Deng Zhao, Chen He and Lu Han made two trips and brought back all the rice in the fields.
"Oh, it's too hot." Chen He wiped the sweat off his face and rinsed in the sink.
"We also need to pour the rice onto the ground and spread it out to dry." Chen Muyang said as he walked out of the kitchen.
Seeing that the three of them were almost done, Song Zhuer and Timo brought out watermelons for them.
"You guys take a break, come eat some watermelon, and enjoy the air conditioning in the room."
Although the work this morning was dull, many netizens missed their childhood life in the countryside.
"In the past, when my family threshed grain, we would go out before dawn and return at noon. In the afternoon, we would go out again after the sun went down and return home after the moon came out."
Yes, sometimes I would work for two hours and then just drink porridge and drink beer in the fields.
It’s a pity that I can’t go back. The fields at home have become barren mountains and wilderness.
〖So this is how rice is grown. This is the first time I’ve seen it.〗
In the kitchen, Yang Xuejian was making a fire and Gao Yuanyuan was helping her.
The kitchen is really hot.
Yang Xuejian's clothes were soaked with sweat from making the fire.
Soon, Chen Muyang finished cooking a large table of dishes.
Aunt Fang cooks for grandma, so there’s no need to send it over.
"I'll go out at 3:30 in the afternoon and try to finish it. It doesn't matter if it gets dark, there will be a moon."
Chen Muyang said while eating.
It was a three-mu piece of land, about two hundred square meters, and less than two-fifths of it was worked on in the morning.
"Are we going to work until dark?" Chen He widened his eyes.
"We're not in a hurry, let's take our time." Lu Han also said.
"We have to quickly harvest the millet and dry it in the sun while it hasn't rained in the past few days. It takes four or five days to dry. If it rains suddenly, we won't be able to grab it. The millet will only be used to feed chickens and ducks if it's soaked in water." Chen Muyang said.
"Is it so exaggerated?" Deng Zhao was a little unconvinced.
"You've heard of the unexpected, haven't you? You've heard of taking precautions, haven't you?"
"Okay, okay, you have the final say." Deng Zhao said.
"Lazhua, you should stay home in the afternoon and turn the rice over from time to time to drive away the sparrows that come to steal the rice."
"Everyone is going but I'm not. That's not good, right? And I can't even translate."
"It's okay, I'll teach you later."
"Oh~"
After dinner, everyone went for lunch break.
The netizens in the live broadcast room did not feel bored either, they started chatting among themselves.
〖Brother Yang really likes spicy claws.〗
"Nonsense! If she were my wife, I'd also prefer her."
I'm so envious. Lazhua is so lucky to have found a good husband.
"I also want a husband like Chen Muyang."
"Go to the temple and make a wish, girl."
〖Get lost─〗
3:30 pm.
When the harvesting team set out again, Song Zhuer stayed at home because she was pregnant.
Chen Muyang also went home and brought two big watermelons and put them in the field.
Take off your shoes and go to the fields. The water in the fields will not reach your ankles.
"Brother Zhao, you guys go ahead and fight first, I'll go cut the weeds for a while." Chen Muyang took a sickle.
The three girls were cutting too slowly.
"OK."
Chen Muyang was very fast, cutting one piece at a time, quickly and efficiently. In a short while, he had cut a large piece.
The sound of the threshing machine seemed to be accompanying him.
In fact, the ancient threshing method is to use half a bucket, which is the most primitive. Now it is basically mechanized, with semi-automatic and fully automatic machines, which are very convenient.
"Mu Yang, you are too fast." Gao Yuanyuan stood up, looking surprised.
The area cut by the three of them was not as wide as that cut by Chen Muyang alone.
"It's ok once you're proficient."
After seeing that the harvest was almost done, Chen Muyang went to operate the thresher.
The whole field was filled with the roar of threshers.
They took turns beating and cutting.
After more than an hour, half of the field was finally covered.
"Let's take a break." Deng Zhao shouted.
Everyone was sweating profusely and sat under a tree eating watermelon.
"I will remember the hard work today for the rest of my life." Chen He took a big bite of the watermelon.
"There is still half left, it will be finished soon." Deng Zhao said as he looked at the rice that had not been harvested yet.
"Actually, we are already very slow. When we were young, there were more people farming in the village. Everyone in the village would help one family harvest today, and then help the next family after harvesting. We could work on several fields in a day." Chen Muyang said.
"How much can this field of rice be sold for?" Yang Xuejian suddenly asked.
"We grow hybrid rice invented by Professor Yuan. In our area, the highest yield per mu can reach 1,600 kilograms."
"Our field is three mu (approximately 1 acre) and produces about 500 kilograms. Even if the rice can be sold at the ideal price of 1.5 yuan per kilogram, it would only be 750 yuan, not counting the water."
Chen Muyang did a simple calculation.
"That's too low. After working hard for a few months, there's not much left after deducting the costs." Lu Han was a little surprised.
The rice their family usually eats is ten or even dozens of times the amount of this rice.
"Yes, so almost all the young people in the village go out to work. When they earn money, they buy houses in the city and then bring their elderly parents there. As a result, there are not many people left to farm the fields in the village." Chen Muyang said.
"It's really hard work. I work hard for a whole year but don't get much money." Deng Zhao sighed.
The people in the live broadcast room were also expressing their feelings.
"Rice in our area costs less than one dollar and fifty cents. Some even only give one dollar."
Farmers have always been the hardest-working and most tired people.
"In fact, large-scale agriculture is very profitable."
"You're dreaming too much. The southwest is mostly terraced fields, so large-scale development is more difficult than in the plains. Furthermore, the land is not concentrated in one place, so it's impossible to scale it up, and modeling is unrealistic."
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