As the sky grew darker and darker, three bonfires were set up in the center of the threshing floor, and the wet firewood crackled and crackled.

By the bright light of the fire, the young sons and daughters skillfully degrained the rice, and everyone's face was filled with the joy of a good harvest.

The construction team usually leaves in the afternoon, so all the servants of the Lin family come to the threshing floor to help, except for Song Tao's family, Tao Bai is not very good at doing this kind of farming.

They used to work as servants in large households, and the most they did was washing, cooking, cleaning or doing some coolies, and those with better lives would be arranged to serve the master's family closely, and the agricultural work in the fields was almost out of reach.

But a few people are also talking nonsense, they won't just follow the master's family seriously, watching Lin Dong do what they do, a few strong men also follow along, as the golden grains fall off into the bucket in their hands, everyone can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

Jiang Yan looked at the bagged grains, she grabbed a handful and rubbed them, and the grains flowed out from between her fingers like quicksand as her palm tightened.

Produced by the mall, it must be a high-quality product, there is no doubt about this, Jiang Yan is secretly happy in her heart, this time the rice is not only amazing, but also the quality is even more pleasing, the grains are full and round, on a rice stalk, there is not a single deflated belly, the autumn wind blows, and there is almost no empty shell in the air.

During the last autumn harvest, the entire threshing floor was full of chaff crumbling, and the rice that came out could be reduced by half after being sifted by a dustpan.

Jiang Yan roughly calculated that the stubble of rice harvested in the autumn, after screening the empty husks of one acre of land, can probably yield about 250 catties per mu, this is because there has been little drought and rain in recent years, and the yield is not high, but this season of late rice, Jiang Yan probably calculated, one mu of land can produce at least 700 or even 800 catties!

You must know that even in peacetime, there is no drought, and the maximum yield of one mu of land is more than 400 catties of grain, and this season's late rice has directly doubled! It simply subverted the expectations of the whole village!

Jiang Yan is also a little excited, but not like the people in the village, excited to finish cutting the rice in the field overnight, in the past two days, he heard Lin Dong Lin Nan say that many people in the village are so excited that they can't sleep, and they are still cutting rice in the field in the dark when it gets dark, and the village chief is even more happy and his mouth is stiff.

However, according to the book on cultivating late rice in the mall, the yield of one acre of land should be higher, I don't know if it is because of the soil quality or the weather, Jiang Yan re-studied the content of the book, and carefully recalled the process of planting late rice, and did not find anything missing.

She remembered that in modern times, the yield of an acre of land in the field was basically as high as several thousand catties, and she originally thought that the late rice this time would not say that the yield per mu was several thousand catties, but there should be about a thousand catties, although I don't know what affected the yield, but it was a bumper harvest.

This batch of late rice is all seeds from the mall, and Jiang Yan plans to keep all the five acres of land in the village for her own consumption, and sell all the thirty acres of land outside the village to the county order for seeding.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Jiang Yan urged the brothers of the Lin family to prepare to pack up their things and continue to remove the grain tomorrow.

During this time, the weather became more and more gloomy and cold, the sun only came out once every few days, Jiang Yan left a vacant land on the factory side, which was paved with green bricks, the place was large and bright enough, and the sun could shine as soon as it came out.

"Jinhua, you go to the village to borrow two small stones, and our family will also take off some new millet to eat." Jiang Yan beckoned to Wang Jinhua, Wang Jinhua trotted over in a few steps, and after listening, she hurriedly ran out again.

The millet at home will not be removed immediately after drying, and some of the husks will be taken off when you want to eat, and the rest will be stored with the shell, and the time can be stored for a longer time.

The way of threshing the grain here is very ancient, when the autumn harvest was in the past, the Lin family stored all the rice after harvesting, because the quality of the rice was not good, Jiang Yan did not plan to eat it at home, so there was no threshing grain husk.

This time she planned to remove the husk of the late rice, only to find that the husk is more difficult than bending down to cut the rice, most of the people in the village use a wooden basin or stone mortar to fill some, and then use a wooden pestle to scoop it, but this can only be taken off in a small amount, and the rice that comes out of the long time is enough for a meal, and it is more convenient to use the stone stone.

The stone roller is also divided into sizes, the big ones are placed in the threshing floor, the people in the village can only go to the threshing floor to line up if they want to use it, the small stone mill can be borrowed home, two people can move home by lifting one side on the left and right, and the stronger man with greater strength can carry it home alone.

Each of these things has its own disadvantages, the stone mortar is the most primitive handmade utensils, although the efficiency is low, and it is more laborious, but it is very applicable, it can be used by men, women and children, and can also be used to grind sauces, such as chili sauce, soybean sauce, these.

And the stone is more commonly used, but also more labor-saving, can be a large area of the threshing husk, it is a stone body, both sides of the center polished out of a square hole, can fix the hinge and install a wooden frame, when playing, with horses or buffalo mules are pulled on the millet in a circle rolling back and forth, you can take off the chaff, the small stone is generally dragged by manpower.

In previous years, after the Lin brothers paid the taxes on the grain they had from farming, they all went to the town to change the coarse grain, and the family could not eat rice, so there was no tool for removing the husk.

On the large open space behind the factory, Jiang Yan took the paws to turn over the millet on the ground, so that the solar energy could dry the millet evenly on the front and back.

was busy, a guy hurried over, it was a worker working in the factory.

"Aunt Jiang, the village chief and Li Zheng went to your house, but I didn't find it, let me call you."

The factory is some distance from home, and no one else is allowed to enter the factory except for the villagers who work in the factory.

"Okay, I'll go over now, you can help me look at the grain for a while, and turn it over by the way."

The autumn tail has passed, Jiang Yan is not worried that there will be birds to steal the grain, but the sun that is getting less and less every day makes her cherish it very much, so it is also very important to turn over the grain.

The young man responded with a smile, and excitedly picked up the basket and began to turn the grain, he could help Aunt Jiang's family work, even if it was just to turn the grain, it made him more excited than turning the grain for his own family at home.

When Jiang Yan arrived, the village chief and Li Zheng led a group of people from the village to crowd at the gate of the courtyard, everyone in the Lin family was busy today, and Jiang Yan also went to the factory, so there was no one at home.

(End of chapter)