Half of the team shuttled back and forth in the millet field, and the ears of grain that were bitten were stacked together. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The other half, first slipping away, came back, with a mouth in its mouth and a tail curled up, and collected a batch of flexible and strong cattails. Scattered on the valley, you bite this root, I pull that root, and it is!

Qingling grew her mouth in surprise and almost couldn't close her chin.

And in the next scene, the corners of her mouth that she pulled out almost couldn't be retracted.

Isn't Comrade Xiao Jin infinitely powerful, at this moment he is coiled into a lump, lying in the center of the gathered ears of grain, his tail twitches, and the ears of grain under him fall out of golden grains of millet.

It's really a convenient and easy-to-use live grinding disc!!

Now, Qingling is not worried.

First, I helped a team of snake brothers cut millet. The little brother of the snake used her mouth, she used a sickle, a knife and a bunch, cut it off and threw it into the back basket, poured it on the pu straw mat, and milled the rice by the living mill of Xiaojin.

There was more millet milled out, and Qingling happily opened the sack and put the fine-grained yellow millet into the bag.

Fill a bag and tie it tightly, and turn around to let Xiaojin carry it back to the cave.

As for the problem of drying, I'll think about it when I get home. Two acres of grain can be carried home from the mountain, and you can't think of a way to dry it?

Under such a division of labor, the ears of grain in the field were significantly reduced, and the millet gradually piled up on the mats made of cattail straw.

The three Spotted brothers also arrived, carrying an old sack the same color as dirt, but it didn't look like it was discarded.

Qingling was overjoyed: "Little Spot, where did you find it?" She was worried that the sack was not enough.

The three brothers rubbed her trouser leg affectionately, spitting snake letters.

Qingling didn't expect them to answer, and it was strange that the snake was going to spit out human language.

Looking down at the sack, I found a red lacquered word "Shu" at the bottom of the bag, which was obviously from the old Shu family, because the entire brigade, the surname Shu was this family.

Qingling laughed and gave a thumbs up to the three Xiaoban brothers: "Good job!"

With one more hemp bag, the milled millet finally doesn't have to continue to pile on the ground.

Despite the celestial phenomena, it should not rain for the next two days. But the temperature is low at night, and there must be dew on the mountain, and the millet is not dried, and it is too easy to mold when it is soaked in dew.

Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Qingling hurriedly shouted to stop.

"It's too late to go back, and the master and the master should be worried. That's all for now. ”

Inspect the millet field with your head held high, and harvest half an acre in half a day, which is already very remarkable, after all, the harvested millet shell is bagged, and you can put it in the pot just by drying it.

At this rate, if you take the time to come back for another day, you should be able to harvest two acres of millet.

Of course, the yield of millet grown in the wild cannot be compared with that of artificially tended rice. These two acres of land are estimated to be able to grind more than 700 catties of rice.

The left and right are the benefits of picking up, and Qingling is very satisfied with this number.

Sincerely thanking the snake brother who had been busy for a long time, Qingling put away the sickle, rolled up the grass mat, and stuffed it into the back basket in a ball. This thing is carefully made up by the snake daughters-in-law swimming around, and it can't be ruined. Catch up with the millet and continue to use it.

Jin had been back to the cave before, and now he only needs to carry a bag, so there is no pressure on him.

Qingling's mood was so good that she wanted to fly into the sky. After working for a long time and walking a few miles, I didn't feel tired at all. Back to the cave, looking at the two chubby rice bags, he jumped up excitedly, and had a close contact with the rice bag, rubbing his cheek against the mouth of the bag: "Baby food! Don't worry about the New Year this year!"

If you want to say that the summer grain is divided, it is only a rough estimate - Mrs. Shu's family does not strip her rations, occasionally goes to the mountains, picks some herbs, and exchanges some mountain goods for money or tickets, and can save a lot by the New Year.

I'm really not worried about it now!ohhehehe......

Xiao Jin rolled his eyes violently on the side: Got the wrong object, if you want to rub it, it's also the king of this book, right?

Considering that such a hemp bag was carried down the mountain, the villagers couldn't explain it clearly, so they had to stay in the cave first.

In the dead of night, the hard little gold carried home.

Qingling pretended to pick herbs in the mountains, grabbed a few handfuls of herbs sent by the snake brother to the cave, stuffed them into a basket, and hurried down the mountain.

Zhang Youkang and his wife were waiting for Qingling to eat, and when they saw her come back, they showed an expression of "sure enough": "No wonder your master went to your house twice, but no one answered the door, and I really guessed that I went to the mountain again." ”

Qingling smiled flatteringly: "Master, on our mountain, there are many herbs mentioned in the Compendium of Materia Medica. ”

Zhang Youkang glared at her, not knowing what to say.

Stop her from going up the mountain, how can she learn Chinese medicine if she doesn't know the herbs and its growth habits, but let her go, and worry that the mountain is not safe......

"Don't worry, master, I'm fully prepared before going up the mountain. Qingling comforted the old man, "Brother Gangzi gave me a pack of deworming and snake repellent powder before leaving, and brought it with me, and those terrifying snakes and insects didn't dare to approach me." Besides, I will never go to the deep mountains infested with wolves, you and your sister can rest assured!"

This is not a fool.

The poor wolves had already been driven to the end of the mountains by Xiao Jin, and there was no trace of wolves in the vicinity.

"Eat first, eat first! It's okay to talk while eating. Our family doesn't have the rule that you are not allowed to speak at the dinner table. Grandma Zhang glanced at her wife and vigorously put vegetables into the Qingling bowl.

"Master, do you know how to dry yellow millet?" Qingling was still thinking about the two sacks of millet in the cave, oh, not only that, but there was still more than half of the ground waiting for her to harvest.

"Yellow millet, we haven't grown that thing for several years. It is said that the output is too low and not cost-effective. Grandma Zhang recalled the scene when she planted millet in the early years and said, "There is a difference between the drying method and rice, it has a thin shell, unlike rice, which is troublesome to unhull, so the millet is milled with a stone mill and then filtered with a rice sieve." Generally, people are hoarded with shells, and they eat as much as they want. Husked millet is the same as rice, it can't be spread out in the sun, just dry it in the shade in the house......"

Hearing Shi Niang say this, Qingling's heart was excited.

It's good to dry in the shade? That's a good feeling!

Xiaojin didn't have to carry it all back, so he left a bag in the cave, poured it on the spread out cattail mat, dried it in the shade for a few days, and then bagged it and shipped it back.

At home, this bag can be dried in the East House and the Hall. However, during this time, you have to pray that there are no guests in the house. Fortunately, the rumors of poisonous snakes have not completely disappeared, and no one should enter her house except for Master and Master.

After solving the problem in her heart, Qingling was in a good mood, and ate two bowls of rice with fragrant salted meat and steamed eggs.

After eating, I cleaned up the table, accompanied the master and the master to chat for a while, and by the way, I cleaned up and sorted the basket of herbs that went down the mountain. It wasn't until it was completely dark and I needed to light an oil lamp that I said goodbye and went home.