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391. Live harvesting of rice

Song Tan seemed to have no idea about the sadness and reluctance of her classmates.

Now he pointed to the pile of sickles borrowed from fellow villagers: "That's OK. After everyone has finished eating, I will take you to the rice fields to cut rice."

"When the harvest is almost done, let's take a break, eat some watermelon and drink some white fungus soup, and then wait for lunch. It's too hot at noon, so we won't go to the fields."

"Go to the house at noon to take a look and take a rest."

"I dug out two threshing machines from the old people in the village, and in the afternoon I happened to blow the electric fan to thresh the rice..."

"If you act quickly, you can grind the rice out at night and you can have a new meal of rice."

Song Tan felt a little reluctant to give this rice to others. She hadn't even eaten it this year!

But, are these 29 classmates in front of her? No, they are clearly her God of Wealth!



Listen to this schedule, how fulfilling it is!

Everyone touched their bulging bellies. What they were looking forward to now was not the rice fields, but the lunch at noon.

But this seemed too foody, so some students asked curiously: "By the way, Song Tan, where is your brother?"

"Yes, where is our younger brother? You are so beautiful, and your younger brother must be very handsome too."

Song Tan smiled: "He is a kid who loves to play live broadcasts. He has already gone to the rice fields to cut rice and live broadcasts."

"I know you don't like to show your face. Let's switch to the other end later."

Two areas of land were specially reserved. They would not be able to finish the cutting at noon, and the people of the Old Song family would clean it up without any trouble.

As for Qiao Qiao, yes, Teacher Qiao Qiao’s small class has started again!

[I finally waited for you, but luckily I didn’t give up]

[Watching the live broadcast, I can see Wang Baochuan’s sadness. Will the host teach me how to dig wild vegetables next time? 】

[The last time I went to class was the last time...]

[Really, during the job search period during the graduation season, the anchor did not teach knowledge for so long, which caused me to lose several skills on my resume]

[To tell you the truth, I pack the express boxes quite well now]

[Who is not? That day, I asked Fengfeng Express to come to pick up the package. He registered the information and I packed it along with it. He even asked me if I was traveling with him.】

The barrage chat was in full swing, so Qiao Qiao found a good place to set up her phone. She still had no habit of watching the barrage, so she just said hello to herself:

"Good morning, children! Today I will teach you how to cut rice. Once you learn how to do it, you can go to work seriously in your own rice fields."

"Learn well and cut quickly, and you can save money on hiring workers."

Fans:…

Look at this time! Anyone who can watch the video at this point is not a social animal? What is the rice field at home?

Teacher Qiaoqiao, you are really overthinking, we don’t have rice fields.

Immediately after the barrage, someone whimpered:

[I knew the anchor had high hopes for me and must have seen my potential to buy land in the future]

[Brothers, study hard. Although our family does not have rice fields, we can find a reed bank to cut reeds.]

At this moment, Qiaoqiao had already cut a rice plant with a sickle and placed it in front of the live broadcast camera:

"Children, this is rice. The rice we eat comes from rice. After cutting it, we have to thresh it, dry it, and then shell it, so that the rice can be washed and used for cooking."

"Sister said that if you act quickly, you can eat it tonight, and you can even give me the rice dumplings."

"Children, do you like to eat crispy rice?"

【Love love love! Juejuezi! Crispy rice and kimchi soup!】

[The chili sauce is the perfect match!]

【Lao Ganma is the magic formula!】

【No! I want local spicy sauce!】

[Nonsense, it’s obviously meant to be served with bean curd!]

[You don’t know how to eat it at all! The crispy rice cooked in a farmhouse’s earthen stove is charred and fragrant without adding anything]

[Am I the only one who uses crushed rice balls to make rice balls and stick them with sugar? 】

【?!!!Go away, go away!】

Good guy, it's only early in the morning, and everyone is drooling all over the place. I don't know if it's because they're greedy or because they're quarreling.

Qiao Qiao was not at all aware of the disputes in the barrage.

Now that the teaching task was completed, he put the rice plant aside, then walked to the rice field allocated to him in front of him, grabbed a handful of rice with his left hand, and the sickle in his right hand was close to the root, flat, and his feet

To stagger the place where the sickle cannot be aimed, and then——

With a "brush", a handful of rice was cut off, and then neatly thrown to the ground.

In fact, he has never done this job.

However, before starting the live broadcast, two uncles who worked taught me how to do it, so I learned it very smoothly.

At this moment, Qiao Qiao only remembered her sister's instructions - it doesn't matter if you move slower, it was mainly to teach the children and remind them not to get hurt.

Teacher Qiaoqiao must lead by example!

Therefore, his movements are not fast, but they are more stable.

It's just... this is very painful for the fans in the live broadcast room——

[When he put the phone here, I had a hunch——]

[Yes. I am the watchman of the rice fields]

[I am a fox, looking at the rice and waiting for the prince who will tame me]

It's not unreasonable for everyone to be so poetic all of a sudden.

In fact, from the beginning to the end of this row of Rice Qiaoqiao, the camera cannot see it for most of the time.

No one spoke, the only sound in the rice fields was the rustling sound of the wind and the rhythmic "chacha" sound of the sickle cutting the rice.

The early morning wind blows, and there are still some dewdrops on the rice fields, and the long, slightly rough leaves are covered with moisture.

Behind Qiao Qiao, Song Sancheng and Song Youde tied the rice into bundles and piled them aside.

Speaking of which, technology has changed productivity. Now there is no need to dry the rice in the sun, roll it with a stone roller, or beat it with a hand handle as before.

Therefore, you only need to collect the rice and wait for the threshing machine to be threshed in the afternoon, which saves a lot of space and tediousness.

Fortunately, this time, Teacher Qiaoqiao did not completely forget his students.

It was so tiring to bend down all the time to cut the rice that after cutting in a row, he was still not used to it and had to stand up and shake his waist, and then ran to the live camera again, full of energy:



"Children, have you all learned the lesson?"

[After I give up my studies, when I borrow another five hundred years from the sky, save my first pot of gold, and go back to my hometown to buy land to grow rice, I will definitely be able to harvest rice like the anchor]

[I’m done studying. When I go home to harvest rice, I run like an anchor. As long as the camera can’t see me, the rice will fall down on its own. 】

[When will the anchor not only have me in his heart, but also put him in my eyes]

[He wouldn’t just expect his phone to be pointed at the rice fields all morning, would he? 】

[If you really let me see the rice fields, I can put this rice on the shelves]

[In front of you, I think you’re thinking shit]

[Just look at how big this rice field is. Is the rice produced enough for you to eat? I probably won’t sell it.]

[The anchor’s kind of rice looks a bit ordinary, why don’t you plant Wuchang]

[Good guy, not all places can grow good Wuchang]

[The better the rice tastes, the less productive it is. People probably eat it by themselves, and they are not yet able to pick out the taste.]


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