Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

Chapter 215 Wheat Harvest!

After Mu Xi drew the rough drawing, he handed it over to Zhao Yeqing to complete.

I went out to cut down trees.

"Are you sure your waist is okay?"

Zhao Yeqing was still a little worried. After all, the injury was to his waist and abdomen, and if something went wrong, it wouldn't be a minor problem.

Mu Xi twisted his waist from side to side, "I don't think there is any problem."

Even if there is no problem with my waist, I can't carry the plank back by myself. I have to use oxen to pull the cart.

In the past, Mu Xi would cut down the trees in the forest and use a saw to cut out the planks before carrying them back.

But this time the tool was special and the production process was complicated. In order to avoid accidents, after cutting down the tree, he chopped off the excess branches and directly asked the ox to pull the log back, and determined the thickness and length of the board according to the drawing.

Don't choose wood that is too small. The oxen can't pull a tree at one time, so it needs to be transported in two parts.

It took Zhao Yeqing a long time to finalize the drawings. Mu Xi had already removed the bark from the logs and planned to start sawing the boards.

"The sizes of the main large wooden blocks of the windmill are all marked. The remaining small parts are made by waiting for how much wood is left before planning how to use them."

Zhao Yeqing took out the ink fountain from the tool room and marked the wood before letting Mu Xi do it.

The structure of the windmill has entrances and exits. Rice is poured into the top. Shake the rocker to flip the fan blades inside the windmill, blowing away impurities between the rice. The impurities fly away from the rear end of the windmill, and the clean rice flows from the funnel at the bottom. come out.

The two of them were mentally prepared before making them, knowing that these two tools would not be easy to make.

Unexpectedly, the difficulty exceeded the two's expectations.

There were two wooden gears in the middle that couldn't fit together. They finally did, but the connecting wooden bearings got stuck again.

It took the two of them two days of research to break into a small place.

The weather is getting hotter as we get closer to the wheat harvest time.

The wheat field was already golden. Zhao Yeqing pinched a wheat grain with his hands. It was almost full and could be harvested in the next two days.

For less than half an acre of wheat, the harvesting time is only one day. In addition to threshing and drying, two days is almost enough.

The rice grains have also been filled with slurry, and the last bit of water used to keep the rice fields moist must be drained out. The fields must be dried for a week before harvesting.

Zhao Yeqing planned to harvest the rice and glutinous rice immediately after harvesting the wheat tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

After harvesting, the fields are immediately plowed and prepared for the next round of transplanting.

If Zhao Yeqing hadn't been lying in bed for so long recently, he would have almost forgotten to nurse the autumn rice seedlings.

The two of them were lying on the bed a few days ago, thinking about what else needed to be done at home when they had nothing to do. Then they remembered that the rice sown in autumn must be cultivated, and the seeds must be sun-dried before planting.

Now that the rice seeds are almost drying, I dig out a small piece of land next to the fish pond and scatter the rice seeds in it.

This year, she plans to use dry cultivation method for all autumn sowing.

The corn field is not particularly anxious, and it can be harvested about ten days later than the rice.

Now is the corn milk-ripening stage. At this time, the corn is the sweetest and waxiest. Zhao Yeqing walked into the corn field and broke off five or six of them.

Leave two to cook and eat, and throw the rest to the cattle and sheep to eat and play with.

She is a sweet corn person, and she likes the crispy, sweet and juicy corn the most. After throwing it into the pot and cooking it, as soon as she opened the lid, the rich aroma of corn hit her face.

She fished out the corn with chopsticks and put it in a bowl to cool.

Mu Xi was doing the last step of splicing the windmill in the yard. Zhao Yeqing took the cattail leaf fan and walked into the yard to fan Mu Xi who had beads of sweat on his forehead.

He smiled and said, "When the harvest is finished, we will dig out the road. With the power supply, we can blow the fan this summer."

It's just March, and the weather has already warmed up to 289 degrees Celsius, and it's expected to be over 40 degrees Celsius in a while. If you have a fan, summer will be much better.

In the evening, Mu Xi finished assembling the windmill. Zhao Yeqing shook the handle of the turntable, and the fans inside began to rotate.

Mu Xi stood at the rear of the windmill and could feel the wind pouring out of it.

"It's pretty cool. If there's no electric fan, I guess a manual one will do."

Zhao Yeqing washed his hands and gave him the corn, "No, it's over 40 degrees and a hand-cranked fan will kill people."

Mu Xi also remembered the nightmare of last year when the air was shaken and deformed by the high temperature. He took a bite of corn and said firmly, "The wood will be ready tomorrow and harvested the day after tomorrow. Take the time to go back to Meishan to move things."

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The plan could not keep up with the change, and Mu Xi spent the whole next day failing to assemble the wooden box.

The blades and tooth slots are actually a bit too complicated.

Zhao Yeqing decided not to wait for him, so he changed into his clothes at dawn and took out his polished sickle.

"You do it slowly, I'll go harvest it first."

Having rested too well recently, Zhao Yeqing was full of strength and carried the sickle into the wheat field.

It only took most of a day to harvest the entire wheat field.

Even Mu Xi was stunned, "Are you...are you tired? Why don't you take a bath tonight? I'm afraid you won't be able to get up again tomorrow."

Zhao Yeqing felt that this time he was not like last year. Although he was tired after harvesting, his body did not feel uncomfortable.

"I think it should be the accumulation of the past two years, which has improved my physical fitness."

In order to avoid accidents, Mu Xi hurriedly assembled the wooden leizi before night and boiled a large bucket of bath water with herbs for Zhao Yeqing.

Zhao Yeqing's face and ears were red from taking a bath in the summer, but the effect was remarkable. As soon as he finished taking a bath, he had the urge to cut two more pieces of land.

Mu Xi hurriedly drove her to bed, not even letting her do the subsequent threshing.

After the wheat was threshed, the straw was thrown into the ground and the wheat grains were poured into the windmill. Zhao Yeqing only had to sit there and shake the handle.

The golden wheat grains slipped from the windmill into the baskets placed on the ground in advance, and a total of seven or eight baskets of wheat were harvested.

Mu Xi weighed it with his hands, "A basket is estimated to weigh more than sixty kilograms."

That is nearly 500 kilograms of wheat harvested.

The corners of Zhao Yeqing's mouth couldn't help but rise. This number was beyond her expectation.

She squatted down, picked up the wheat grains with her hands and put them down again, repeating this several times without getting tired of it.

The depression in my heart was relieved immediately.

The wheat was planted last fall and this summer, and finally there is a harvest.

She smiled so hard that her eyes turned into crescent moons,

"When the flour is ground, I will eat pasta for two days!"