At this time, Xiuyi came out of the storage room with a stainless steel basin, "Tomorrow in the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will eat bamboo tube sweet paste in the morning for the holiday, Xiao Han, don't always worry about your breakage, come and help me grind." ”

Since Xiao Han released a new book, the whole person has also been released.

Everyone knows that he writes, and after updating it every day, he sends the new link to the WeChat group established by several people in this house.

is also very big and invites everyone to follow up, and there are votes to vote for it.

It is also said that those who have money hold a money field, and some people touch a personal field.

And because his masterpiece has not yet been signed, he can't be rewarded, and this matter has been held by Xia Hanxun for several days.

Although his new book is now very popular on the Phantom Sword app, and there is no shortage of votes, he still wants to compete with his father.

Compared to talking about bad money, who is better at it!

Mid-Autumn Festival, except for mooncakes, they don't know what the locals eat.

Xiao Han was stirred by a cold current brought up by Xiuyi walking over, and reluctantly picked up his mobile phone and followed him to the back room.

"I'm going to watch them grind."

Xia Hanxun also got up and walked to the side room where some sundries were placed.

Leaving Bai Qiao to sit at the table alone, he leaned forward and leaned back with a smile while holding Xiao Han's pretending to slap his face with relish.

Xiao Han's new book no longer pursues "I write my heart by hand", but follows the trend and starts a career of "just bad money" like his father.

In the wing room, a round stone mill with a basin size was placed, and a hand-pushed wooden stick was inlaid on the stone mill, and Xiuyi used a brush to clean the grinding groove, and then put the stainless steel basin containing rice grains on the small table on the side, grabbed a handful of rice grains and threw them next to the stone cave in the center of the stone mill, and left them in the stone grinding core with his fingers, "Xiao Han, I will turn around twice, and you will drive the rice grains in the grinding core." ”

"You can grind with one hand, and pluck some rice grains with the other." Xiao Han is not a vegetarian either.

At a glance, it can be seen that in fact, one person can operate it completely.

Shuichi grinned, "Am I not lonely alone?" ”

Xiao Han: "......"

looked back at the girl who walked in to watch and take pictures, "Xiao Kaoru, listen, listen!" ”

He said he was lonely.

Xia Hanxun pursed his lips and smiled, "Xiuyi is right, we are all playing outside, isn't it lonely for him to work alone in the house." ”

"I found out what about the two of you?"

"We're all in this together, get to work. I'm still waiting to see how the rice cakes are made. ”

She also has to learn how to make bamboo rice cakes.

Thinking about learning another skill, Xia Hanxun felt happy in his heart, and next time Bo Qinghang came to the village, he would do it to him.

She held up her mobile phone and filmed Xiuyi pushing the grind.

The girl in the city had never seen a grinding machine, even if it was such a hand-grinding machine, she thought it was so interesting, and after only a few pushes, the snow-white rice noodles spilled evenly from the stone mill and fell into the grinding groove, watching her friend feel a sense of accomplishment. "Shuichi, you come down, I'll push it."

Xiu Yi saw that the little girl was very interested, so he gave her the work of grinding.

Xia Hanxun hurriedly put away his mobile phone, walked to the stone mill, and grabbed the wooden stick with both hands.

"No hands, one hand, hold the strength in your arm, here—" Shuichi demonstrated to her.

"Oh...... Sure enough, it's very relaxed. Under the guidance of Xiuyi, Xia Hanxun tried to push two laps, but it didn't feel very heavy, as long as he used the dexterity of his arms, he could easily push and grind round after round.

"Farm work doesn't really have much technical content, as long as you use the right amount of force, you can do a lot of things."

"Well, teachable."

The three of them chatted and worked in the wing, but it took about ten minutes to grind all the rice grains prepared by Xiuyi into flour.