Chapter 172: Harvesting Wheat
The rush to harvest is about to begin.
Even the youngest child in the village knew the importance of this event.
Harvesting wheat is very tiring. It all depends on manual work with sickles. After a whole day, you can hardly lift your arms.
Everyone in the village, young and old, has to go to work.
When Tang Wan first arrived, she fainted while working, leaving the impression on the villagers that she was in poor health. Therefore, the work assigned to her at this time was also easy.
Tang Wan didn't care about those work points. Easy work was just right for her.
To say it was easy was only in comparison with the difficulty of harvesting wheat among Qin Zheng and the others.
What she and Grandma Bai had to do was to bundle the wheat they had harvested into piles and then move them to the threshing ground.
When they took these to the threshing floor, someone there would immediately come with a stone mill pulled by oxen to run over the wheat to remove the husks.
There is someone supervising every link.
Food was hard currency at that time, and no one was not tempted by the food in their hands. Everyone wanted to secretly bring some food back by various means.
It continues despite repeated bans.
The team leader said today that if you are caught, you will be fined work points. This punishment is probably more severe. Tang Wan has not seen anyone dare to do this yet.
However, the reason for not doing so may also be that they are too tired.
Sunny days are a good time to harvest wheat, but it is not good weather for the harvesters.
Beads of sweat streamed down his face and dripped onto the ground.
The sun-baked earth looked as though there were no shade anywhere.
When harvesting wheat, any exposed skin would feel an unbearable itch, but no one had time to care about it.
Everyone is already doing the task at hand mechanically.
Numbly harvesting wheat, bundling wheat, and transporting wheat.
People can only feel excited when they see the piles of wheat in the threshing ground.
Cows get tired at night.
The village initially raised a calf but it was not raised well, so there is still only one cow in the village.
After threshing the wheat field all day, it was impossible to let the ox work at night, so the men in the village took turns pulling the stone mill at night.
The weight of the stone mill is not something that one man can do, it would take at least two or three.
So this is also a division of labor.
There were five people guarding the millstone in the first half of the night, and there were also five people guarding the millstone in the second half of the night.
Today Qin Zheng and Dongzi were assigned to the first half of the night.
So after finishing work in the evening, Qin Zheng and Dongzi had dinner, took some water and went to the wheat field.
When they left, Tang Wan had replaced their water with spiritual spring water, which was what she had the energy to do.
Tang Wan once personally experienced why farmers work hard.
Moreover, considering the current grain production, such hard-working people do not even have enough food for themselves, yet they still have to pay the public grain tax.
Grandma Bai is old now, and no one dares to say anything if she slacks off a little at work. But Grandma Bai also seems to be someone not to be trifled with by outsiders, so when she comes back she still has some energy to cook, but now she goes to bed early.
Tang Wan fell asleep almost as soon as she hit the bed, and didn't even know when Qin Zheng and the others would come back that night.
Fortunately, there were many male laborers in the village. Except for the first day when Qin Zheng went to pull the stone mill, he did not go there again in the following days.
Even so, the heavy work every day leaves people with almost no communication.
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