Transmigrating to the Great Tang: Banished to Lingnan at the Start

Overworked employee Su Ying died from continuous overtime and transmigrated to the second year of Zhenguan in the Great Tang dynasty. She became Su Ying, the eldest daughter of Su Buchang, the Chan...

Chapter 274 It Turns Out to Be Caused by Dust

Chapter 274 It Turns Out to Be Caused by Dust

"Second Aunt, you don't need to go to the bean plantation. Just rest at home."

In the morning, Su Ying, Du and Wei carried hoes and went to the fields to plant beans. Yang Chunhua wanted to go, but was persuaded by Su Ying.

"You're not that delicate. You went to bed even when you were pregnant with Bao!"

Yang Chunhua was used to working, and felt uncomfortable lying down for a few days. He would rather do something to pass the time.

"Second Aunt, if you feel bored at home alone, you can come with us to the fields and just sit and watch.

The ground has already been turned over. We just need to make nests, plant beans, and cover them with soil. It’s enough for a few of us.” Su Ying reminded.

"It saves a lot, it saves a lot!" Yang Chunhua knew that Su Ying was kind and caring about her.

A family of women and children came to the field carrying hoes and bean seeds.

"Father, why are you here?" Yang Chunhua saw his father, Old Man Yang.

Not only several village elders, but also the men at home, Mrs. Zheng and others were working in the fields.

"The nest has been dug, all you have to do is plant the beans!" the men in front laughed.

Su Ying asked the boys in the village to work and study and go out to travel. The villagers had nothing to give in return, so they came to help spontaneously.

"Well, thank you all uncles and sisters! You also have to farm your own land, so go and get busy with your work!" Su Ying advised.

"Aying, there's no need to delay. The land has been plowed. Even though your family has more than ten acres of land and there are many people, it will be done in half a day at most." The men waved their hoes without stopping.

"That's right, Aying! It won't take long!" Madam Zheng and several other women came forward to get the bean seeds and scattered them along the nest.

Madam Zheng grabbed a handful of bean seeds, feeling that they were quite moist. "Aying, your bean seeds are really good! They are big and plump! Did they get soaked again?"

"Yes, after selecting the seeds, soak them for about three hours and drain them. The germination rate will be high and the germination will be fast!" Su Ying replied.

"Aying, what about the mung beans? They also take three hours?" Someone took the mung beans and planted them in another field.

"Two hours is enough for mung beans!" Su Ying smiled. "From now on, we will rotate beans and crops. The land will no longer be compacted, and the yields of beans and crops will be high."

"Aying, our vermicelli factory doesn't have much production. What should we do next?" The villagers chatted while working.

"Don't worry, after these few busy days, we will buy soybeans and mung beans and adjust the product structure.

Soybeans are used to extract oil, bean cakes are used to make tofu and make soy products, and the remaining bean dregs are used to make pancakes and cook dishes, so nothing is wasted.

If you are willing to spend it, you can feed it to livestock, cows, horses, and pigs to make them grow strong, and it can also be used as fertilizer, which is also good fertilizer.

Mung bean vermicelli, we will only make these two things from now on."

"Ah? We don't want to make fern roots, kudzu roots, and konjac anymore? What a pity!" Some villagers were reluctant to do so.

"We've almost dug up all the fern roots, kudzu roots, and konjac around here. Artificial planting and natural growth take a long time, unlike these beans, which have a short growth period.

We have money now, so we can make high-quality products. The technology for making mung bean vermicelli is only available in our village, so we don’t have to worry about a lack of production.”

"Really? That's great!" The villagers were immediately excited when they had a new business. They couldn't wait to finish their work in the fields and go to the vermicelli factory to make vermicelli.

Since Yang Chunhua didn't get any work, she served tea and water to everyone, and then sat on the ground with Old Lady Su and Mrs. Gao to listen to everyone's conversation.

Fu Zhong also came to the field. He was bored and thought he might as well help the Su family, but he didn't expect that there were so many people in the field.

So he also sat by the field and watched people work.

"Mr. Fu is here!" The villagers looked at Fu Zhong with special affection.

"Hmm!" Fu Zhong was not used to the enthusiasm of the crowd and felt a little uncomfortable!

"Mr. Fu, my child is naughty. If he doesn't listen, you can discipline him without hesitation. We won't say a word!" said a villager naively.

"?" Fu Zhong was stunned and said awkwardly, "You're welcome, you're welcome. The child has been well-educated, very good!"

But it’s good that the parents have this attitude, at least they are not unreasonable.

In just half a day, the Su family had planted half of their more than ten acres of land with soybeans and half with mung beans.

"Come to my house for lunch!" Su Ying invited. Everyone helped, so they couldn't let them work for nothing.

"Okay! Everything is cooked at home, so there's no need to bother!" The villagers shook off the mud on their bodies and went home carrying their hoes.

Next, Mrs. Du, Mrs. Wei, and Yang Chunhua worked for two consecutive days to make new clothes for the children, and also sewed a lot of masks and hats.

Su Ying packed her things into a bag and rode her horse to Qingshi Mountain. Now she no longer needed Atang to control the horse and could ride it around.

Su Ying put on a mask as she could see the smoke and dust floating in the air from a distance.

"Da da da!" The sound of horse hooves came from far away.

Su Lao Er looked up and saw his niece riding over with her face covered. But a few days later, his niece came again. "A Ying, what's the matter?"

"I've got something for you!" Su Ying dismounted and opened the bag.

"What does this mean?" Su Laoer picked up the mask, which was the same as the one his niece was wearing, and there was also a strange thing on it, and he couldn't tell how to use it.

"This is a mask, and this is a dust cover." Su Ying introduced.

"No, no! Men are not that delicate!" Su Laoer laughed.

The others gathered around, picked up the things and gestured, shaking their heads, "Aying, what a waste! Such good gauze!"

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle Yang, Third Uncle Wang! Put them on, all of you!"

Su Ying pulled her second uncle over, put a mask on him, and then put on a dust mask, "Look, that's it!"

"Oh! Brother-in-law, why do you look like a robber? Hahaha..." Yang Erlang burst into laughter as he looked at the masked Su Laoer.

"Oh, that's true, hahaha..." The others also laughed.

"Aying, you really don't need it!" Su Laoer hurriedly took it off when he heard it.

"Don't move, Second Uncle!" Su Ying stopped him. "Second Uncle Yang, Third Uncle Wang, don't laugh, put them on. This isn't about being spoiled, it's for your own good!"

"Really, no need, Aying, thank you! It's not necessary!" The men waved their hands.

"Listen to me!" Su Ying said seriously, "If you inhale too much of this dust, it will settle in your lungs and become as hard as stone. Your lungs will become like stone, making it impossible to breathe, and you'll suffocate to death."

When everyone present heard this, they were stunned and looked at each other. These words were too horrifying.

"Aying, who told you that? Is it really that scary?" Yang Erlang asked.

"This doesn't happen overnight. Over time, the symptoms accumulate and the person will gradually start to cough and breathing becomes increasingly difficult.

Those who are slightly older or who smoked too much gradually lose their breath and can only wait for death in the torment of being unable to breathe," Su Ying described the symptoms.

"Ah, Ah Ying! Besides difficulty breathing, are you also coughing, coughing up phlegm, chest pain, and fever?" Su Laoer's voice trembled.

"Yes, second uncle! So you must take good protection." Su Ying nodded.

"So that's it, so that's it!" Su Laoer suddenly realized.

The Jiangzuojian had lime kilns, iron ore kilns, etc. The craftsmen there all showed these symptoms early on and died painfully in their thirties.

I couldn't figure out the reason, it turns out it was caused by dust!

"So, you have to wear these protective masks." Su Ying said.

The faces of the people present changed drastically. They quickly took the masks and dust masks and put them on, and no longer laughed at them like robbers.

"Is this okay?" everyone asked Su Ying, seeking psychological comfort.

"It's better, but it's not foolproof! This kind of work can't be done for too long, people have to be replaced in one or two years!" Su Ying said to everyone.

"Once cement is developed, if Lingnan really starts paving the road, you will be assigned to different places. When recruiting and employing people, you must take good protection measures, and the employment period should not be too long."