The little rooster that Grandpa Luo caught last time was raised in their old house, and the cows and pigs were also there, Luo Xiaoni went to feed them every day, and the two-month-old rooster was about to fly, so he had to cut his wings.

She went over with scissors here, Luo Xiaoqiao thought she was going to kill the chicken to eat, and hurriedly shouted: "Sister, the little rooster is too small, kill it again during the New Year, I bought a broiler, in the kitchen, let's do it later."

Luo Xiaoni: Is she so greedy?

But no matter what, the chicken was stewed that day. Moreover, it is also a medicinal stewed chicken studied by Luo Xiaoqiao, which is especially suitable for the elderly to replenish their bodies. The stewed chicken soup is dark in color, rich in aroma, and very delicious.

I also made a river fish, which can melt when you eat it tenderly.

At this time, they also fermented their own soybean paste and took it out to dip cucumbers.

The family's life is slowly improving, and there is flesh on their bodies and faces.

Luo Niuniu's head also jumped up, no longer the bean sprouts, and his face gradually grew, he must be a handsome young man in the future.

The days just went by slowly.

Since King Jing specially approved the ironware, the old man Wang has been completely used by Luo Xiaoqiao, a spring, a hinge, a screw, and a dazzling renovation.

Moreover, iron is still a controlled item, and even if others want to imitate it, they can't do anything about it.

In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient, and Feng Chenhao's rubber didn't know that the new one could be shipped in the Year of the Monkey, Luo Xiaoqiao simply got the spring bed out, anyway, King Jing had iron ore, and it was all a partnership business, and it was just a matter of turning a blind eye.

The furniture made of these iron tools is easy to carry, and it can be directly disassembled and sent to the yard of the rich to be assembled.

Luo Xiaoqiao also picked a more savvy young man from among his subordinates, named Yan Mu, who specially gave Old Man Wang a hand.

She didn't ask her subordinates to change their names, the name is also a person's past, and she didn't want the subordinates to end up without their own names.

Recently, Luo Xiaoqiao has become particularly busy, in addition to the daily workshop management, she is also busy designing new tools.

Soybeans will be harvested in two months, manpower efficiency is too low, and it is a congenital deficiency of long, if you ask many people to harvest beans, I am afraid that in the end even the wages of manpower will not be returned. She doesn't care about the low soybean harvest, but she still doesn't want to do the loss-making business.

In fact, coal has been found a long time ago, and there is a crane city in the north, and if you dig a small piece of it, you can see black stones. The local people call it Shi Ni, in fact, King Jing has been in control many years ago, specializing in metallurgy. Luo Xiaoqiao transported a bunch from Feng Chenhao's glass kiln and put it in the corner.

With coal, there are many things that can be done, such as the steam engine, turning heat into power, and entering the era of mechanization.

But Luo Xiaoqiao has been very irritable in the past two days, and the soybean harvester she wants to make has to be designed by herself from beginning to end.

In the past two days, Grandpa Luo looked at her holding the charcoal pen, and he wanted to laugh with a sad face. Only at this time does the little girl look like a child.

Luo Xiaoqiao tried to recall that the structure of the simplest walk-behind soybean harvester has many difficulties to overcome, and the engine is the most difficult part, and then there are a series of problems to be solved, such as transverse rotating blades, transmission, and structure.

After pondering for three or four days, I probably have a number, but how to do it still depends on the wisdom of the working people.

She decided to pull Old Man Wang over and do it together.

Old man Wang had been observing her for the past two days, and knew that she was planning to harvest soybeans by machinery, and he felt a little dumbfounded, how could this be done.

But after seeing the combination of blades drawn by Luo Xiaoqiao on the paper, Old Man Wang's eyes lit up.

Luo Xiaoqiao was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so she made a gesture again, and said a lot, and asked Old Man Wang to help her make it.

Regardless of the power issue, try to make the mechanical parts and see if you can cut the beans.

If the power problem can't be solved in the end, it's a big deal to find a few strong men and output power through manual hand transmission, which should barely be usable.

The more Old Man Wang listened, the more open-minded he felt, and inspiration appeared one after another.

After tossing like this for several days, in the end, Luo Xiaoqiao really admired the dead ancients, and those masters of the organs were definitely not covered.

What she has to do is very precise, one size is not the right size, it will affect the whole situation, and there are hundreds of parts, not to mention hundreds.

In modern times, parts production are all molded, and they are all standard.

In this era, there is not even an accurate measuring tool, but Luo Xiaoqiao mentioned the matter of the mold slightly, and Old Man Wang actually made it up. The parts are made extremely smooth, and when you look at it, you feel smart.

The two of them kept debugging every day, and if they were wrong, they continued to change, and if they were corrected, they continued to debug, and after working hard for half a month, Luo Xiaoqiao finally laughed.

"Grandpa, come and see", she excitedly called Grandpa Luo over, in such a humble environment, it really made the two of them come out.

Grandpa Luo and Grandma Luo hurriedly put down their work and followed her to the gate of the courtyard.

In front of the door was a big guy with wheels, more than nine feet long, flanked by handles, the most conspicuous was the triangular blades protruding from the front, and the fan-like blades that rotated horizontally behind the blades.

Luo Xiaoqiao introduced while letting them see: "The round blade is called a cutting knife, which is used to cut bean rods. When the beans fall, the triangular blades separate them and end up neatly falling to one side......"

Grandpa Luo looked at her excited face, still a little disbelieving.

Luo Xiaoqiao didn't speak, let Uncle Wei push the harvester, and went to the edge of a small soybean field: "Let's try."

Uncle Wei was responsible for pushing forward, and Uncle Kang followed alongside, shaking the handle on the side as he walked, and saw that the cutter had cut off the bean stem in front of him, and it was really like Luo Xiaoqiao said, the beans were neatly divided into two rows and fell to the ground.

Later, as long as someone ties up the bean stalks, they can be put away.

Although the hand was so heavy that it required the adult men to take turns, it was much stronger than using a scythe. It is conceivable how much manpower would have to be saved if this was used for harvesting in the future.

"Okay, good", Grandpa Luo touched his beard and was happy, his granddaughter is so smart, she can come up with this method.

But it's not over yet, after Luo Xiaoqiao threw this semi-finished product aside, he muttered to Old Man Wang again.

Let's let this era bring about a steam-style industrial revolution.

Luo Xiaoqiao was a workaholic in his previous life, and he was a workaholic who really loved machinery, and sometimes he could forget to eat when he encountered something he liked.

After the old man Wang got her blueprint, he was even more fascinated, and for the first time, he thought that he could turn steam into power and make the wheels move.

However, this job seems to be more difficult, valves, seals, gears, cylinders, pistons, and a series of terms, as well as combinations, make him feel that he can't keep up with the elders of Tianji Pavilion.

It's actually a little demon in front of her, sometimes I really want to cut her head open and see what's inside.

Luo Xiaoqiao designed the dimensions of each part, and after feeling that there was no omission, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Grandpa Wang, I'll leave it to you, I think it should be done like this, if you think there's anything wrong, let's discuss the change."

"Oh oh", the old man Wang didn't raise his head, and continued to meditate on how to make it, every day the yard was like a statue.

Everyone else is used to it, and no one cares about him except for mealtime.

When the old man Wang was still thinking about the steam engine, not long after, Du Jingyi's desk was also full of parts of the harvester, all kinds of shapes, dense, Rao is no matter how firm his heart is, he can't help but be shocked, this has to be a few tricks of the brain to come up with an idea.