Chapter 302 The story of pounding rice [asking for votes]
Chapter 302 The story of pounding rice [asking for votes]
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"These are rice. Where did that rice come from?" Lin Ying and Liu Lan were surprised to see the golden rice. They had only seen rice and had not yet understood the relationship between rice and rice. Li Feng was sitting
It was good. I saw that I was going to eat after drinking the tea in my hand, but then I heard Lin Ying suddenly say something.
"Pfft." He spat out a mouthful of herbal tea and coughed a few times. He looked at Lin Ying and Liu Lan who looked puzzled. Li Feng was really hurt. These two people had been in the village for a long time.
.How come we still don’t know where rice comes from? Could it be that we don’t distinguish between grains?
"Xiaoying, this rice is rice with the outer husk removed." Li Xin blushed and tugged on Lin Ying's clothes. This person is so embarrassed. Lin Ying and Liu Lan seemed to have not realized it yet, and they nodded.
."But how to peel off the shells? Do you peel them off one by one?" As soon as this question came up, Li Xin slapped her forehead directly. Alas, it was hopeless.
"Hahaha, you're laughing so hard. You're peeling peanuts, one by one. Even in the past, rice was pounded one by one, but now we just use a shelling machine." Li Feng still keeps the tools for pounding rice in his home.
It's quite simple. This thing has been used in the mountains since the late 1980s, and shelling machines were only used in the early 1990s. Li Feng was lucky enough to see a stone mortar used to grind rice. The stone mortar was made of a large piece of bluestone, and the whole thing looked like a large wine cup. The stone mortar
The diameter is only sixty or seventy centimeters, but only three or four people can lift such a large stone mortar.
Chiseling a stone mortar is a craft, and most masons may not be able to make a good stone mortar. The texture inside the stone mortar must be in place, which is of great help for pounding rice. The Li Feng family's was made by Li Feng's grandfather, it is an old thing, and now
It is placed in the utility room and is rarely used. When pounding rice, the stone mortar must be buried in the soil, otherwise it will easily turn over and shake around. Only the mouth of the stone mortar is exposed to the ground, and the four edges of the mouth are polished extremely smooth. This way for pounding rice
The rice grains scattered during the period are easy to clean. On top of the stone mortar is a big hammer-like thing called a mortar, which is mostly made of good wood like jujube and locust trees. There is a pestle on the head, and the mouth of the pestle is pressed.
Iron teeth.
Some simply used a hammer to pound the rice, but it was tiring, and the strong man was sweating profusely after a while. Later, he drilled a hole in the middle of the belly of the hammer, set up wooden sticks, and supported the tilting horizontal bars on both sides, just like an acrobatic "seesaw".
"The thing is supported in the middle. There is an iron bump on this end of the wooden stick, which is easy to step on. Step on this side, lift the hammer head on the other side and pound it down hard. Lift it up and pound it down. The mechanical repetition here, although it is more direct than the direct
Using a hammer saves effort. But after a long time, it is still very tiring. Most people can't bear it, so they mostly use strength to do it. It's not easy to eat rice. It's not like today. A bag of rice costs only a few yuan.
, after a short time, the white rice came out.
Li Feng said and several girls were stunned. It turns out there is such a thing. Even Li Xin didn't know much about it. It's not that this thing has been eliminated early. It's just that there may still be people in the mountains using it. There's nothing we can do about it.
, it is too difficult to get out of the mountains. A few mountain residents have no money to buy machines, and transportation is not cheap.
"I really didn't expect it to be so difficult to eat rice. By the way, you said, you still have this stone mortar at home. You will show us how to pound rice that day. We haven't seen it before, so we are very curious." Liu Lan said to Li Feng
He was very interested in the ancient skill of pounding rice. When he first came here, he thought Li Feng's small grinding of tofu was quite fun, and he insisted on grinding it, but after a few times he felt that he couldn't stand it. It's not easy to grind.
, without any skills, often give up halfway, Li Feng’s is a small grinder, usually make tofu, soy milk, or grind some sesame oil.
"Forget it, a stone mortar cannot be made by one or two people. Besides, it takes time and effort to dig a hole and bury it." Li Feng quickly shook his head. This thing is a piece of stone, weighing several hundred kilograms. It takes time and effort to clean and pound.
The rice that comes out is not as good as the shelling machine. These backward skills can only be read in textbooks. I don’t want to be thankless. These girls get it. In the end, the rice is not rice, rice is not rice, and in the end, it is not me.
Cleaning up the mess. My mind is getting hot while I am idle, and I feel uncomfortable having nothing to do.
"Forget it if you don't want to. I still think that setting up a rice pounding machine in the open space in the yard can at least attract some curious city people like me. At that time, your vegetables, fish in the pond, and maybe these rice
They can all be sold at a good price." Liu Lan pouted, why is this person so lazy? He just asked a few people to lift it up, what's the point.
"Yes, look at other people's activities that have local characteristics. Lijiagang can't lag behind." Lin Ying encouraged Li Feng to get a stone mortar. This person was also very curious about rice pounding. It was new. Children in the city always
She is full of curiosity about rural life, just like Li Lili yearns for city life. People always pursue a life full of unknowns that they do not know, but are full of complaints about the familiar life they are living in now.
"Let's talk about it later, let's go and eat." Li Feng laughed, thinking that he was stupid, making things here. Maybe you thought of playing rice pounding two times that day. He didn't clean up the mess. He tried it when he was a child.
One time when he was pounding rice, he almost broke one of his teeth. From then on, Li Feng saw how far the pounded rice could run, and he felt shadowy in his heart. Li Feng sighed and ran away quickly. These aunts can't afford to serve them by themselves.
"This man ran away. It seems that pounding rice is really tiring." Lin Ying and the others looked at Li Feng with smiles as he ran away, and disappeared after a while. It was not easy to make this man panic. How many of them?
The girl burst into laughter and whispered about rice pounding. Especially Lin Ying and Liu Lan had never known that it was so difficult to peel rice.
During lunch, Li Feng didn't say a word, which made the three girls laugh. Especially when Liu Lan found out from Li Feng's mother that when Li Feng was playing rice pounding when he was a child, he accidentally dropped a dog and chewed mud.
I almost broke it. Finally I figured out why this person was so afraid of pounding rice.
"Hahaha." Until after dinner, Li Feng returned to Taolin Courtyard, this person was not talking. He muttered in his heart, Mom, really, what happened so many years ago, she still brought it up. How many girls, this
She didn't look like a lady just now, who was eating, drinking soup, and talking softly. Especially when Liu Lan was leaning forward and backward while laughing, Li Feng was really afraid that something might go wrong with her laughter.
"What's so funny? I'm just thinking about you. This rice pounding is very dangerous. If you little girl loses her front teeth, it won't be ugly." Li Feng looked helpless, poured a cup of herbal tea, and drank it.
The aunts in front of me didn't appreciate it at all, and they laughed even louder.
"Okay, let's take a rest. Although it's not hot, I've been laughing endlessly and I'm not tired. Let's have a sip of tea and go to work." Li Feng took the teapot and poured a cup of tea for each of them. He admitted defeat to the others. It was necessary.
Well. Sometimes, Li Feng really doesn't understand how these young people can laugh at trivial matters.
"That's pretty much it. I didn't expect that laughing is also physical work. It's really tiring, haha." Liu Lan was not polite at all and drank the herbal tea.
"By the way, Li Feng, why haven't these experts and professors caught the little flying bear you mentioned? How many photos have been taken, but they can't catch this living creature? It's really strange." Liu Lan shouted.
After taking a sip of tea, I remembered something, put the tea cup on the table, and leaned forward.
"Yes, this photo was taken two days ago. Why haven't you heard about catching the little flying bear for several days?" Lin Ying was also very surprised. Several people came back and asked about Li Feng, and this person was the first one.
People who recognize Little Flying Bear should have some understanding of Little Flying Bear's characteristics.
Li Feng thought for a moment while holding the tea cup. Little Flying Bear's special ability is nothing to mention. "Although this Little Flying Bear is more like a bear than a cat, it has good vision, especially strong night vision, light speed, and claws."
It is sharp and suitable for survival in mountain caves. I think it may be for these reasons. The little thing has good night vision and has an advantage in caves. It’s not like you don’t know that caves extend in all directions. Although people can’t pass through many gaps, this little thing can easily
Back and forth. These experts don’t want to hurt the little flying bear. It’s a bit difficult to catch it. If I set up a trap and use a few small fish, it’s quite easy to catch it. The little flying bear loves to eat fish. Alas, I forgot about this.
I told Ouyang Fei. I wonder if they know." Li Feng said and remembered that he forgot to tell Ouyang Fei about the living habits of the little flying bear. Li Feng is not to blame for this, he should go back and check the animals by himself for these things
I remembered it in the illustrated book. The last time Ouyang Fei looked for him, he didn't know it.
"So that's it. There may be a group of people coming out in the afternoon. I'm going to ask and see how they are doing now. Let's go, the tea is ready. By the way, I think it's better to get the stone mortar out. You see, you are all two
You are the father of your child, why can’t you forget the little setbacks you had when you were a child?” Lin Ying’s words before leaving made Liu Lan laugh again. I really don’t know that this person loves to laugh so much. Forget it, I still want to laugh.
I don't care if I have to plow the rice.
The rice is turned and dried little by little with a wooden board, and it takes about ten minutes to dry. It is very laborious to do. It has not been done for several years, the wooden board is a bit rusty, and the thickness of the rice board is uneven. Today, the rice can be turned and dried in two hours.
However, the weather is a bit hot now. My mother said that she would go to the fields after three o'clock. Originally, she didn't have much rice at home, so she could put it away tomorrow morning at most. The rice she grew herself used less pesticides, especially when Li Feng irrigated it.
Spring water. Although these are not completely free of pesticide residues, they are better than the rice on the market. The Li Feng family does not intend to buy these rice, they will eat it themselves. Therefore, it is dried very clean, and the leaves
I helped pick it up myself. With the little monkey watching, the bird didn't dare to fly down. Without the bird poop, I felt free to eat it cleanly.
