Nongmen Blessed Wife: The elder sister-in-law has space for farming

Chapter 233 Paddy Threshing
A few people did this for an hour or two, and the surrounding villagers couldn't help saying:
"Miss Yin, what are you doing? How many catties does this rice have? Is it done?"

Yu stood up and cast a glance at the people outside: "You can know the weight of the wheat at this time? Why don't you dry it and wait for threshing? Why, your family also harvests the straw?"

When Yu Shi spoke like this, many people around were a little embarrassed, and the person who just spoke up had a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Seeing this, Yin Ziying smiled, and then said:
"Uncles and aunts, our rice can't be threshed so quickly. The whole process is the same as that of the first-planted wheat at home. The specific weight depends on the threshing and drying."

She knew that the rice harvest would attract a lot of people's strange eyes and attention this time. After all, when she first worked in the paddy fields in the village, there were many people watching.

It's just that, back then, more people smiled on the open face, but they were somewhat disdainful behind the scenes. After all, in the eyes of the villagers, it was indeed a bit whimsical to suddenly say that rice should be planted in Beidi, a place used to growing wheat.

I didn't expect that after so many months, her rice not only matured earlier than their wheat, but also looked fruitful, and it was normal to attract some attention.

After all, no matter whether it was a workshop or a greenhouse she built before, she brought the villagers to do it together.

Now that we have this rice, what is that rice?That was one of the staple foods, and the price was so much more expensive than the wheat they had grown themselves, so she expected everyone to have thoughts in their hearts.

After all, not only these villagers, but even the old village chief came to talk to her a while ago because of this matter.

Yin Ziying didn't care about the thoughts of these villagers, and she didn't think that the villagers' thoughts were impure or anything.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, although Yin Ziying said no, but Uncle Gu brought Gu Yunli and his brothers to the valley field to guard every day.

After all, this is the first batch of rice planted by Yin Ziying. In addition, the farming has not started in the village, and there are too many idlers. They are all worried that something will happen to the rice.

Although most people have good intentions towards them, there must be some people who have not so good intentions.

Seeing that she didn't listen to what she said, Yin Ziying simply let Uncle Gu and the others go, anyway, she could always find a chance to repay them.

And this day was the day when the rice was threshing. There were many people around the grain field, and everyone was waiting to see how much Yin Ziying could get from the rice.

Everyone had the same thought in their minds, if the rice harvest was not much this time, it would be fine, but if the harvest was really large, they would ask Yin Ziying to take them to plant this rice together even though they were shy.

In such a world, if growing rice can cost twice as much money as growing wheat, who would be willing to grow that wheat?

Furthermore, ever since Yin Ziying opened a workshop in the village, occasionally a catty or two of rice would be distributed in the workshop during the Chinese New Year.

Therefore, many people in Baijia Village have eaten the taste of rice. Isn't rice better than wheat?Anyway, compared to the thick noodle steamed buns they eat every day, it is much more delicious.

"Uncle, I need to walk around this side of the road again." Yin Ziying shook the small handful of rice stalks in her hand and said to Uncle Gu who was driving the donkey ahead.

Uncle Gu said hello, and immediately behind him were his aunt Yu Shi and Gu Yunliu who were urgently turning the rice.

After the rice is tied up in small handfuls, only the upper layer can be obtained after being run over by a stone mill, and the bottom layer must be turned over and rolled again.

Regardless of the scorching sun, several people were busy with smiles on their faces.Even if they are not famous, they can still see that the rice is heavy, and it looks like it can be harvested better than wheat.

After Uncle Gu had run over all the rice in front of her, Yin Ziying stepped forward and picked up the rice one by one and shook it.

After seeing that there were only a few grains of rice left in the small handfuls of rice stalks, a smile appeared on her face, which was about the same level. It seemed that threshing was easier than she had imagined.

She said to Uncle Gu who was walking ahead:
"Uncle, it's enough to grind each row of rice three times. Auntie, Sister Liu and I will pick up the rice stalks that have been rolled three times and shake them. Let's take the rice stalks that are still inside. Just pound it with a wooden hammer."

"okay!"

"it is good!"

The three of them responded in unison, and the people around also showed strange expressions on their faces. The rice harvest looked good, but when the rice stalks were picked up, it felt like piles of millet on the ground.

A few people were busy working in the head of the valley, and there was a clear and clear child's voice coming from far and near: "Sister Ziying, sister Ziying, Mr. Wu's family is here to look for you."

Everyone's hands paused, Yin Ziying put down the things in her hands, stood up and looked in the direction of the sound. On the country road, a small pink and tender dumpling was running towards here. If it's not Gu Yunxuan, who is it?
On the side, Mrs. Yu wiped the sweat from her hands and said to Yin Ziying with a smile, "Ziying, I see that it's sister Xuan, you should stop doing it, go and see what's going on!"

Uncle Gu also stopped his movements and nodded: "Yes, since Mr. Wu's family is here, there must be something important. Ziying, go quickly, we are here!"

Just as Yin Ziying was about to say something, she didn't ask Wu Ling for anything this time, and it was probably about the furniture last time, so Gu Yunliu took the lead and said:

"Ziying, go quickly, Dong Wu's family helped us so much last time, maybe Dong Wu's family has something to ask this time."

Gu Yunliu also knew about the fact that Wuling took away many of Yin Ziying's drawings for making furniture last time.

Yin Ziying nodded:
"Sister Naliu, Auntie, put the rice handles in the stone mortar over there and pound them with a wooden hammer. Then the grains will be swept and the leaves will be sun-dried."

Yu said with a smile: "Don't worry, Ziying, we are all people who are used to work, so you don't need to explain, you can go on your own!"

Seeing this, Yin Ziying didn't say any more, she patted some of the millet on her body, and then walked out of the millyard.

Over there, Gu Yunxuan had already run to the front, and when she saw Yin Ziying, she wanted to pounce on her, but Yin Ziying hurriedly reached out her hand to stop her:

"Sister Xuan, don't come close. You just got wet with millet and haven't changed your clothes yet. You'll be itchy soon."

Seeing Gu Yunxuan's hand shrank, wanting to hug but also afraid of itching, Yin Ziying smiled and said:

"It's okay, sister Ziying went back and changed her clothes. What did sister Xuan just say? Is Mr. Wu's family here?"

Hearing Yin Ziying's question, many people around turned their ears up. Everyone knew that Yin Ziying's relationship with the owner of Cuixianlou, Dong Wu's family, was unusual.

I heard that the last time, when Mrs. Yin held a housewarming banquet in her new house, Mrs. Wu's family from the Cuixian Tower even came to congratulate her.

(End of this chapter)