After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 962 Rice Pounding Machine

Ye Feng shot him a killing look, and the other person immediately shut up and lowered his head, not daring to speak nonsense.

Arthur does it whenever he wants, and it's your turn to question him.

Xiao Se pulled Ye Feng and told him not to be angry. She explained to the tribe: "It's really not troublesome to do this, but it can only be done by one person."

"Clap with a board. A group of us can do it together."

"Second, I also want to better arrange the division of labor when Ada and the others arrive."

"Being rice is a laborious job!"

The tribesman quickly apologized: "Arthur, I'm sorry, I just thought that in my heart, so I asked."

"It's okay." Xiao Se smiled, "Then let's start now."

There is a wooden rice pounding machine painted on the wooden board. The tribesmen who follow Mushi to make wood can understand what is needed.

These strong tribesmen selected by Ye Feng are all tribesmen who do carpentry work with Mushi.

Everyone divided into teams, chopped the wood, polished it, and assembled it.

An hour and a half later, the first wooden rice pounding machine was ready, and its height was also made according to the height of the tribesmen.

In front of the wooden rice pounder is a stylus that looks like a record. On the tail of the stylus is a pedal, and in front of the pedal is a horizontal bar.

When the pedal is depressed, the needle will tilt up.

Because the height needs to be controlled, the horizontal bar in front of the pedal is used to control the height of the stylus.

It won't work if it's too high, and it won't work if it's too low.

Release the pedal and the needle will drop.

The place where the needle falls is where the wooden mortar or stone mortar is placed.

Put the sun-dried millet in the wooden mortar. When the needle falls, it hits the millet in the wooden mortar.

Because the wooden mortar is wider at the top and narrower at the bottom, when the needle is lowered and squeezed in the space of the wooden mortar, the millet will run upward. When the needle is removed, the millet will slip into the wooden mortar.

Therefore, the needle will not just hit a bunch of grains, but all the grains will roll and beat back and forth.

Because it is stepped on by feet, a large handrail was made above the horizontal bar to facilitate the tribesmen to borrow strength and to rest for a while.

Yefeng held the handrail and stepped on the pedal. The wood in front of him tilted slightly, and the needle also tilted. When he released the pedal, the needle hit the ground with a thud.

The tribesmen looked at it and were all very happy. This was much more convenient than beating the millet with a wooden board.

Ye Feng was delighted and looked at the position where the needle fell: "Then what?"

Xiao Se looked at the tribesmen who were digging the wooden mortar and said, "It's not done yet."

A group of tribesmen quickly sent more people, and everyone worked together. Finally, half an hour later, they dug out a wooden mortar.

A wooden mortar is made by hollowing out the middle of the wood to hold the millet.

"Dig a hole here, put the wooden mortar down, and fill up the sides."

Xiao Se chose a position in the open space and directed the tribesmen to put the wooden mortar into the dug pit, bury the wooden mortar and smooth it, and fix the rice pounding machine.

Ah Yao looked at the rice grinder and said, "It feels like a gladiator bird, waiting for us to feed it."

If you don’t say it, you don’t think it, but once you say it, you really feel it.

When Ada heard Ah Yao speak, his eyes couldn't help but look towards her, but the latter didn't give him a look.

Xiao Se asked Adini to put the unbeaten millet into the wooden mortar and said to Ye Feng, "Step on it."

Night Breeze stepped on the pedal, and the needle fell into the wooden mortar, and the millet was forced to the side.

When the needle rose, the grains rushed to fall into the middle of the wooden mortar.

And so on.Xiao Se smiled and narrowed his eyes: "It's done."

The tribesmen were also happy, and everyone rushed to step on the pedal, even A Di rushed to go.

Xiao Se looked at the millet in the wooden mortar: "Stop for a moment."

The clansmen stepped on the pedal without letting go, so as not to hit Xiao Se's hand.

Xiao Se took out a handful of millet from the wooden mortar and put it in front of his eyes.

She has chaff, rice and shells in her hands.

Before Ye Feng could say anything, A Di frowned: "It's so dirty, there's everything in it."

Xiao Se glanced at him: "It's not done yet. It won't be dirty when it's done."

She put the millet in her hand into the basket, shook it, and flicked it. A layer of debris leaked out from under the basket.

This layer of debris is chaff.

Xiao Se handed the basket to A Di: "Take it to the Feng Gu Machine and try it."

A Di took the contents of the basket and poured them into the wind machine, shaking the handle.

After the wind passes, the chaff flies away and the rice grains fall.

Ah Di stepped on the stool and looked into the wind mill, and then looked at the falling rice grains. He stared at Xiao Se with wide eyes: "Arthur, there is no millet in the rice. We don't have to pick the millet. This is very clean."

He packed the rice and handed it to Xiao Se, who was very surprised: "Look."

Although there is still a bit of chaff in the rice, it can be said to be very clean compared to the kind they picked before.

Previously, they were beating millet on the straw mat and then picking out the rice that fell out. At that time, they did not feel that the rice was dirty among the debris.

Now that I have it done, I think the latter method is better.

Xiao Se smiled and nodded: "Yes, with the rice pounding machine, it will be much more convenient for us. We can save the time of slapping the board, and we can also save the step of picking out the chaff."

A Di happily brought the rice to A Huo and said, "See, is it clean? This way we don't have to sit here all day long making decisions about picking millet and rice."

Ah Huo jumped for joy when he saw the clean rice: "Yes, yes, this is good."

When there was no rice pounding machine, they would sit under the tree, patting the grains and picking up chaff and rice. The six people picked up only enough for everyone to eat for one day.

Now that there is a rice grinder that can make it so clean, they no longer have to sit there and pick.

Not only Ah Huo was happy, the other four tribesmen were also overjoyed.

A Di said happily: "Then let's make a few more rice pounding machines?"

"It's too late. We'll do it tomorrow." Ye Feng frowned slightly, "We have to cut rice tomorrow."

A Di nodded obediently. The tribesmen had been tired for a long day and it was time to rest.

Xiao Se glanced at the sundial. Although it was past ten o'clock in the evening, it was still very hot, so he asked the tribesmen to bring the jelly from the mountain spring: "Everyone, come and eat some jelly before going to bed."

The tribesmen who had eaten jelly immediately stood up and went to get the bowl. I missed the taste.

The tribesmen who have never eaten it, seeing these tribesmen being so active, quickly got up and followed suit, which is not wrong.

When they ate the soft and elastic jelly, the three hundred tribesmen who came later understood why the tribesmen who came first ran so fast!

It turns out that this jelly is so cold!

It looked like he was drinking water, but after drinking it, his burning body suddenly became as cold as if he had rolled in the snow, which made his heart feel cold.

Wow, ice!
This is what you should eat on a hot summer day, it’s so comfortable!
These hundreds of tribesmen, thinking about how the tribesmen felt sorry for the tribe leader, at this time, they just wanted to feel sorry for the tribesmen.

No, your hearts are in the wrong place. With the clan leader here, you will have better food than you in the tribe.

Stop worrying about the clan leader. You still feel sorry for yourselves, right?
(End of this chapter)