When Li Yi's words came out, the surroundings were quiet.

Several people looked at Li Yi in a daze, and their hearts were uneasy.

Everyone didn't know how to express their feelings, and they were all thinking about what Li Yi said before that he was willing to make more people rich.

Hearing this again, I sighed a lot.

"It's still Li Dongzhu who is benevolent and righteous, and he came up with a way, and he also used grass ash and salt, and the wheat was not wet."

"Isn't it, I was worried last night, but today I saw that it was fine."

"Our village can be next to the Li family Zhuangzi, blessed."

"In the future, the Li family Zhuangzi will find someone to help, and whoever doesn't go will be driven out of the village, expelled from the village, and will not be allowed to enter the ancestral grave if he dies."

"Yes, I won't let you enter the ancestral grave."

The people left behind by Zhangjia Village came to see the situation and talked while eating.

Li Yi shuddered for a moment, afraid.

In this era, death is terrible enough, and what is even more terrible is not allowed to enter the ancestral grave.

How many women have worked hard to be able to go to the ancestral shrine with their husbands to worship and rent first.

Wives can enter, concubines can't enter, and concubines can only wipe their tears.

Some wives can't do it, and the clan elders don't let them, and then seek death and life.

So...... Dig people's graves, dig people to practice, once you are caught......

When Li Longji and the others heard this, they were not afraid, it had nothing to do with them.

On the contrary, they think that Zhangjia Village is doing this, right.

How much did Brother Yi help you? The things they made were for nothing, and they braved the heavy rain to harvest wheat for you.

Build your own materials to keep your wheat from mold.

The vineyard hires your men, instead of sending men to watch, and your men come and fight.

"The grinding of the four rooms and the five families has to be dismantled and planed, and the ditch is almost smoothed."

"It's still less grinding, not all stones can be used for chisel grinding."

"Chiseling and grinding is a kung fu, and if you ask someone to chisel, you have to give a lot of wheat."

The people in Zhangjia Village over there talked about grinding again.

Li Longji suddenly had a bad taste and asked Yao Chong: "Does my husband know what to use grinding?" ”

Yao Chong replied with a resentful look, Your Majesty, what do you mean? I was embarrassed last time I was threshed, and you still want me to be embarrassed this time?

Hum! When I'm stupid? After that day, I specifically asked someone, haha!

"Remove the wheat husk." Yao Chong replied with a posture that I understood.

Then he said: "In addition to using a stone mill, you can only use a stone jar and a stone pillar on weekdays, and put rice and wheat into it, and then beat it and remove the husk." ”

"Yes!" Li Longji replied with a word, it was not difficult to live with Yao Xiang, it was less fun.

Yao Chong was angry, his eyes rolled, and he turned his head to look at Li Yi.

"I heard that proprietor Li always has the method of benefiting farmers, if there is no stone grinding, can he still make a new Linggu artifact?"

Yao Chong asked, waiting to see the joke.

Aren't you Li Yi amazing? Ask you anything, and you can answer it.

Come on, now I don't have the money to get a stone mill, and I want to hull the rice and wheat quickly, it's your turn, don't tell me you can't do it, hum!

Li Yizheng uses soy milk to soak fritters, otherwise the fritters are crispy and will accidentally break the roof of the mouth.

This soy milk and fritters are a perfect match.

Hearing the old man's question, he stopped his movements and turned his head to look: "Third Brother Wang, don't eat it yet, please take the grain that I made a few days ago, which is the one made of bamboo, wood and mud." ：

"By the way, take the wheat again, call two people, and push it by yourself."

A person next to him stood up and rushed out without saying a word.

Yao Chong: "......"

Again, he had a question mark in his head.

What do you mean? Wow? It's all done? Bamboo, wood and mud will do?

Is that okay? I ask you, do you have it? I want to fly, you send me to the sky.

"Giggles~~" Queen Wang covered her mouth and smiled, stretched out her hand, and naturally put it on Li Yi's head, rubbing it.

"Humph!" Li Chengqi faced the canteen shed at forty-five degrees, but his eyes were slanted at Yao Chong, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Humph!" Yao Chong glared at him.

"Huh!" Li Longji eats fermented bean curd, and he finds this new thing delicious.

Li Yi tied his hair again, not understanding what the expressions of several people meant.

After a while, Third Brother Wang, who had just gone out, came in from the door of the canteen with four people, with a big umbrella and a flatbed cart.

The people of Honjo who were eating took a look at it and continued to eat, knowing what the proprietor had done.

And I also know that I have to take it out for nothing and give it to others.

"Proprietor, I've brought all the things." Wang Sange reported.

"Third Brother Wang is hard." Li Yi thanked him.

He stood up and had the things brought down from the upper floor.

Introduction: "Stone grinding is hard to find, and stone carvers are not easy to find. ”

"I made a circle with bamboo, stuffed it with soil, and then laid out the pieces of wood like a ditch in a stone mill and pressed them into the soil."

"Pressing the soil so hard that it becomes a grinding disc underneath the stone mill."

"Do one more, the same operation, and turn it into a grinding disc on top of a stone mill."

"After the mud is hard, grinding things is no worse than stone grinding, and with the addition of connecting rods, one person can push and pull."

"This thing is called grain hull, and it doesn't need to be so big to grind wheat, but it is made bigger to grind rice better."

"This thing is called soil bulk, and it takes some time to make, and it needs to be dried before it can be used."

"The other is simple, called wooden long, which is directly spelled out of wood, and it is good for soldiers and men to use it during the march."

"Wooden hull can only grind very dry rice and wheat."

"Rice and wheat that can be wet with clay."

"Generally, one stone can grind out 200 stone of rice or wheat before it can be broken."

"Wooden chaff can only be used by strong people, and weak women can also use it."

Li Yi's words were not so literate, and he said it to the people of Zhangjia Village.

After saying that, the people on the Zhuangzi put the wheat grains into the upper basket, and the basket has an opening, which will let the wheat grains flow to the bottom.

A person stands there, with his arms stretched forward and pulled back, and the connecting rod rotates around the whole shaft.

The husk separates from the kernel and emerges from the cracks in the hull.

It didn't take long for a bunch of wheat to be husked, and people pushed and pushed, not tired, easier than a stone mill.

"There should be a rope hanging on top of this, and it doesn't take much effort to push it." Li Yi pointed to a place in the putter and said.

"The bran or bran that is ground out does not need to be raised, it is blown with a fan car, it was there in the Western Han Dynasty, but now I haven't seen it, so I will make it easily."

"As soon as the grinding thing was poured into the fan, the fancart turned, and the bran was light, and it was blown out."

"Both can be used with two strokes, so ......"

"You can pedal and waterwheel." Li Chengqi replied excitedly.

Yao Chong wiped his sweat and had a lot of words in his heart.

Translated, fuck it, this fucking from threshing, shelling to blowing 'ash', is integrated by the river.

But if he could not find the river, he stepped on it with his feet.

You young proprietor, do you want to be so ruthless?

The people of Zhangjia Village, their eyes are straight at this time, they don't need stone grinding, it's just such a thing, they can grind it by just someone.

The people on the Zhuangzi take a look at it, or eat their own, and the things made by the proprietor still need to think about it, and ensure that it is easy to use.

Who are our proprietors? There's nothing you can't do.

We have toothpaste and toothbrushes, and they make a lot of bubbles, don't you know?

"Big brother, third brother, the drawing brother has already drawn it, bring a physical object back, and help the younger brother promote it."

Li Yi turned his head and said to Li Chengqi and Li Longji.

This thing is a thing made in heaven, there are pictures and words, just do it.

Li Longji walked around from the table, stood in front of Li Yi, suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up Li Yi at once, and spun around.

It took five turns in a row before it was put down.

Li Longji patted Li Yi on the shoulder and touched his head again: "Brother Yi, do you know what it means for you to make this set of utensils?" ”

"That means it's still a long way from a combine." Li Yi was confused and muttered.

"Yes, that's a good name, combine." Li Longji took the quote out of context.

"Proprietor Lee." A person from Zhangjia Village spoke carefully to Li Yi.

Li Yi was taken aback: "Don't kneel, I'll teach you, and then I'll get it out by the river, if you don't want to do it yourself, just grind over there." Kneel, and I won't give it. ”