The food has been good these past few days, and Lin Chaodong and his men are full of energy. They are harvesting wheat much more efficiently than in previous years, perhaps because the harvest was poor this year. In any case, they finished harvesting their wheat very quickly.
After the wheat is harvested, the next step is to dry it and then thresh it.
Actually, there is another step before threshing, which is chopping the wheat. This involves cutting the wheat that has been transported to the threshing ground into pieces slightly above the middle with a chaff cutter. The root part is called the wheat stalk. After picking out the wheat ears again, the wheat can be used directly as firewood, or it can be bundled together with sorghum stalks to cover the roof. The wheat with the ears still attached is then threshed.
Their village only has one chaff cutter. By the time it's Yue Jiuyue's turn, the wheat harvest will probably be over. So, in recent years, they've just threshed the wheat directly. Even if they need wheat stalks to patch the roof, they can exchange them with other people.
Threshing is also a troublesome task. It requires people to pull the roller round and round, turning the wheat over and over again. It's like treating people like donkeys.
Then, the straw without any grains is gathered to the side with wooden forks and stacked into straw stacks. Besides being used as fuel, some of it can also be added when making mud bricks.
At this point, only wheat grains mixed with chaff, straw, and ears of wheat remain on the threshing floor. This requires winnowing, which involves using a wooden shovel to scatter these materials into the air when there is a slight breeze, using the wind to blow away the debris, leaving only the wheat grains on the ground.
Finally, of course, it's time to pack them up and take them home.
Because it's still a year of famine and taxes are waived, all this grain belongs to us.
The harvest was too small; the total yield from the six mu of land was less than three shi, which is just over three hundred jin.
How can such a small amount of grain be enough to feed a family of six until the autumn harvest?
Yue Jiuyue was somewhat glad that she had come, especially since she had brought a cheat code with her.
otherwise……
Alas! Famine years are truly difficult to endure!
"Mother, are we grinding flour and steaming buns today?"
Liu asked again, still in disbelief.
Yue Jiuyue frowned and gave a faint "Mm".
This was the umpteenth time Liu had asked, and Yue Jiuyue had answered the same question countless times.
Yue Jiuyue knew that Liu was reluctant to eat like this. After all, the steamed buns were made from wheat flour, and each one weighed two liang (approximately 100 grams). Only seven buns could be made from one jin (approximately 500 grams). If the whole family ate to their hearts' content, everyone's appetite would definitely be much larger than usual. Even three jin of flour might not be enough to make enough steamed buns. After all, a half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home.
But what others don't know is that she knows she has a special ability; she just wants these people to be able to eat their fill of steamed buns and taste their sweetness.
Actually, she wanted the whole family to have a meal with some oil and fat, but the sparrows wouldn't accept human feeding and all of them died that day. In order not to waste the meat, they ate it all the next day.
Therefore, she had already lowered her expectations, but in the eyes of the Liu family, these expectations were still a bit excessive.
But Yue Jiuyue was the mother, and when she spoke, how could Liu Shi dare to disobey?
"Yes, Mother."
With heavy steps, Liu scooped up four scoops of wheat, weighing about four pounds, which would yield three pounds of flour. Only then did she lead Xiaoman toward the stone mill in the village.
Yue Jiuyue: ...
Isn't this a bit much? It's like they're going to the execution ground; it made her feel a pang of sadness.
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