The champion is my son

Chapter 38 Threshing Millet

"Mother, don't hit me, I was wrong, I was wrong..." Li Qing begged for mercy while running.

"Stop for my old lady!" Jiang was out of breath from running.

Stop, stop and wait for you to fight?
Yunji: "..."

Alas! Mother is still so stupid, grandma is still young.Yunji sighed and carried the bamboo basket into the house, picked up the piece that Jiang shi had torn up, and took a bite.

Sweet, soft, and more delicious than steamed buns.Yun Ji sat at the table, sipping bread.

Li Qing gave Jiang a detailed analysis of the wealth behind this bread, and Jiang gave up and did not pursue Li Qing.Just saying that there is something to discuss with her in the future, Li Qing almost nodded his head like a sieve.

The pot stickers are still to be made, and the fried dough sticks are no longer sold in the market, and bread is sold instead.Because it is mixed with sugar, it is one copper coin more expensive than fried dough sticks.

Zheng Dalang has expressed to Li Qing many times that he wants to learn how to make deep-fried dough sticks, and he is willing to pay tuition for this.Li Qing paid attention in his heart.

"Shopkeeper Zheng, I can move the fried ghosts to your store, but the shopkeeper is not a buyout, but a division of labor. I only charge half of the income of each place. You set up the stove, and I will do it. You will pay for the oil. I have other things here, such as this potsticker, which is a new food in Shangjing, and I can give you the recipe of the potsticker directly without charging." The snacks of the potsticker were told by the Suzhou businessmen last time, so Those people didn't buy the recipe for pot stickers.

After Zheng Dalang thought about it, he felt that it was feasible, so the two signed the contract and went to the Yamen to seal it.

From then on, Li Qing only needed to carry the fermented flour and baked bread to the restaurant on the wharf during the fair, where he could sell his things.

Zheng Dalang’s pot stickers are finally priced at one copper coin for vegetarian stuffing, and two copper coins for pork stuffing.They are all made bigger, so more people buy them.But after Li Qing reduced the cost of oil, she actually earned more.Vegetable oil costs 140 copper coins a catty, and sometimes the price rises to [-], but the price has never been lowered.Both parties have benefited, so they did not blush.

Zheng Dalang's wife, Zheng Wangshi, is also warm and friendly. After learning that Li Qing is a widow, she sympathizes with her.Li Qing laughed it off, she didn't need sympathy, but she couldn't show resistance either.

Li Qing's bread was sold in Zheng Dalang's shop and became a new type of dry food.Sometimes people can still eat dried fruit in it, and they are more sure that this thing is good.

Like deep-fried dough sticks, bread is also very popular among Tianqi people.Especially those who go on a boat, when the weather is hot, they want to eat something sweet. Ginger's Bread is their best choice.

At the end of summer, the scorching heat could not be curbed, and Li Qing was facing a huge difficulty—the rice in the fields should be harvested.

Li Qing stood in the yard with a sickle in his hand: "..." In modern times, it is done by machines, but in ancient times, it was done by hand. The rice is obviously picked up on the pole and does not want to come off. Could it be that I have to pluck it off in bunches?
Imagine the picture, tens of thousands of straws... hand strokes, and then the hands are useless.

Beep (_)
Why am I not a science student, and why did I want to study literature in the first place? In ancient times, people who studied literature could do anything but care about it?It takes a long time to study a stove.

Li Qing was crying in his heart.

"Ah Qing, I saw a harvester enter the village, let's go ask the price."

Jiang pushed open the fence gate of the yard, and said to Li Qing while walking.

what?
Harvester?
How can I forget this, there is a mobile harvesting team.Li Qing took the pannier from Jiang's back, which contained some water chestnuts just picked from the water.Li Qing took out two peeled and ate them.

"Mother, after harvesting the rice, do we have to get the millet down?" Li Qing asked.

Jiang shi didn't understand, so she glanced at Li Qing: "If you don't knock it down, you can chew the straw together and eat it!"

Li Qing: "Oh" what Jiang said was to beat it down, so Li Qing was relieved.

Mrs. Jiang was indeed a man of action. In the afternoon, he and the four itinerant harvesters agreed to harvest [-] copper coins for the one mu of land.

Most families in the village don't need itinerant harvesters. Only families like Jiang's who have lost their main labor force will hire them.

The Jiang family was ranked second to harvest, so it was tomorrow and they had to take care of their breakfast.

Early in the morning, Li Qing and Jiang invited the four of them to have breakfast in the courtyard.In order to satisfy his hunger, Li Qing steamed thicker steamed buns, two for each person, and fried two side dishes with porridge. Although they were all vegetarian, the taste was passable.

At noon, the yard is full of rice with poles.

After paying the money, they went to the next house.Mobile harvesters like this have a lot of daily labor, and the harvest season lasts only ten days and half a month. They have to take this opportunity to do more work in order to earn more money.

Li Qing saw that all of them were tanned, and their hands were either cracked or calloused, and he felt great.It is this group of people created by the times. They left their farm work at home and went out to work. In this era without machines, it was a natural extension. Everything is for survival.

The weather has been fine these few days, if Li Qing and Jiang shi hadn't flipped through the batch of rice, it would be almost dry by the time it was done.From nowhere, Jiang took out two lianjias, one in each of the two.

Li Qing was stunned for a while holding the top-heavy thing in his hand.

So is it going to fight?
Li Qing imitated Jiang's example, holding Lian Jia's bamboo handle up and down.The board made of tree and rattan on the top turned around because of inertia, and then hit the straw on the ground with a snap.

That's how it was played.

Li Qing knew that she couldn't force the Infinity buff, so she played very carefully.In case the continuous feeding continues, the millet will be shattered into powder slag... Jiang Shi will definitely chase after her with the continuous feeding.

The picture is too beautiful to imagine.Li Qing, who was just chased by Mrs. Jiang with a broom, shook his head and continued beating straws.

It took the two of them a whole day to remove the millet from the rice, and Jiang ran to the Wang family next door to borrow a windmill.

Li Qing: Do you still want to use this thing?
She vaguely remembered having this thing when she was a child, but the memory was too far away and a little fuzzy.Because it was in his memory, Li Qing got started very quickly.

After Yun Ji came back from school, he also helped the two adults with their work. He carried the straw outside bit by bit.After being praised by Li Qingzhen for being obedient, Yun Ji worked even harder.

There is nothing better than a mother's real obedience, Yunji seems to be full of energy in an instant, and works much faster.

The yield per mu at this time is not like that after Grandpa Yuan.The Jiang family harvested two shi for one mu of rice, which is about 220 six catties, which is still an upper-middle-level field yield.

Wait for another two days in the sun, and lose another ten catties of water. After threshing, there may be a hundred catties of rice.

A hundred catties of rice can be eaten for four or five months.The Jiang family has always eaten porridge, and they rarely eat steamed rice, so they have been able to eat it for so long.

The paddy field industry has always been the Jiang family's sideline business, and it is also the sideline business of the entire Shilitang village. Everyone is engaged in the weaving business, and growing food is just to save food costs.

On weekdays, the Jiang family has the habit of hoarding grain, and a large number of potatoes are stored in the cave in the back of the house.The most indispensable thing on the table at home is the potato dish.

(End of this chapter)