On the cement floor in front of Gao Ge's old house, various tools for rice threshing are ready. The most important rice thresher is a bulky rectangular-shaped thing. The shell is made of wooden boards, and the other spare parts are made of iron.

Yes, it weighs hundreds of kilograms.

Then there are four baskets for carrying rice, two pairs of poles for carrying the baskets, a leather skip for scooping rice from the rice thresher, and six sickles for killing the straw. Then there is a large kettle and two teacups. Then look at Gao Ge

There are six of them, each wearing long clothes and long trousers, and wearing straw hats or bamboo hats. They can be said to be fully armed.

Gao Ge saw Luo Hui riding over and asked with a smile, "Xiao Hui, rice harvesting can be divided into four tasks: killing the crops, sending poles, beating the rice, and carrying the millet back. Which one do you want to do?"

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"I don't know how to do any of these things. Let's wait until we get to the fields." Luo Hui got off the black magic beast and said, "Also, my main responsibility is digging out loaches."

The villagers all laughed, and Gao Ge curled his lips, "Xiao Hui, you're so embarrassed, that's just children playing in the mud."

Luo Hui was not as experienced as Old Man Gao, so he smiled and said, "Then I will be responsible for playing in the mud."

Niu Niu parked her bicycle next to the Black Beast, jumped off and raised her hands, "Like Uncle Xiaohui, I am also responsible for playing in the mud. And Aunt Xiaoqian, she also plays with us in the mud."

The villagers laughed even more happily and sang loudly, "Well, go ahead and play in the mud. Let's set off... What about Xiaohui's rice thresher?"

The meaning of Old Man Gao was obvious. How could Luo Hui not understand, "Okay, old man, you can go ahead with your baskets. I will tell you later."

Old Man Gao grinned his yellow teeth and said happily, "Then we'll leave first."

After saying that, he picked up two baskets and put them together and was about to leave. A villager asked confusedly, "Brother Ge, won't you lift this rice thresher?"

Gao Ge said, "We don't need to worry about it, Xiao Hui will do it."

The five villagers all looked at Luo Hui. The villager said worriedly, "This rice thresher weighs more than a hundred pounds. How can Xiaohui lift it? Even if he can lift it, what will happen if he injures his lumbar vertebrae?"

Old Man Gao laughed and said, "Don't worry, for Xiao Hui, this is just a plate of little carrots."

The five villagers dubiously followed Old Man Gao carrying a basket and the baffle of the rice thresher as they headed into the ridges of the fields.

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Gao Qianqian changed into old clothes, took two hoes from home, and carried a bucket. Niu Niu had already prepared her special small hoe, and also carried a small bucket.

"Brother Xiaohui, let's go." Gao Qianqian said to Luo Hui.

"You guys go ahead, I have to carry the rice thresher." Luo Hui said calmly.

"Oh, do you want me to help you lift it?" Gao Qianqian knew Luo Hui's strength. Of course she believed that such a small rice thresher would be easy for Luo Hui.

"No need." As Luo Hui spoke, he grabbed the ears on the left and right sides of the rice beater, and he lifted the rice beater, which weighed more than a hundred pounds, with ease, and placed it on his shoulders.

Walking all the way into the fields, the villagers were all frightened by Luo Hui. Xiao Hui's strength must be too great. After living for such a long time, this was the first time he saw someone carrying a rice thresher alone.

When they came to Gaoge's Qiutian, the five villagers were also surprised and admired Luo Hui endlessly.

"Xiao Hui can't dig up the loach yet. You go ahead and kill the crop first. I'll teach you." Gao Ge had already put down a piece of rice straw, and he stood in the field and called Luo Hui.

"Okay, then old man, just teach me." Luo Hui responded and walked over.

There is no water in the fields, so the water is drained out when the rice is nine minutes old. Once the water dries up, the mud will slowly harden from thin mud, and people will not sink when they step on it. This way, it will be easier to harvest the rice.

It's much easier than harvesting early rice in summer, and it won't make you get wet like harvesting early rice.

Luo Hui came to Gao Ge with his bare feet and stepped on the soft mud.

Gao Ge began to teach him how to kill He, what were the essentials, and what matters should be paid attention to.

Killing the grain is actually very simple. Just grab the grain stubble and swing out the sickle with one hand. The strike must be quick, accurate and ruthless. Don't let the sharp sickle cut yourself, otherwise it will be bad if it bleeds. Also, the grain must be piled up.

A small pile, a small pile. The standard for this small pile is that it can be held with both hands, so that it is easier to hold and thresh rice, right?

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Luo Hui listened to what Old Man Gao said, watched him kill a few more, and then started to do it himself.

Not to mention that Luo Hui was born to be a farmer. Of course, it was mainly because of his extraordinary physique.

Repeat simple movements, does practice make perfect? ​​After a minute or two, Luo Hui's movements changed from unfamiliar to familiar. Another two minutes later, from familiar to familiar. After five or six minutes, he became very familiar, and his speed was actually the same.

Gao Ge, who has been killing He for decades, has a chance to compete.

Gao Ge's old friends were all shocked. Xiao Hui's ability to adapt and learn is too strong. How long has it been for him to kill crops at such a speed? But because of the previous incident of making glutinous rice cakes

, the villagers didn't make much fuss. If Gao Ge was more accustomed to it, he had seen too many weird things in Luo Hui, and he had long been accustomed to it.

With six sickles and six people, in less than a quarter of an hour, nearly half of the eight-cent field was cleared.

"Xiao Hui, stop killing He and come over to thresh rice." Gao Ge said to Luo Hui again, this old man wanted to train him to be a good cropper.

"Okay." Luo Hui and Old Man Gao walked towards the field ridge.

The two of them took away the stack of grain, cleared a small open space at the edge of the field, arranged the rice thresher, and installed the four baffles.

Gao Ge began to teach Luo Hui how to step on the pedal of the rice thresher.

As soon as the pedal is stepped on, the roller core in the machine chamber will rotate rapidly, making a continuous clicking sound. The rice stalks will flip left and right on this rolling roller to perform all-round threshing.

There is not much technical skill involved in threshing rice. You have to step on your feet and grab it with your hands, which consumes all your energy. Luo Hui is the most suitable person.

After Luo Hui stepped on it for a few times, he completely found the feeling and became a good hand at threshing rice. Especially the strength of his feet was undoubtedly extremely strong. Now he could sing with ease. Originally, he was pedaling

Two people stepped on it together, but Old Man Gao simply stopped stepping on it and let Luo Hui do it alone. He just grabbed the straw and put it on the roller core to thresh.

Gao Qianqian and Niuniu sent the rice straw to the two people who were threshing the rice. This shortened the time of threshing the rice and greatly improved the efficiency.

Soon the rice straw next to the rice thresher was finished. Luo Hui and Old Man Gao each grabbed the left and right ears of the rice thresher and dragged it to the unbeaten rice straw in front, which also saved time and energy.

Luo Hui and Gao Ge continued to plow rice, and Gao Qianqian and Niuniu continued to deliver rice straw. The reason why they were not in a hurry to dig out loaches was because the small piece of rice field they had just finished plowing was basically free of loaches and eels. (To be completed.
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