Mills are used to break and peel grain, rice, wheat, corn, soybeans, etc., all of which must be milled after harvesting.

There are several mills in the team, and even many families have their own mills.

The big mill has to be pushed by a donkey, and no one can push it. The common mills in the team are all on the edge of the yard, and there is only one small mill, which Feng Hua remembers is in the yard of the brigade.

The Cai family did not have a mill, she lived in the Cai family for half a year in her last life, and it seems that she had used it. But she forgot exactly where, and she didn't expect it to be in the warehouse, which saved her a lot of trouble.

The brigade's barn was in the corner of the yard, and there were three interconnected houses, in which the team's farm tools and a bunch of messes were placed, and they were all things that were not afraid of being lost. Like food and everything, they are locked in a separate room.

The stone mill is right where you enter.

Feng Hua put down the back basket on his body, took a small broom and cleaned the stone mill, no one used it for a long time, and there was a thick layer of ash on it.

After cleaning, he took out a bag of about 5 catties of rice from the back basket, spread it on the mill, and pushed it up.

The door of the warehouse is open, Liang Qingshan can see it when she comes out, she is not afraid of being seen, she went to the provincial capital for Mrs. Cai, if she doesn't even come to this little thing, it will damage Mrs. Cai's prestige~

It is said that it is a small mill, and a big mill must have a hundred and eighty pounds! It's quite laborious to push. Feng Hua believes that in these years when she can't eat enough, she is the only one in the entire village who can be pushed up as easily as her.

But the appearance still has to be pretended, Feng Hua pushed very slowly, and pushed for a while to rest for a while, and then pretended to be curious to walk around the warehouse.

Sure enough, I saw several rice buckets in the most nook places, stacked high and piled together.

Feng Hua walked over, closed his eyes, and let out his spiritual power to look around.

In the past few days, the team has begun spring ploughing, and there is no one in the courtyard of the brigade except Liang Qingshan, and Liang Qingshan is sitting in the house writing something with a sad face, Feng Hua looked carefully, and the title was the spring ploughing plan of the Red Flag Brigade.

A few words are written like ghost drawings, and Feng Hua guessed them based on the three words red, big, and count.

There was no one around, Feng Hua opened his eyes and looked at the top of the rice bucket.

"Receive."

The rice bucket disappeared and appeared in the space warehouse. Feng Hua clapped his hands and concentrated on grinding her rice.

After grinding 5 catties of rice, I went out and saw Liang Qingshan frowning and walking out. He can't stay in the brigade all day and write a plan, that can't be finished, at his level, he can't finish it in a few days.

He still has to go to the field to see, and he can't worry if he doesn't see it.

"Finished? It's a lot of strength. Liang Qingshan said. He couldn't write his plan, and he was distraught, when he heard the creaking of the stone mill for a long time. Now adults probably don't have the strength to do so.

"It's okay, I've had a lot of food lately." Feng Hua said with a smile.

“.... Oh, help Grandma Cai do more work and repay others well. "Mrs. Cai is over eighty years old, and Liang Qingshan, who is in her 40s, calls Mrs. Cai grandma, just right, he has been called this since he was a child.

"I will." Feng Hua smiled and waved his hand away.

When I returned to Cai's house, I put the basket down, took out the rice inside and put it in the grain cabinet.

Mrs. Cai stood aside and looked at her, not squeaking.

Feng Hua touched his nose and said with a smile: "Grandma, can you not ask?" ”

"I can't." Mrs. Cai replied crisply, and she couldn't tell that she was closed at all.

“... Oh, it's the last time I went to deliver Brother Fang, and the food stamps he gave me, I went to buy them yesterday. He also gave me a lot of money, enough to feed us for a long time! Feng Hua had an idea, and suddenly thought of such a good reason!

Anyway, Grandma Cai doesn't go out and doesn't talk to others, so naturally what she says is what.

Old Madam Cai frowned and looked at her.

“... Oh, Brother Fang said that he still has a lot of them, and these are all the manuscript fees given by people for publishing articles in newspapers and magazines. ... I don't plan to ask for it in vain, when the vegetables and grains in our field are ripe, I will dry them and send them over! ”

Speaking of this, Feng Hua was also very worried, when he was a soldier, he ate in the canteen, and as a recruit from Fang Yuan, it was impossible for him to have a separate dormitory for him to fire.

I don't know if he can eat it in his mouth, but even if he can't eat it, it's good to take it out and do favors.

Mrs. Cai looked at her, finally nodded and went back to the house.

For lunch, Feng Hua started and made rice porridge. This was the first time she had eaten a space crop. The rich aroma spread in the room, so fragrant that Mrs. Cai came over to take a good look at the stove.

This taste is more fragrant than those tribute rice in the depths of memory! What kind of rice is this? But think about the Wuchang not far away, where tribute rice has been produced since ancient times, maybe this girl was lucky enough to buy something similar.

Lunch was a bowl of white porridge with pickles for one person, and Feng Hua was even hungrier after eating. Such fragrant porridge, she wants to eat ten bowls!

It's a pity that the grain cabinet is in Grandma Cai's house, and it is inconvenient for her to get it again, but there is still rice in the space, so let's go and grind some in the space in a few days!

Anyway, Grandma Cai doesn't ask about the world and won't show her stuffing. However, with more and more space crops, it is not a matter of always going to the brigade, it is better to have your own mill.

And the mill is not produced by the brigade near them, this is only sold where there are stones on the mountain, and there is a hill dozens of miles away, which is not high, but there is a stone quarry.

The surrounding brigades of stone grindstones, stone grinding troughs, and even garlic mortars were bought from there. Looks like I'm going to have to go tomorrow...... I suddenly found myself so busy!

But this thing can't wait, all kinds of beans that grow normally in the space are ripe, and they all need to be shelled, and grinding is the most convenient.

Although the flail or something is small and lightweight, but the site that needs to be flat and solid, there is no space, or the mill is the most suitable.

The next morning, Feng Hua set off again. Old Mrs. Cai looked at her and stopped talking several times. Feng Hua felt that she could cure Grandma Cai's autism a few more times......

I didn't meet the horse-drawn carts and ox-carts all the way, they were all sections, and I sat in five or six cars, and it was noon when I arrived at the stone field.

The quarry is very large, and it has been established for a long time, and half of the mountain has been hewn away. At the foot of the mountain, there are various stone tools in a clearing, but most of them are tombstones.

Rows of tombstones were erected, like a cemetery, Feng Hua paused, and quickly ran around the tombstones to the side. She used to be a disbeliever in ghosts and gods, and although she felt a little panicked about the cemetery, she didn't feel too scary.

But, now, she was born again......

Wow! It's like three views collapsed, whether there are ghosts and gods in this world, she can't say, but she prefers to have ..... Otherwise, how can she explain her rebirth?

So when she saw this cemetery-like scene, she felt a little furious in her heart. Run two steps past the tombstone at the door, and run to the corner of the market, where all kinds of stone tools and farm tools are sold, and the most conspicuous ones are several stone mills and stone mills.

This kind of thing is slow to renew, one can be used for decades, and a few can't be sold a year, so it does less and puts it on the side.

Feng Hua fell in love with a big one, she didn't dare to say that she was as strong as a donkey...... But it's pretty much the same! It is highly efficient with a big one.