Chapter 9 Grain Transport (Part 2)
I learned a lot from the autumn harvest very quickly and I am a very smart bear boy!
So Sangbai relaxed and made a small pot of tea for himself that he brought with him decades later. While sucking, he watched the autumn harvest work.
Waiting for the autumn harvest, the grain was about ten meters in diameter, and before the grain reached its ankle, Sangbai picked up a small broom and put the grain into the sack.
Facts have proved that Qiu Huo is a naive bear baby.
Just this game was played for two or three days and didn’t feel boring. Every time I hummed and laughed, I looked like I was having fun. In the end, the sang bai was not easy to disturb its interest.
It took a while, so when I came, I asked the villagers that the four sacks I borrowed were filled with a large sack of 100 kilograms.
In other words, a sack can hold 100 kilograms of millet. These four must have about 400 kilograms of grain. The slags are well divided into two sacks of millet and two sacks of rice.
After leaving the space, I was left with an empty sled and let the autumn harvest be dragged. I guess I might meet the villagers in front, so Sangbai moved all the food to the sled.
In addition to the four sacks of the villagers, the original bags of Sangbai family were also used. Don’t worry about the garbage bags, snakeskin bags, as long as the larger bags of Sangbai were filled with grain, and they piled up the sled into a small hill bag.
It’s just that the road is a bit difficult to walk on, because it’s already spring. Although it’s getting colder in the mountains, the snow on the ground has begun to melt. If it weren’t for the great strength of autumn harvest, I guess the sled would have to be thrown away.
When the sledge first emerged from the ridge, it was discovered by the working villagers.
Although I couldn't hear what the villagers were shouting, Sangbai could still feel the joy they came from the bottom of their hearts.
After going down the slope, someone immediately came over.
"Mr. Sang, you are back, we thought you were being wolves..."
Bang!
Before the boy could say something unlucky, he was slapped by the adults following him on the back of the head: "You are fine if you are eaten by a wolf!"
"Where are everyone busy?" Sang Bai was infected by the sincere smiles on the faces of the villagers.
Many of the smiles that Sang Bai had seen before were professional, which seemed to smile but had no feelings. It should be that such smiles were mechanical and emotional.
But the smiles of the villagers were different, which made Sang Bo feel that the smile from the bottom of his heart could really infect others.
"Where is spring plowing, turn over the soil and you can plant rice in a few days. Mr. Sang, where do you want to draw your land?"
"I haven't watched it yet. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to transport the food back quickly. Everyone will share the food tonight!" Sangbai said.
When I heard that I had eaten food, I became distracted.
Sang Bai didn't pay attention, and after saying a few more words, he rushed to his small earthen yard.
Back at Xiaotu yard, Sangbai found that Lu Qingyao and several elderly people from the village had arrived.
Nowadays, rural areas do not talk about Mingzhu, but talk about seniority and age. So these people are equivalent to the village standing committee members, and as soon as they decide this matter, they will settle down.
"Didn't it meant that there were only about 200 kilograms? I'm afraid it would be five or six hundred kilograms!" Lu Qingyao said.
The sledge of food suddenly shocked everyone.
"I originally thought it was only one or two hundred kilograms, but who knew it would be so many when I put it in. These are mine, and the ones in the sack, and there are also those in this cloth bag. Please give them to the number of people according to the number of people..." Sang Bai said.
"this……".
A bunch of old men were in a little embarrassed.
People who want to be respectful will feel stressed when receiving food from others.
After a while, after some twist.
Lu Qingju said: "These grains were borrowed by each family, and they will be returned when the summer grains come down."
After hearing this, Sang Bai immediately thought that he didn't have to pay it back, but then he thought that these villagers were simple men, and they didn't have the twists and turns decades later. He probably felt embarrassed to take his own food directly, so he nodded.
"I will unload my food first, and I will send the rest back to the village, and I will send it back to the village," said Sang Bo.
"Of course~".
Several people helped Sang Bo to carry the food into the house together.
"This is?"
Ji Yanping asked, looking at the small saplings tied under the sledge.
Lu Qingyao took a look: "Little peach tree seedlings".
"Yes, my surroundings are relatively empty, I'm going to plant some peach trees," said Sang Bai.
Ji Shuping was a little curious: "It's enough to plant a few acres of these seedlings."
"I'm empty here, it doesn't take much effort anyway," Sang Bai said with a smile.
"Okay, it's good to plant some peach trees, and see flowers in spring and eat peaches in summer."
Lu Qingyao walked out of the yard at this time and heard the conversation between Sang Bai and his wife and followed.
When Sang Bai saw that Lu Qingyao was still going to carry it, he immediately said, "I'll do this bag, just this bag. You guys, please help me move the saplings down."
Hearing Sang Bai's request, Lu Qingyao put down his grain bag and turned to hug the peach tree seedlings.
There was a family who worked hard for a while and finished the work in less than ten minutes.
Lu Qingju was curious, untied a small bag, stretched his head and grabbed a handful of food.
"Hey! Come and see this food!"
As he said that, Lu Qing raised his hand and spread it out, signaling everyone to see the food in his hands.
When Lu Qingyao and others saw it, they were immediately attracted by the grains in Lu Qing's hand. Each of these grains was huge and full, one or two rounds larger than the wheat they planted themselves. One particle could almost change the grain they planted at home.
Ji Shuping pinched a grain of grain and put it in his mouth, knocked it with his teeth, and then started chewing it: "Good grain! Uncle, try it."
After everyone tasted it, everyone nodded and praised the wheat. Then they looked like rice, and naturally they were full of praise.
Sangbai didn't care about this at all. If the things grown in the space were not as good as the food they produced in their own fields, how could they be called magic?
Moreover, the food that has grown through several crops of cypresses, so they are naturally large and full.
After a few people looked carefully, they soon found that something was wrong, that is, the food was cooked too casually, and many of them had ears hanging on them. In the eyes of old farmers, they could tell at a glance that the person who was threshing was definitely a novice.
But no one said that if you have sent all the food to you, you will complain that they are not good at threshing? That's not a careless person!
"I'll ask, how do you turn the grain into white rice and flour here?"
What Sanbo cares about the most is this.
"Then I got all the noodle rooms in the town, which are made from machines and the place where rice husks are removed. I collected some money from a bag there. If I don't have money, I can give some food, and it's not expensive, and it's easier and more convenient than manpower crushing."
I heard that each bag costs only one cent, so Sangbai ignored it directly. One cent! Sangbai took out one hundred yuan and bought two things at will, and it was gone. One cent could be used to pay a bag of noodles. What's the difference between not having money?
At this time, Sangbai didn't understand what purchasing power a cent was at this time.
"How to get to the town?"
Sangbai asked again.
Lu Qingyao and others looked at each other, and then Lu Qingyao said.
"I'll go with you tomorrow."
"You're also a match?" Sang Bai said.
But then I thought about it and it was right. The village was almost out of food. I always ate porridge with noodles and dried sweet potatoes. How could people suffer? I didn’t see any thin ones like a little chicken. None of the whole village had more than 100 kilograms. Even the young man was slimmer than the female stars in later generations. Isn’t he required food?
"Well, I think I can keep some of the grains for seeds. I will carry the rest to the machine and then exchange them for some miscellaneous grains. This grain is so good that we'll waste it," said Lu Qingyao.
Sang Bai felt sad when he heard this, but when he thought that this was someone else's decision, he was really hard to say anything. He couldn't create a few thousand kilograms of food, so Sang Bai felt that he was brainless.
After everyone talked a few more times, Lu Qingyao and others went back. After waiting for ten minutes, they came back with two mules.
Seeing them leaving, Sang Bai went to the door, sorted out his own grain, and at the same time took the bags that were ready to transport to the town tomorrow to machine into rice and white flour.
After sitting for a while, Sang Bai felt that there was nothing to do, so he wanted to plant trees. When he went outside the yard, he looked around and found that there were people busy in the fields opposite him. He felt that it was not suitable for him to borrow a hoe at this time.
After returning, he moved a brick and put it at the door, let Qiu Sheng lie at his feet to make a foot pad for himself, and then rub the bear's head. Sang Bai began to think about his next plan.
There is nothing at home, so you must buy something, at least you have to make a table and chair or something.
There are tables and chairs used in the space, but they are all synthetic boards. If you don’t get a set of solid wood furniture here, how can Sangbai feel balanced?
There must be farm tools, no matter how you plant them, you must put them out. If you need to have farm tools, then oxen and other things seem to be indispensable.
These things naturally require money. Now Sangbai is cleaner than his face, but as a person who has returned from forty years later, he feels that making money does not seem too difficult.
After thinking about it, it was time for the sun to set. I pretended to burn a little water and made a pot of tea for myself. The mulberry ate peaches with the tea and the autumn harvest.
I have to mention here that Taozi is so powerful. Sangbai is a little less enthusiastic. Compared with normal young people, he has too little competitive spirit, so his tolerance for the light Western world is higher than that of ordinary people.
But no matter how high it is, it will make you feel nauseous after eating it for several months. But Taoer still eats every meal every day. It really makes you feel like you are not tired of eating it.
As it got dark, the whole village became quiet.
Every household will not light a lamp for too long. The reason is very simple, lamp oil costs money!
So at seven or eight o'clock, the whole village fell into darkness.
The oil lamp that was now available was lit in a dark room for only 40 years later, and Sang Bo was not interested in staying in such a place.
Close the yard door and the door of the house, Sang Bai threw Qiu Sheng into the yard as a guardian, and got into the space and started to sleep.
I went to bed at around seven o'clock, and Sang Bo woke up at five o'clock. There was no way to wake up. I had been sleeping for ten hours, and when I fell asleep, Sang Bo felt that his old waist was almost broken.
When she got up and washed her face, Sang Bai was thinking about something to do when she heard something outside.
Chapter completed!