Early the next morning, Zhao Sumu took Gu Zheng out to find a board to make a big barrel. Zhao Dongqing went up the mountain to chop wood, Zhao Nanxing went out to dig wild vegetables, and Zhao Poria also got up early to cook.

Early in the morning, Zhao Lingling baked a flatbread for everyone, because the cauldron at home was sold for money when Zhao Laosan was buried before, so there was only a small pot rack on the fire.

It took a lot of effort for Zhao Fuling to brand these flatbreads, after all, she had never used this kind of pot.

She first used this pot to cook a few cakes, and felt that it was too laborious, so she went directly into the apartment she bought in her system to turn on the gas and make it, and it was quickly cooked, and by the way, she also boiled a big pot of porridge.

Early in the morning, everyone came back from outside, and Zhao Fuling beckoned them to breakfast.

"Little sister, I have already bought his planks from the patriarch for the big wooden barrel you mentioned, and asked Uncle Gen to assemble it for us." Zhao Sumu simply talked about their results in the morning. The Uncle Gen he said was a famous carpenter in Xinghua Village.

"I also fetched a lot of firewood, enough for us to burn for a while." Zhao Dongqing was also reporting on his work in the morning.

"Sister, your cake is so delicious!" Zhao Nanxing directly ignored their conversation, and ate a bite of pancake and porridge.

"Haha......" His words drew laughter from everyone.

"If it's delicious, you can eat more." Zhao Lingling brought him another piece of cake.

"Okay, then after dinner, let's all go up the mountain and try this big wooden barrel to see if it works." Zhao Sumu spoke.

Soon everyone finished eating, and each went up the hill with his farm tools. Zhao Fuling cleaned up the hygiene of the house, boiled a large pot of tea, and sent it to the people in the field later.

The villagers on the mountain saw Zhao Sumu and Gu Zheng carrying a big wooden barrel and couldn't understand what was this for?

"Su Mu, what is this thing you are carrying?" Zhao Fu, who was driving the ox cart, happened to see it.

"Uncle Fu, this is what we use to thresh rice." Zhao Sumu told the truth.

"Oh? How do you use this, haven't seen this thing yet? "Zhao Fu is also very curious, how to beat rice in such a wooden barrel.

Soon Zhao Sumu put the big wooden barrel in the ground according to what Zhao Lingling said, and then Zhao Dongqing surrounded the straw mat he brought on three sides of the mouth of the big wooden barrel.

Zhao did this to prevent the grains from flying out when she hit the rice.

"This thing is so new, I've never seen it before."

"yes, does this work?" Some people are novel, and some are skeptical.

"Just try it."

"Yes."

"Su Mu, you hurry up and try it, and let us open our eyes." Many villagers next to him were urging.

"Okay." Zhao Sumu also doesn't ink. Soon the large barrels and straw mats were assembled.

Zhao Dongqing cut a piece of rice in the field and handed it to Zhao Sumu one by one, and Zhao Sumu did what Zhao Lingling told him. He wrung up the rice and struck it on the side of the large wooden barrel that did not have a straw mat.

"Bang!"

"Bang..."

With the sound of blowing, sure enough, the rice in Zhao Sumu's hand was only straw. One by one, the grains fell into the big wooden barrels.

"Huh...... This thing really works. ”

"Ouch, that's a good thing."

"Yes, with this, you don't have to bring the rice stalks back with you, trouble."

"Yes, it's much more convenient to harvest the grains directly."

When the onlookers saw this scene, they all felt very curious.

"Su Mu, where did you find this thing? So easy to make. ”

"Haha...... This is the method that Poria came up with, and this big wooden barrel is made by us. Zhao Sumu saw that this thing had an effect, and all the strength of his body came out, beating the rice one after another.

Zhao Dongqing and Gu Zheng were not idle, they were both working hard to cut rice.

"Ouch, this is so good. Su Mu, can you lend this to my aunt when you run out of it? Aunt Zhao Hong at the head of the village opened her mouth to borrow it.

"Auntie, when we finish harvesting, you will come and get it." Su Mu is also welcome.

"Su Mu, I ......" Zhao Fu also felt that this thing could save a lot of things, and he also wanted to borrow it.

"Uncle Fu, you just want to use it to take it, you're welcome." Zhao Sumu said while threshing rice.

"Hey, you're welcome. Su Mu, I'll help, and I'll put the beaten grains in a sack later, and Uncle will pull them back for you in an ox cart. "Zhao Fu is happy.

This year's harvest was good, and their family still had a lot of rice, and he was thinking about how to finish the harvest quickly.

"Then I'll help too, I'll use it if I'm done early." Aunt Zhao Hong also picked up a sickle and went to the ground to help cut the rice together.

The autumn harvest of everyone in the village is like this, you help me and I help you change the project. If you have less land at home, you can collect it yourself, and if you have more land, you have to ask someone to help.

Seeing the autumn harvest of Zhao Fuling's family, Wang Dazhu and his wife also came to help. Old Man Zhao heard that Zhao Sumu had made a rice harvester, and he also brought a sickle to help.

During this period, Zhao Fuling brought tea to everyone, and Gu Zheng used Zhao Fu's ox cart to pull a lot of beaten grains back. Zhao Fuling cleaned the yard dam and used it to dry the millet.

"Slow down on the way back." Zhao Fuling helped Gu Zheng unload bags of millet, and told him to pay attention to safety on the road.

Listening to Zhao Fuling's concern, Gu Zheng suddenly felt that something was beating in his heart, and the roots of his ears were slightly red, but he still responded to Zhao Fuling with a bright smile. "Got it."

Zhao Fuling glanced at him casually, it was this casual glance that made her a little distracted, why did this man smile so good-looking.

It was almost noon, everyone was working hard, and Zhao Nanxing came back to report that everyone was not coming back for dinner, and asked her to send some over.

Zhao Fuling hurriedly cooked. She used the kitchen in the system apartment to make it.

boiled a big pot of mung bean porridge with rice, and she also put some sugar in it, which tasted very relieving of the heat. I also stewed a chicken mixed with various wild vegetables and stir-fried some greens.

At noon, Zhao Nanxing helped Zhao Fuling send all the food and tea to the field. , the big guys are eating in the field.

"Ouch, Poria girl, how do you boil this porridge? So sweet? ”

"yes, it's pretty good."

Several people in the same village who helped ate Zhao Fuling's porridge praised it well. Zhao Poria's porridge was boiled thickly, and with stewed chicken, everyone was quite full.

Even Old Man Zhao, who has a bad appetite on weekdays, ate two bowls of rice. Zhao Fu and Zhao Hong's aunt even ate three bowls in a row, perhaps because the family had not opened meat for a long time.

Today, I also ate chicken here in Zhao Fuling, and I was so satisfied.

Thanks to the help of many villagers, Zhao Fuling's family has harvested one-third of her rice in one day.

At night, Zhao Sumu's family was cleaning up the open space in the courtyard dam, and all the rice that could be dried was dried.

"Oh my god, it's finally done! I'm exhausted! Zhao Lingling sat on the stool, leaning against the wall. She hasn't done physical work all year round, but she is really tired today.