Jiang Zihao didn't want to dry the rice! That was the work of Taifu Cheng, General Song and some old, weak, sick and disabled people in wheelchairs.

Everyone in the castle who is about his age is stepping on a rice thresher! Or they are baling straw, and he must first learn to cut the rice.

"Then I'd better go cut the rice." Jiang Zihao didn't believe that he couldn't compare to the nine-year-old Chu Lixiang.

It was one of his personal attendants who handed the grain to Dai Yuntao. They had been cooperating for a day yesterday and were now very comfortable.

Seeing Jiang Zihao being disliked, they were helpless because they didn't want to affect their speed, so they pretended not to see it and continued threshing rice.

After a day of harvesting yesterday, Jiang Xinyan began to arrange for people to plow the fields today, then arranged for people to pick up the rice seedlings, and began to transplant the rice seedlings in the afternoon.

There are also people who bundle straw and pick straw ends and send them to the pig farm in a carriage, and then use the carriage to bring the pig manure out and spread the pig manure into the fields.

These people are a mobile crowd, and they also participate in the harvesting of rice before dawn, because the people on the threshing machine work tirelessly and thresh very fast.

The wife had previously arranged for five people to cut the rice, and a threshing machine was provided. It was okay for one morning, because everyone would cut the excess before dawn.

By the afternoon, they couldn't keep up with the progress. The threshing machines were limited and idle, so what could they do? So they spontaneously went to help before dawn.

Those who step on the threshing machine need both courage and skill, and they must hold the handle tightly. This is no joke.

People who have had their hands beaten by a threshing machine still feel scared when they think about it, especially when they sweat while threshing and there is no time to wipe away the sweat.

Even if sweat drips into your eyes, you have to finish beating the straw in your hand. When you throw away the straw, you wipe the sweat. After wiping the sweat in a hurry, you take the straw in your hand and continue to beat it.

Relatively speaking, the double robbery in the castle is not that hard. After all, the tools are all new, the personnel are young and strong, and the food is good, so it is not too hard.

This reminded the rural children headed by Zhou Daniu of the double robbery they had when they were children. What a sin!

When people were poor at that time, there would always be helpers. The adults would do farm work while the children would hand over the grain handles. They also had to cook at the same time, and the older girls would cut the rice crops.

During the meal, I would take time to go back and prepare a meal and send it to the fields to eat with the adults. If the family conditions are good, the girl may not go to the fields, but cooking must be done.

Some people who don't have elderly people or children have to ask someone to cook for them, or they simply have a meal before dawn and come back for dinner after dark.

How can they be like this now, not only do they have enough food to eat, but they also have iced watermelon and mung bean soup to drink!

Some very poor families even have to borrow tools. There are many tools that are not commonly used in farming. For example, not every family can afford large tools such as rakes.

I have never seen a threshing machine. They cut the rice and then take it home and knock it down slowly with wooden sticks. There is no threshing machine that threshes the grain directly in the field.

Therefore, it is the hottest and most tiring time to do double duty every year, cutting the grain, holding the grain, binding the grain, picking the grain, stacking the grain, and then slowly threshing the grain by hand.

There are no oxen to plow the fields, not even plows, or harrows for plowing the fields. Most of these have to be borrowed, and only a few wealthy families in a village own them.

Even the grain drying field has to be lined up, because the grain drying field is shared by people in the same village, and those with a larger population occupy a larger space and dry the grain faster.

If it rains heavily during the double grab, it will be even more busy. Alas, when Zhou Daniu thinks about the past, his sadness is still vivid in his mind.

He stepped on the rice thresher a few times, one word, cool, two words, really cool, "Boy, please move quickly when passing the grain handle, are all the thousands of households waiting for you in their spare time?"

The soldier who handed the grain bag said suspiciously: "Boss, have you beaten it cleanly? How come you did it so quickly? I just handed it to you and then threw it away."

"How dare you question me, you bastard? Go check and see if there is some grain that was not removed completely and I ate it." Zhou Danniu laughed angrily.

"Who is that? Hurry up and pass the grain handle. The two of us will feed one person to Zhou Qianhu." The soldier did not dare to check.

"Haha... Just bring me two people to pass the straw to me." Zhou Daniu laughed because he saw two people beside Zhao Yu handing him the straw.

Chu Lixiang said quietly: "Brother Zihao, it's no wonder that we can't win when passing the grain. Look, those two people used to be centurions, and they passed it to the same person at the same time."

"Hey! They moved too fast, but Xu Feng also grew up in the capital!" Jiang Zihao was full of confidence again.

Now he won't hurt his hands when cutting rice, and he thinks he will learn how to do it. His sister and brother-in-law taught these people step by step how to use the rice thresher!

"Brother Xiang, when we have lunch later, let's step on the rice thresher earlier. It should be OK if we go slower." Song Mingjiang said quietly.

Jiang Zihao heard this and was very excited. He happened to want to learn to step on a rice thresher, but he didn't think of learning it secretly. Song Mingjiang's words really touched his heart.

So as soon as the three of them got together, while everyone was resting, the three of them ate and sneaked into the fields.

"Brother Zihao, please give me the straw to try to thresh the rice." Chu Lixiang was excited and eager to try.

"What do you want to pass, do you know how to pass it? You need to push the roller out a few times first, and then step on it when the pedal is up." Jiang Zihao had memorized the sequence before.

He confidently stepped forward to teach Chu Lixiang and Song Mingjiang, "Hey, which one of you will step on the rice thresher with me?"

"I'll come, I'll come. Did Brother Zihao push the drum like this a few times?" Chu Lixiang stood in front of the pedal of the rice thresher.

He was just a little taller than the rice thresher, and he had a small handful of straw in his hand, ready for a big fight.

"Oh! Why does this drum rotate in the opposite direction? Ah! Help! My straw is turned in."

Chu Lixiang closed his eyes and yelled at the top of his lungs, unwilling to let go, and almost even his people were dragged in.

"Brother Xiang, you're going to die! Let go quickly, just wait until you pick it out from the bucket." Jiang Zihao shouted anxiously.

"Bang!" Chu Lixiang let go with lingering fear, and a small handful of grain fell into the big barrel of the rice thresher.

He ran to the big wooden barrel behind the rice thresher and saw a bunch of messy straw there.

"Try again. I didn't see the drum rotate the other way just now. You have to put the grain handle up when it rotates normally." Chu Lixiang said unwillingly.

Jiang Zihao grabbed a handful of rice and was about to hit it. The rice in his hand blocked his sight. He stepped on the pedal as soon as he stepped on it.

"Ah~" A shrill scream resounded through the sky. Chu Lixiang's hand was on the rice thresher and he broke a finger.

Seeing that Chu Lixiang's finger was broken, Jiang Zihao was so frightened that he threw away the grain in his hand and started crying: "Wow..."

Chu Lixiang and Song Mingjiang were young after all, and they were already scared out of their wits. They were standing next to the rice beater like wooden stakes...

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