after may be drizzled continuously.What they are most afraid of when harvesting millet is that it will encounter rainy days. The millet will become moldy when it is wet by the rain.If the grain harvested by any family gets moldy in the rain, that hard year will be over.

"Yeah, Boy He, what are you using?" The village chief's expression was both surprised and happy. It should be said that the joy was greater than the surprise. A pair of eyes were glued to the wooden frame that can thresh millet, but I like it.

"Third Grandfather, what we use here is a threshing machine, and it was made by my elder brother and me." Speaking of this, Zhao Hu looked proud. He and his elder brother drove out this thing overnight. In order to be able to use it when threshing millet.

But now it seems that this threshing machine is much better than the method they used to thresh the millet. In the past, they put the millet in the wooden car and beat it to beat the millet. Now they only need to put the millet into the threshing In the grain machine, step on the lower pedal, and the grain can be quickly punched out.

"Threshing machine?" The village head had never heard of such a thing.

Naturally, the county magistrate has never heard of it.Master Xu didn't even know what this strange wooden shelf was.

"You guys made this?" However, the county magistrate who has often been running to the fields this year still knows more about the use of this threshing machine than Master Xu who came from Kyoto. Hearing that it was made by the brothers of the Zhao family, he immediately He asked, "I don't know how long it will take for you to make one such threshing machine. If I order twenty such threshing machines from you, how long will it take to give it to me?"

"If you hurry up, you can produce one in a day, and it will take about half a month for twenty at the earliest." Zhao He stopped his work and said truthfully.

Seeing his brother stop, Zhao Hu also stopped, listening to his brother talking to the county magistrate.

When the county magistrate heard it, his face was a little silent, half a month, it's been a long time?This time is the most important time for harvesting grain, and this thresher must be made useful before the villagers below collect the grain, otherwise it will not be used until this time next year.

Master Fu thought about this in his heart, looked up at Zhao He and said, "How about this, I'll send a few master carpenters from the yamen to follow you, and you can make these twenty threshing machines for me as soon as possible. I will distribute them to the villages in Anyang County. As for the cost of this threshing machine, you can still calculate it, and the manpower I transfer to you will be purely to help you work."

However, Zhao He was a little hesitant on his face. The food for their family had not been harvested yet, so he really didn't have extra time to pick up the work at this time.

But he also knows that the county magistrate wants to buy these threshing machines for the people in other villages. They may collect the grain in ten days and half a month. If it is collected, their threshing machine will not be of much use at that time.

Seemingly seeing Zhao He's hesitation, the village head helped the county magistrate and said, "Boy He, you are worried that no one will help you collect the food at home, so how about this? I will find some people in our village to help your family. Collecting grain, but when the time comes, you can lend this threshing machine to other people in our village, do you think it is feasible?"

"Well, our family doesn't have a lot of land. We only have a few acres of land. We harvested the grain and beat out the millet in these two days. This threshing machine is placed on the farm. Whoever wants to use it Use it in the past." Now that we have talked about this, Zhao He is not a stingy person, things are made by them, and he can repair them himself if they are worn out.

At the same time, he also asked the county magistrate to help make the threshing machines, and said: "If your lord can send some carpenters to help me, I will see if I can make these threshing machines within six or seven days." come out."

"Okay, I'll send someone back to inform the carpenter, let them come to your house early tomorrow morning, and send me as many as you can produce a day, so that I can send someone to the village below." The county magistrate also agreed. Not to mention the blueprint of the threshing machine, this thing was made by others, although he knew it was a good thing that benefited the country and the people, but he couldn't ask for things from the people for nothing.

"Well, yes." Zhao He nodded, and did not discuss the matter of money with the county magistrate. He has to go back and talk to Fu Lang about this matter. After all, Fu Lang asked him to make this threshing machine Otherwise, he would not have known such a useful threshing machine.

He knew that his husband must have brought these useful things from the original world. He didn't tell the county magistrate about his husband, because he was afraid that the county magistrate would know that his husband had drawn this thing. Yes, it will be difficult for them to explain these things clearly.

But Zhao He is not willing to put Fu Lang in front of others, even though he knows that his Fu Lang is very smart, even knows more than him as a carpenter, and many of the things he made were told by Fu Lang.His husband is so good, it can only belong to him alone.

As for the secret about Fu Lang, it is a secret between their husband and wife. He will never tell anyone else, not even their children, or his Eminem and his own brother. He will be brought into the coffin until he dies, and no one will know about it.