Chapter 145 Want to be a threshing tool

Author: That sour sugar

Chapter 145 Want to be a threshing tool

The weather is very good, and the villagers in Wangjiadun are starting to get busy, cutting rice in the fields to harvest rice.

Many of the tools in the Daxiang Dynasty were still very advanced, but they were not widely popular. There were curved plows in the fields, and water trucks and barrel trucks in the irrigation, but many people did not have plows, and more people still used rakes to turn the ground.

She wanted to see what the autumn harvest in the Daxiang Dynasty looked like.

The less land, relying on physical strength, to crush the rice, is to beat the rice hard and let the rice grains fall off. This has been done by her grandparents. When the daughter-in-law of that generation was said to be spoiled by her mother-in-law, she often listened to it.

The previous example of "squeezing rice" was about who had a child and continued to curl the rice.

People with lots of fields used a mill. First cut off a mu of rice, sprinkle evenly on the ground with water, then sprinkle it with wood ash, pull the heavy stone mill to smooth the ground, and then dry it into a field.

Used venue.

After they harvested the rice, they spread it flat on the field, dried it, pulled the mill back and forth, and most of the rice grains fell off.

Another way is to spread the rice on a flat ground and beat it with a flail. Fan Cheng wrote "The new building site is flat on the mirror, and every family beats rice while the frost is sunny. The laughter and singing are light thundering, and the flail sounds overnight.

bright."

After that, we have to use other tools to refine the threshing work. The woman and the child are busy, and use rakes to rake the remaining rice grains on the rice stalks. Her mother has done this job, and the machine is taken off and artificially

Rake once.

The tools of the Changchang are quite convenient as they were drawn in "The Art of Heaven and the Art of Creation", which is very convenient.

Chen Fan wanted to make a threshing tool. She drew a picture, a cylindrical threshing machine. It was like a mace, with rows of raised iron sheets on the cylinder. A threshing machine in the countryside can supply two

It's time for the three of them to thresh at the same time. Now she is trying to make a smaller one, isn't it feasible?

"Is the iron tools managed strictly?" Chen Fan asked Zhang Ci.

Zhang Ci looked at the picture: "It's a bit strict, but it's not so strict that it can't be done with a kitchen knife. There are still some private transactions."

Zhang Ci found a hardwood stick and slashed it with a dagger a few times, and wooden thorns bulged on the stick.

They walked to the field, found a few handfuls of rice, and drew the straw from 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 say anything.

She wanted to make one at home first, but what if she did it? If she handed over the ideas and even drawings, who would she be more reliable to hand it over?

The two walked home silently.

"Who is more reliable in Yuanfeng County or Qingzhou County?" Chen Fan looked at Zhang Ci.

Zhang Ci smiled: "Do you know the magistrate of Yuanfeng County?"

Chen Fan shook Yao's head with a smile.

"The Governor of Gyeongju is responsible for providing money and efforts. He wouldn'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 slightly dark: "You think of him when you think about it?"

"He is not the young master of the governor's family. He has a wide range of knowledge and may have a lot of ideas?"

"If you go find him, he will definitely be happy." Zhang Ci put down the teacup.

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

Which one is this singing?

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

"If this is done and the effect is very good, there will definitely be many people who want to own it. Can you make more money to sell it? Is it enough?" Zhang Ci looked at her, his face still not very good.

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

Zhang Ci's face 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 said huh: "If the government noticed it, we must hand over the plan, right? Is there any reward? Which is better, handing over the drawings or handing over the machine?"

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

Chen Fan touched his chin.

"I'll go and ask those little babies." Chen Fan stood up.

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

Chen Zhongzhu and the others planted the fields, saying that the rice was tiring and inefficient, and it was also very tiring to pull the mill. I saw it several times that I had not planted the fields these days and expressed my agreement.

"We have planted a lot of rice. Is there any way to make the rice thresh faster and more convenient?"

The children fell into deep thought.

After a while, Chen Zhongliang said: "I have to rake it after threshing. The rake tool is quite good, but there are so many rice, it's too slow to rake. I haven't used rakes to rake first for so many years."

"What if there were a lot of rakes together?" Chen Zhongzhu continued to follow the thoughts.

"Don't this still require many people to hold rakes? It's similar to how one person rakes." Chen Zhongmei poured cold water.

Chen Fan drew circles with his hands.

The children looked at her strangely and looked at her for a while.

Chen Fan opened his fingers and raked his left hand with his right hand, while the children were just looking at her.

Chen Fan took the stick with a thorn in and said, "You can think about it and think about the wheels of the carriage."
Chapter completed!