meal,

Sanba made it.

But in the end, most of them got into the autumn harvest.

Sangbai is not used to eating these rice, not because the rice is not good, but because there are too many impurities in the rice, such as rice bran, rice without shells, and even small stones.

I had to pick a bowl of rice while eating it. In the end, I simply stopped picking the cypress and sent it all into the autumn harvest.

Such things really make Sang Bo, who was born decades later, feel a little uncomfortable.

After the two peaches were eaten, Sang Bai patted his stomach and began to toss the food.

I plan to live here for a while, so Sangbai must consider how to pass the future. The grain is one level, and there is meat. As for vegetables, it is very easy to get there. This is the countryside, and it is impossible to lack green leafy vegetables.

Picking more than a dozen unshelled rice from the bag, plus more than a dozen millets, the mulberry turned around and entered the space.

After coming in, he turned around and went straight to the well, scooped a spoonful of water and poured it directly on the rice grains in his hand.

The fruit is not actually, just like the Sangbai phoenix guessed, the rice immediately sprouted and poured it down with two spoons of water. Sangbai had a heavy bunch of golden rice in his hand.

Keep coming!

Not long after, it was like magic, there were two large piles of rice beside Sangbai, a pile of wheat on the left and a pile of rice on the right. All of them were not threshed, with poles and roots and grain.

This made Sang Bai very worried.

“How to thresh?”

After flipping through the groceries I brought in, Sanbo really caught some treasures, a small lantern, a few lighters, etc.

As for home appliances, Sangbai has everything from refrigerators to microwaves, and even some old antique appliances. Back to eighty-year-olds, Sangbai also adapted to the mentality of being more suitable and made some nostalgic things to sell. Only two days before eighty-year-old Sangbai sold two vinyl record players online.

There are really some electronic products that have been sucked in, but these are completely useless. A small village where oil lamps are needed at night is a bit too much to talk about?

After coming out of the space, Sang Bo found that it was already dark. He originally planned to go to Chen Dongsheng to ask, but it was not suitable at this time.

So I returned to the space and continued to fiddle with the food.

After fiddling with a bunch of them, Sang Bai then went back to bed to sleep.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the sky was about to brighten, and a little bit of white fish belly just popped up in the east.

It was nothing, so Sangbai simply took Qiushou out for a walk.

There is no way to go to the village because the autumn harvest will scare poultry, so the mulberry cypresses slid west along the river.

Liushu Village is located between two mountains. The bottom is the river channel. The small village is located on a small hillside to the north. A small path passes through the doors of the village.

There are small vegetable gardens at the door of the village house to the riverside. They are surrounded by thorny vines. It seems that they cannot be surrounded by a year or two. At least it takes more than ten years to grow like that.

There are quite a lot of trees around the village, mainly poplar and locust trees, and some jujube trees, which are quite mixed anyway.

There are all willow trees on the south side of the road. You can tell at a glance that they have been carefully arranged. All the willow trees are about thick, and the spacing is the same, all at seven or eight meters.

Each willow tree needs an adult to pick it up. Although it is winter, the thousands of silk strips of willow crowns still make people feel the swaying temperament of their branches and leaves.

From a distance, the river was quite narrow, but when I got closer, I found that the river surface was seven or eight meters wide, and there were willow trees on both sides of the river. These willow trees were the same as those next to the village road. It seemed that they were planted at about the same time.

Now the river surface is frozen firmly, let alone the mulberry cypresses, there is no problem even when going up the autumn harvest station.

The other side of the river is farmland, and the closest to the river may be paddy fields. There are two places on the river bank with water wheels. If you walk a little further down the slope, you will find wheat fields. It looks a bit like terraced fields, but the hillside here is gentle, so the villagers did not flatten the soil, but drove the ridges directly along the slope.

Now the fields are covered with snow, and there are vaguely half of wheat seedlings that drill out of the snow quilt and poke their heads in the cold wind.

The wheat seedlings grow well, but this field is a bit bad. None of them are regular, and some rocks can be seen from time to time in the field.

Going further west, there is a barren mountain. There is nothing but snow here. After walking for a long time, I didn’t even see a rabbit, let alone anything else. Apart from the shrubs, there are a small number of tree stumps left behind.

Judging from the stumps, these trees have been cut down for some years, because some of them have been rotten, and some have even been cut down twice. New branches as thick as bowls have been cut off from the stumps. These trees were not picked by the villagers, but were cut down by the state to exchange for foreign exchange.

Sang Bai didn't understand that this was not decades later. Our big Chinese had a big waist and a big waist, with more than 3 trillion US dollars in foreign exchange reserves. At this time, the country only had 2.7 billion US dollars. The country needs money to build a country, and foreign exchange is needed to buy machinery and equipment. There is no way to exchange logging for money to ensure development.

When I wandered around and hung high, there was nothing good to see. Apart from the mountains and trees, it was even white at this time, so the mulberry cypress walked back with the autumn harvest.

Before we arrived at the small yard, we found that Chen Dongsheng was coming here.

"I happened to ask you something," Sangbai waved immediately.

Chen Dongsheng ran over happily: "What's the matter, Brother Sangbai".

"What's the threshing machine used here?" asked Sang Bo.

Chen Dongsheng was stunned for a moment: "What threshing machine? Do you use a machine to harvest grain? Oh, maybe it's used outside. We don't use it here, just use a pole, or use a mill to pull it with a mule..."

After listening to Chen Dongsheng's explanation for a while, Sang Bai understood what he was talking about. It was a small wooden pole that was moving from a long pole to hit the wheat pole. The small pole had a great force due to inertia, so it could take off the wheat particles from the straw.

As for animal pulling mills, it is even simpler. Many people may not have seen any stone mills. In fact, they are just cylindrical stones with patterns on the cylinder surface and a concave hole in the middle of the two ends of the flat head. They are fixed with a wooden frame, and then pulled and crushed with the animal to crush the grain off the stems.

"There is no way to save effort?" Sang Bai scratched his head a little.

Chen Dongsheng asked back: "What else can I do?"

"Forget it." Sang Bai glanced at it and asked about this boy was in vain, so he opened the door and took the boy into the yard.

"It's okay today?"

Chen Dongsheng said: "What can happen to this day? Everyone is at home, but it takes a few days to live such a relaxing life, and at most twenty days, it's time to work in the fields."

Sang Bai nodded, then asked, "Is there any book for me to read?"

Life is quite boring, so Sangbai decided to find some books to read. Even if it is a villain, it is better than being idle.

Chen Dongsheng said, "There is no other literacy in our village except Grandpa Lu Er. There are no books in it. Even Grandpa Lu Er doesn't know many words, so he can write his own name."

"Only one who can read?" Sang Bo was a little confused.

Chen Dongsheng said: "Yes."

Tsk!

Sang Bai didn't know what to say for a moment, but the whole village was full of illiterate eyes and blind.

"How about Brother Sangbai, please teach me how to recognize words," Chen Dongsheng said.

Sang Bo thought it was nothing, so he went out to break a branch, squatted in the place and taught Chen Dongsheng to write with the branches.

"This is Chen, Erdong Chen, this is Dongsheng, why is Erdong called Erdong? Pay attention..."

Sang Bai teaches people well, but the students are a little stupid and can't write their own names well after hours. They either lack points or miss them.

Sang Bai was also scared, and he still taught him all morning with great pleasure.

At noon, Sang Bo wanted to keep Chen Dongsheng for dinner, but who knew that this kid would run away without a trace.

Without Chen Dongsheng, Sang Bai had to cook something. He boiled a pot of hot water and directly put it in his original hot water bottle and threw it into the space.

After dinner, Sangbai was about to take a break, but who knew that a noise outside reached Sangbai's ears.

When he left the yard, Sang Bo found that not only Chen Dongsheng was coming, but also seven or eight girls and a half years old were followed by them, and they didn't look old.

But now Sangbai will not draw conclusions easily. The people in Liushuzhuang are all malnourished. With the experience of Sangbaiyuan time and space, he developed into a junior high school student at most.

But Chen Dongsheng is 18 years old. In the original time and space, he has graduated from high school. Even according to the national average, he must be 1.7 meters tall, but Chen Dongsheng is only 1.62 meters tall.

"Brother Sangbai, they want to learn writing with you too."

Chen Dongsheng pushed open the door and shouted.

The new kids stood at the door, and they were dressed up, but they were still the same as the third child. Some girls were a little bit lustful, and their rusty red jackets were still patched. Sang Bai even found a thin little girl wearing single shoes on her feet.

The jackets on each of these children are not that thick, and they seem to be a little shaking when standing in the cold wind.

The children standing at the door were also resistant to the freezing. Now everyone's attention was not on Sang Bai, and they all looked at the autumn harvest.

The huge black bear is obviously much more interesting to them than Sandbeck.

"Okay! If you want to learn..."

After thinking about it, Sangbai had to arrange the place to study in the house. Although the light in the house was dim, it could at least block the wind or something.

"Okay, come in, what Brother Sangbai said is very interesting."

Chen Dongsheng waved his hand and the children arrived at Sangbai's broken hall.

It is not possible to close the door and light the lights. It is just a dark room like a crypt. If you don’t hang a light door, just like the night.

Therefore, Teacher Sang set his teaching point at the door, just where the solar energy shines.

"You and you, come and sit close to the bear, put your feet under the bear's belly, and warm it up..."

Seeing the children entering the house, Sang Bai signaled Qiu Huo to lie down to serve as physical warm babies for a few thin children.

At first, these children were a little scared, but one of them touched the bear, and soon the rest of their courage became fat. In a short while, a few young people were no longer afraid.

Qiu Sheng had just eaten his stomach and was about to take a nap now. When he heard Sang Bai's order, he slapped directly on the ground. After a while, he snored and started to suck.

"Today we learn to write our own name, so let's introduce ourselves and come from you."

Sang Bai pointed at the girl who looked the biggest in her left hand.

The little girl was a little shy and she was shy for a long time without a word popping up.

"She's called Sanniu!" said a little boy next to her.
To be continued...