The house is ancient, and was taken home by a rough man and spoiled

Chapter 163 Making the Flail

"Auntie, please don't say that. My wife is shy."

A few people laughed again, and an old man was happy:

"Isn't it right to pamper your wife? It's not shameful. Pampering your wife will bring prosperity to the family."

A group of people were working and chatting at the same time, and the scene was extremely lively.

Su Wanwan no longer cared about what others said. She just felt as if there was a warm sun in her heart. Looking at this scene, she really wanted to take a photo to record this moment.

Some of these people do have some ulterior motives, but they are a minority. If it were any other village, she would have been drowned in spit just because she didn't work.

"What Uncle Liu said is right. A spoiled daughter-in-law brings prosperity to the family. I am happy to spoil my own daughter-in-law. It is none of other people's business. I didn't ask you to work for me."

Shen Yuan's words were echoed by many people.

Su Wanwan began to think about it and her consciousness had already entered the space.

There was no camera in the space, but there was her own mobile phone, which was always fully charged when placed there.

I secretly took it out, covered it with my sleeve, leaving only the camera part exposed, and took a few quick photos.

This is a real picture of an ancient wheat field. It’s a pity that there is no signal and I can’t post it on WeChat Moments.

After taking the photos, Su Wanwan returned immediately. She had to see if there were any tools for threshing. If she hurried, she should still have time to make one.

When I went back this time, I found that threshing was indeed a huge project, and it basically relied on stone mills. The later wooden threshers didn't seem to work very well either.

Moreover, the workmanship is complicated, at least it cannot be made now.

For a long time in history, people relied on beating with wooden sticks, just like here.

There is also a stone mill in the village, but only the village chief's family has a cow. Oh, now they also have a cow, but there is only one stone mill.

So, we still have to rely on beating with a wooden stick.

Su Wanwan thought about the wooden sticks she saw today, which were simple wooden sticks. There was something called a flail in the book. A group of wooden sticks or bamboos were tied together to make a flail, and then the flail and the handle were connected together with a connecting shaft. The connecting shaft could be made of wood or iron.

Using this tool to hit the wheat ears has a larger force-bearing surface than using a wooden stick, and the threshing is more dispersed, so the efficiency is obviously much higher.

The most important thing is that it is made of wood, except for the connecting parts which are made of wire, but ropes can also be used instead.

It’s simple and easy to make and doesn’t cost much. I’ll ask Uncle Liu to make a lot of them in one afternoon.

Su Wanwan immediately drew a picture and ran to find Uncle Liu.

As it was about wheat harvest, Su Wanwan's large cupboard was moved back again, and Liu Erxing started to make the flail. Moreover, Shen Yuan's wife said that the more he made, the better, and she would charge copper coins for it.

Liu Erxing originally said that he would not charge any money, but Su Wanwan insisted that he could charge less, but he could not charge nothing.

Although there are a lot of materials on the mountain, they still need manpower to pull them back, and the hard work cannot be in vain.

Su Wanwan was not worried at all that no one would come to buy it. As long as Shen Yuan used the flail first tomorrow, someone would come to buy it.

The scythe was not for sale, but the flail was readily available, easy to use and cheap, so no one was a fool.

Liu Erxing finally set the price at twenty copper coins, and even wanted to give Su Wanwan half of it, but Su Wanwan immediately shook her head.

Twenty copper coins, Uncle Liu only earned enough for the labor.

It’s just the money for ten meat buns, and it can be considered as doing a good deed for the villagers.

Uncle Liu was filled with gratitude. Shen Yuan's wife was selfless. His family had no land, but they had farmed before and knew how to harvest crops. He also knew the benefits of the yoke.

After making such a great contribution, his family made a lot of money. Alas, Shen Yuan's wife is such a good person.

Feng Gang silently began to polish the wooden stick. He was grateful and kept it in mind.

With the materials ready, the two of them worked very quickly, and in a short while, a fresh and hot flail was made. Su Wanwan was very satisfied when she saw it, as it was exactly the same as the picture in the book.

She went straight to the threshing ground. Some people had already started beating the wheat ears with wooden sticks. The headman's cows also started working, pulling the stone mill to crush the wheat ears.

The stone mill is for public use in the village, but the cow belongs to the village chief. Generally, the village chief's family uses it first. After it is used up, anyone who uses the cow again has to give the village chief two copper coins a day.

Two copper coins are not much, but you have to queue up, and the cows work all night without eating or drinking, but you can't produce many ears of wheat in a day and a night, so most people still have to pound them by hand.

The threshing ground and the drying ground were next to each other. Shen Yuan was the first to run over when he saw Su Wanwan bringing a big thing over.

"Wife, didn't I tell you to rest at home? What did you do?"

Shen Yuan was afraid that Su Wanwan would be tired, so he hurriedly took the things in her hand.

This thing is simple, but also quite heavy.

Shen Yuan's eyes lit up, fearing that it might be something his wife had seen in the book she had.

"This is called a flail. It will replace the wooden stick and let's see if it works."

After Su Wanwan explained, Shen Yuan immediately understood.

Last year, he used a flail to thresh the wheat when he harvested it. The flail has a large striking surface, and its structure...

Smart people immediately saw its usefulness.

"You can try it first, but now we have cows at home, so we can just use a stone mill, and we don't have to use so much force."

Su Wanwan was reluctant to let Shen Yuan work any more, but there was only one millstone, and the one at the village chief's was still grinding.

Speaking of queuing, Daliushu Village is quite harmonious. Over the years, no one has had a conflict over queuing issues.

"Well, I thought of bringing our cows here too, so we can take turns pulling the millstone with the headman's cows, so that we can save time at night."

Cows need rest. The headman's cows work during the day, so his family can pull the cows over to pull the millstone tonight.

"So ours only pulls at night? Do we charge copper coins too?"

Shen Yuan, however, smiled while holding the flail: "The head of the village said that he will not charge copper coins this year. He will just be responsible for the hay for the cows. We will do the same as him."

He's a nice person in the village.

Su Wanwan sighed, turned around and saw Xiao Yue'er carrying a bamboo basket and dropping wheat ears, and she couldn't help feeling ashamed.

"Mother, mother, you are here, mother, my brother's front tooth has fallen out!"

When Xiao Yueer saw her, she ran over immediately and couldn't wait to share her brother's embarrassing story with her.

Su Wanwan touched the little guy's head and took off a straw from it.

"Your brother is seven years old now, it's time for him to lose his teeth. Xiao Yue'er will also lose her teeth in due time."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yue'er covered her mouth with her hands.

"I don't want my teeth to fall out. Losing teeth will make me lisp when I talk, and it's ugly."

This little action was both cute and aggrieved, and Su Wanwan couldn't help laughing.

Here, Shen Yuan had already walked to his own wheat ears and started swinging the flail.

When the cangue hit the wheat ears, the grains could almost be seen flying out with the naked eye.

With just a few hits, the wheat ears on the ground were broken into pieces.

"This is easy to use. I don't need a stone mill. I think I can finish it quickly."

Shen Yuan was so surprised that he couldn't stop pounding.

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