Chapter 792: The Problem of the Rice Beater

Hear the cry of a duckling

Everyone smiled and shook their heads, this monkey will be beaten every three days if he doesn't hit the roof for three days, and everyone is used to it.

Soon

There are Kong Ming lanterns floating in the sky above Moon Lake!

"Hee-hee, it's flying, it's flying!"

When the little girl saw the Kong Ming lantern she released with her own hands, she shouted excitedly, she really didn't let go of it at home before.

In the Midyear Festival, I don't know when the custom of putting Kong Ming lanterns began, Zhang Feng also checked the information before, and it said that Kong Ming lanterns are also called wishing lanterns, also known as prayer lanterns. Modern people put Kong Ming lanterns mostly for blessings.

Men, women and children write their blessings by hand, symbolizing a successful harvest and happiness every year. It is generally cast on major festivals such as the Lantern Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But in Qingshan, I don't know how, it's different from other places, it's actually put on the Midyear Festival, and it may also have the meaning of celebrating the harvest!

A Kong Ming lantern flew into the sky, flying higher and higher, flying farther and farther, as if the immortals in the sky were carrying lanterns to inspect the world.

The midyear passes quickly!

The next festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival, is also coming.

Since the villagers have a bumper rice harvest this year, everyone is very happy, and you can see the smiles on everyone's faces as you walk on the road.

Early the next morning

As soon as Zhang Feng dried the rice on the road, his mother Wang Guilan said to him:

"Xiaofeng, do you think our family should buy a rice threshing machine?" Because my mother thinks that with so much rice at home, it will definitely not be good if she keeps bothering others.

"I know Mom, I'll take a look on the Internet, and if I find a suitable one, I'll buy one!" Zhang Feng smiled, knowing his mother's thoughts.

Although Zhang's mother looks very peaceful, her personality is very demanding, otherwise she would not be alone, working hard to farm the land, pulling several children to grow up, no matter what she does, as long as she can't crush her, she will grit her teeth and persevere, never want to cause trouble to others.

'Automatic Rice Beater'

Zhang Feng searched in the system mall, and countless messages appeared in the next second, and Zhang Feng was dazzled.

"Dandan, you help me find a machine that can not only beat rice, but also automatically wrap it!"

"Got it, master!"

Dandan is not nonsense, and immediately screened it according to Zhang Feng's requirements, of course, the cost performance must be high.

Soon Dan Dan chose three machines

Although the first one is very cheap, it is too inefficient and only suitable for family use, Zhang Feng took a look at it and immediately passed.

The second type is a small-scale factory type, which can process thousands of tons of rice per day, so it is very fast.

For Moon Lake, it's really suitable.

Zhang Feng nodded secretly, and then continued to check the third type.

The third type is very advanced, not only is it efficient, but it also produces the best quality rice.

It's a pity that the production capacity is too high, and tens of thousands of tons of rice can be processed every day, which is too wasteful.

So Zhang Feng finally chose the second one, this kind of machine is like a small car, you can drive it around, so it is quite convenient, and Zhang Feng is also very satisfied.

Every year, when the rice is threshing, as long as the automatic rice threshing machine is turned into a small square, the rice of the whole village can be beaten into rice in one day.

And this kind of rice beater, and the automatic dryer can form a set, so that you can save a lot of drying time, of course, the quality of the rice beaten in this way will be slightly inferior, so Zhang Feng did not exchange the corresponding dryer, because it is completely unnecessary, at least not this year.

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Just after Zhang Feng exchanged the automatic rice beater, Zhang Hua of the cooperative walked in, still carrying a small bag in his hand, looking at his brows slightly furrowed, as if he had encountered some problem.

"Is Xiaofeng there?"

"Here, Brother Hua, come in and sit. Zhang Feng heard the voice and hurriedly walked out of the house.

Zhang Hua was not polite, and immediately put the bag on the table when he entered the room, and then slowly poured out the contents inside.

Rice!

Zhang Feng glanced at Brother Hua suspiciously, I don't know what he meant by bringing such a little bit of rice?

"Brother Hua, what are you?"

"This is the fragrant rice that my family threshed today, you can see that there are too many broken ones, and the difference between them and what you took out before is too far away!" Zhang Hua said worriedly.

Because everyone has seen Yuxiang rice, Zhang Feng also sent some to his family at the beginning, each grain is crystal clear, very complete, just like a natural work of art, but now the rice he has beaten, looking at this appearance, Zhang Hua feels embarrassed, it is simply a white swan that has been raised into an ugly duckling, and there is really a feeling of being a violent thing.

"Oh, this is this year's Yuxiang rice??" Zhang Feng was also surprised to see that broken rice accounted for almost one-third of the rice.

"Yes, I don't know if there is a problem with my rice beater, look at the quality ......" Zhang Hua sighed and shook his head.

"Otherwise, you should go to the village to visit and see which people have beaten the rice, and see what the quality of the rice they have made, if not, you can let them wait first, and the advanced rice beater I have will be able to deliver to the village tomorrow." Zhang Feng pondered for a moment, and then instructed Zhang Hua.

"Ah, it turns out that Xiaofeng, you have thought of it a long time ago, which has made me nervous for so long!" Zhang Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zhang Feng's words, it turned out that Zhang Feng had already prepared.

He would not doubt Zhang Feng's words, since Zhang Feng said that there was an advanced rice beater, then there must be, because what Zhang Feng said, he had never lied.

After getting the good news from Zhang Feng, Zhang Hua, the manager of the cooperative, immediately walked to the village, ready to inform everyone, so that everyone should not be busy beating rice first, and wait for the cooperative's automatic rice beating machine to arrive, and then unify the processing and packaging.

Fortunately, this problem was discovered in a very timely manner, otherwise everyone would have made unqualified rice, which would have been a big trouble.

After a while, Zhang Hua brought back the news, fortunately, most of the villagers had not acted rashly, only three or five families had made new rice, and they only beat 100 catties, so the loss was not big.

Hearing this news, Zhang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was good that Brother Hua reminded him in time, otherwise everyone would not know how much they would lose.

After all, the price of defective rice and the price of excellent rice are definitely different, and even their prices can differ more than ten times.

In this era of abundant goods, the aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, because of the competition, so packaging and appearance are also very important.

There are even some things, as long as they are advertised, even if the quality of the product itself is not good, as long as it looks good and is well packaged, it can also achieve great success.

The Moon Lake rice planted by everyone is not only of super good quality, but also needs to have beautiful packaging, so that it can be matched with such high-quality rice, in order to show its difference, and to make people feel that it is tall and sold at a better price.