An hour later, Feng Hua went out of the mountain, except for a few precious trees, others were not precious, and she left a few branches for everything she met.

Birch, maple, elm, locust trees, etc., it's also good to keep it for the fire!

She has received all the branches from the warehouse, and plans to plan well in the evening and plant a forest garden.

Several kinds of fruit trees were also collected, such as mountain pear, mountain grape, walnut, hazelnut, mountain clove, mountain lihong, yuan jujube, tray, mountain apricot, etc.

There are too few fruit trees in the Northeast, such as Shandingzi Shanlihong, which is not a fruit tree at all, and it is sour to death, and it can barely be eaten.

The only thing that made Feng Hua happy was that he found a wild blueberry tree, which can be regarded as a serious fruit.

Feng Hua walked out of the mountain lightly, it was already afternoon, and there were almost no ox carts entering the city, Feng Hua didn't care, and ran along the dirt path, just exercising.

When he returned to the village, it was already dark, and Feng Hua took out the pair of little rabbits. She actually pondered about this pair of rabbits along the way, and she was afraid that she would eat the space crops, let them grow a mouth full of iron teeth and copper teeth, bite the ordinary wicker basket and run out, and invade her space.

It's still appropriate to release it, and it will be bright to give Grandma Cai meat in the future, so you don't have to go back and find excuses.

The gate of Cai's house has been closed, but the low courtyard wall is difficult to seal Hua, she quickly climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, and then shouted: "Grandma Cai, I'm back." ”

Climbing over the wall saved Mrs. Cai from getting up and opening the door, shouting for fear of scaring her. Don't look at Mrs. Cai who is over eighty years old, but she is not deaf or blind, and she didn't deliberately lower her voice when she landed just now, Mrs. Cai must have heard it.

Feng Hua walked quickly to the door of the house and shouted softly: "Grandma Cai, I'm back." Almost immediately, the door opened.

Feng Hua was stunned, Mrs. Cai has always slept at night, and today she has been waiting for her......

Mrs. Cai opened the door and let it go, Feng Hua entered the house, put down the back basket, and took out the little rabbit that was repacked in the cage from inside.

Mrs. Cai was stunned.

"Grandma, I caught two hares, one male and one female, and we will all have meat to eat in the future!" Feng Hua said happily.

Mrs. Cai looked at it casually, and then said to Feng Hua: "There is rice in the pot." After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house to sleep.

The pot was still the same, a bowl of porridge, a corn tortilla, and after eating the pickles, Feng Hua entered the space. In the evening, she was busy, and she planned to plant some rice to try.

Rice is divided into two kinds: terrestrial rice and rice, the former requires very little water, and the latter is not good, requiring a lot of water, especially when transplanting and sowing, almost all of them are soaked in water.

The rice that Feng Hua exchanged from Situn belongs to the latter type.

Let her change the good space land into a paddy field, it is impossible, she is afraid of destroying the space land. Now we can only hope that the space is strong and can change the freshland rice into upland rice.

The fruit of rice is rice, and the rice is called brown rice after removing the glume husk, and the brown rice can be obtained by grinding off the rice bran layer.

In previous years, rural people also ate rice, and brown rice was eaten when they had a bad time, but now it is not good, and every family eats rice directly, and the shell is reluctant to go!

Pull your throat and eat it too!

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise it cannot be sown as a seed. Feng Hua filled a pottery bowl with some diluted well water, put the seeds in it, soaked them for a while, and then took them out and began to sow seeds.

The few ones only planted an area of 2 square meters, and she was afraid that she would not be able to be busy no matter how big it was.

After sowing, diluted space well water was watered, and the rice was visibly raised to the naked eye.

Feng Hua sat on the side and waited, with the alarm clock he bought last time next to him. This time, the dilution ratio is larger than that of corn, and it takes about 30 minutes from maturity to harvest.

Feng Hua got up and finished harvesting with a few sickles. The harvested rice is only a large bundle, which is carefully placed on a cloth spread next to it to prevent the fallen seeds from growing freely.

Wrap the cloth in three or two and carry it to the wooden house to thresh. Now there is no machine threshing machine, and she can't use it, so she can only thresher by hand.

Rice buckets are used for threshing large areas in the field, a kind of large wooden barrel, round or square, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, square like a box of rice in a supermarket.

Hold the harvested rice with both hands and smash it into the bucket hard, and the rice grains will fall into the bucket.

And Fenghua doesn't have a rice bucket now, and there is nothing like it, so he can only use the most primitive method to rub the rice grains off little by little with his hands.

Fortunately, she had already sewed a pair of cloth gloves within half an hour of waiting, and she barely hurt her hands.

Feng Hua rubbed while thinking about whether to give birth to a tree, harvest wood to make a rice bucket, or buy a large vat to make a rice bucket.

Thinking about it, both methods are not suitable, not to mention that she doesn't have a saw now, she can't cut the wood when it grows up, look at her small body, although she has a lot of strength, but she has never cut down a tree, and it's funny if she accidentally smashes herself.

Let's learn from her father the next time I go to find Cuihua, the people on the side of the mountain, not to mention that everyone can cut down trees.

Suddenly, Feng Hua thought of a way to get something for nothing, their production team has rice buckets! I used to grow rice before, but after I stopped planting it a few years ago, I kept it in the warehouse.

According to Feng Hua's memories in his previous life, rice has never been planted in their village since then, and the rice bucket has naturally never been used again.

Feng Hua grinned, planning to go to the brigade's warehouse tomorrow to see if he could come out~

Although this is not very nice to hear, she is not such a real person...... Be flexible when it's time to be flexible!

Take one that no one will use anymore, and I don't know if it will be chopped wood for fire or a rice bucket used as a bench in the future, she has no psychological burden at all.

After a bundle of rice was shed, Feng Hua went to plant two more stubbles. The space is strong, and the yield of two or three hundred kilograms of rice per mu outside is about 600 kilograms per mu according to the output of 2 square meters of Fenghua.

1 square meter is about 1 kilogram.

I believe that the seeds will evolve better, and it will be no problem to reach a yield of more than 1,000 kg per mu. When she was reborn, she would have heard that some rice varieties in the south had yielded more than 1,000 kilograms per mu.

After working hard all night, the next morning, after breakfast, Feng Hua went to the brigade and found Liang Qingshan.

"Uncle Captain, I'll use the grinder." Feng Hua said.

Liang Qingshan looked at the small back basket on her body, covered it with a sack, he didn't know what was inside, but with a mill, it must have come to peel the grain.

This Feng Hua is helping Mrs. Cai go to the county to ask for things, and she is really coming! Also, the mother of the three martyrs.

"There's a small one in the barn, you use that one, and you can't push the big one." Liang Qingshan said.

"Hey!" Feng Hua smiled, it was really a coincidence, the little mill was actually in the warehouse.