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When the villagers queuing up behind saw it, they all praised the good rice.
"It's really strange. Is it possible that the rice grown by people who have read books is better? I have been farming for decades and I have never seen such good rice!"
"What do you know? It was said on the news network. Nowadays, scientific cultivation is popular. We illiterate people should just forget about it. We can't understand those things"
¡°The rice looks like little pearls, I¡¯m not even willing to eat it.¡±
Listening to the compliments from these uncles and aunts, He Fan could only stand there awkwardly, like a piece of wood. I didn¡¯t know how to answer the question, so I could only help Third Uncle pour his own rice into the machine.
I have to say that mechanization is powerful. Even Uncle San¡¯s ancient rice mill can grind a sack of rice in just a few minutes.
He also used the original sack to put the crushed rice into it, said hello to all the uncles and aunts, and then carried the sack back.
After returning home, Lin Guo immediately came up to him impatiently and urged:
"Hurry up, hurry up, I want to eat rice."
He Fan put the sack down angrily and opened it:
"How can you eat this? You even eat the rice bran? You have to use a blower to separate the rice from the rice bran."
Hearing the novel word Gufeng Dou, Lin Guo became interested again and followed He Fan to help.
The blower bucket of your own has been scrubbed and can be used directly.
The blower was much easier to control. He Fan directly directed Lin Guo to shake the fan.
Lin Guo was also very interested. He held the handle and started to shake it. The wooden fan of the blower immediately started to rotate squeaking, and there was a flickering sound of wind.
He Fan directly lifted the bag of rice, and the mixed rice and rice bran slowly poured down from the funnel above.
The basket was placed in advance to catch the rice flowing out of the blast hopper. Because of its light weight, the rice bran was blown out from the exit on the left by the wind from the blast hopper fan.
The design of the blower is also very clever, and the rice bran outlet is also equipped with a receiving device.
Although this rice bran is not as good as rice, it is still good. It is most suitable for feeding chickens, ducks and other poultry at home. In the past years of war and famine, it could even temporarily satisfy hunger. Therefore, this rice bran is generally not thrown away in rural areas.
¡°Woof woof~~ woof woof woof~~ woof woof woof~~~ woof woof woof woof~~~¡±
While He Fan and Lin Guo were busy working, the barking of that dog named Dahuang came from outside the yard.
Listening to the proud rhythm of the calls 2, 3, and 4, He Fan knew that he had gained something.
Sure enough, when I turned around, I saw Rhubarb coming in from the courtyard door, holding two wild pheasants and a bunch of red fruits in his mouth.
Lin Guo immediately praised:
"Oh, Dahuang, you are really getting smarter and smarter. When you go out to catch some game, you even know how to bring me some fruit to try."
The red fruit looks very good, a bit like a persimmon.
Lin Guo stepped forward and wanted to snatch the bunch of wild fruits from Dahuang's mouth, but without thinking, Dahuang arrogantly turned his head and dodged it.
Lin Guo was dumbfounded for a moment, and then continued to seduce: "My dear, Dahuang, I am your master's good friend! And I am also a guest. Guest, do you understand? It's delicious, so of course you have to entertain the guests first. You're not being kind."
Dahuang gave Lin Guo a leering look, as if to say: I congratulate Dahuang on my life, why do I ever need to explain to you?
Then, wagging his tail, he came up to He Fan and acted like a good boy!
This wild fruit is also for the little master, no one else can eat it!
He Fan smiled and patted the big yellow dog's head, and took the wild fruit from the big yellow's mouth. Lin Guo angrily stepped forward and snatched the bunch of wild fruits.
"Whether you saw it, stupid dog, it will still be in my hands in the end."
Dahuang turned his head and ignored him.
After the last big-headed goose egg incident, Lin Guo learned a lesson and asked He Fan: "What kind of fruit is this? Is it poisonous? Can it be eaten?"
He Fan was noncommittal:
"This is a mountain persimmon. I often ate it when I was a child. It's delicious"
Lin Guo smiled brightly at this time, not caring at all that this was rhubarb that had been picked up by a dog in his mouth. He picked off a mountain persimmon, rubbed it on his body, and then put it in his mouth.
However, just like the big-headed goose egg last time, he immediately vomited it out again, and kept vomiting.saliva:
"Brother, aren't you trying to fool people? Why are these persimmons so numb?"
He Fan suppressed a smile:
"Who told you to stuff it into your mouth before I finished speaking? It's true that it's a persimmon, but it's not ripe yet!"
After hearing this, Lin Guo looked unhappy, and immediately planned to throw away the persimmon in his hand, and kept spitting in his mouth.
Grandma is such a bear, her mouth is almost numb from the persimmon!
He Fan quickly stopped him: "Don't throw them away. These persimmons are just not ripe yet. When they are ripe, they will still taste good."
"Brother, are you kidding? Do you have any common sense? These persimmons have been picked. If they are not ripe, they are not ripe. They are not hanging on the tree, and they are waiting for them to mature."
Lin Guo finally seized this opportunity and began to ridicule He Fan for his lack of common sense in life.
Unexpectedly, He Fan looked at him with contempt, walked over and snatched the bunch of unripe persimmons:
¡°Little comrade, there are still many things you don¡¯t understand!¡±
After saying that, he carried the bunch of immature persimmons and walked to the wind blower.
He buried the persimmons in the pile of freshly baked rice bran, then clapped his hands and ignored them, leaving Lin Guo with a confused look on his face.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
¡°What kind of operation is it to accelerate ripening?¡±
"Throwing it in a pile of rice bran will speed up the ripeningare you kidding me?"
Lin Guo still had some disbelief on his face, He Fan said firmly:
¡°I¡¯ll keep it until it¡¯s cooked tomorrow morning!¡±
In fact, burying mountain persimmons in rice bran can speed up ripening. People in rural areas basically know that. Country children who have never gone to the mountains to pick mountain persimmons when they were young will be like Linguo, and their mouths will be numb from the astringency. Later, when their parents tell them, Under my guidance, I buried the mountain persimmons in the rice bran at home. They would be ripe early the next morning and taste delicious.
He Fan didn¡¯t know what this was going on when he was a child, and he finally understood the principle later.
It¡¯s not that rice bran has any miraculous ripening effect. That¡¯s because after these fruits are picked from the tree, they are still living tissues, but the nutrients and moisture they contain will not increase as they did on the tree. The fruits themselves will produce A gas called ethylene has a ripening effect.
Burying in rice bran is mainly to maintain temperature. Secondly, it is to keep ethylene from volatilizing, so the fruit will naturally mature.
After burying the persimmons, He Fan stopped caring. He turned around and packed the sorted rice in baskets and poured it into a new rice vat specially equipped by his family.
The rice watered by this spiritual rain is different, each grain is crystal clear, and the quality is much better than the fake rice that has been polished by machines on the market!
"This is spiritual rice!"
The fragrance lingering in the rice vat made He Fan very happy. He couldn't wait to taste how different the rice cooked by the spirit rice would be.
I quickly took some new rice and washed it with well water, and it was very clean.
Directly add water and put the pot on the earthen stove!
The rice water is very fragrant. When it is brought to the chicken coop, the chickens and ducks are fighting for it. It seems that some spiritual energy is left in it.
Next, we will start cooking hard dishes such as rice fish, rice shrimp, etc., as well as game! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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