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"Anyway, I have tried my best and I have no regrets. With this thought, He Fan fell asleep peacefully.
The next day, He Fan got up early. He couldn't help it. His father had assigned him a task, so he had to hurry up and continue to show off these precious rapeseed festivals!
When He Fan got up, the sky in the east was still white, but when the family of three spread all the rapeseeds on the plastic sheet, the sun also rose.
Because the yard space was occupied by the rapeseed festival, the whole family had breakfast in the kitchen.
After breakfast, He Fan became the left-behind child in the yard again, sitting alone in the yard, watching the rapeseed festival.
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In the afternoon, I had to take out the flail from the utility room without stopping!
The flail is a commonly used tool in the countryside, specially used to hit rapeseed.
It consists of a long handle and a set of flat bamboo or wooden strips. It is used to beat crops such as grains, rapeseed, sesame, and beans to let the grains fall out.
Like the rapeseed festivals in He Fan¡¯s yard, even after being exposed to the sun for nearly a whole day, many rapeseed festivals have exploded and the rapeseeds inside have rolled out.
But there are still a small number of rapeseed knots that have not exploded, or there are still some rapeseeds left in the popped rapeseed knots. At this time, this flail is needed!
Father He is an expert at using flails.
Holding the long handle of the flail, using force on the wrist and using inertia, the row of wooden bars connected to the top of the flail rotates back and forth and slaps on the rapeseed knots on the plastic sheet.
¡°Bah bang bang!¡±
With each slap, the wooden strips on the flail and the sun-dried rapeseed knots will collide with each other and make a snapping sound. At the same time, many rapeseeds will explode from the rapeseed knots.
He Fan also took up a flail.
Only he could only use brute force, and the bearing connecting the top of the flail to a row of wooden bars was as if it was rusted to death and could not turn at all.
"You're a pig-brained idiot, you can't even use farm tools!"
Dad stared at He Fan holding a flail and taunted his son mercilessly as if he was punching him hard!
He Fan also looked embarrassed.
I really don¡¯t know how to use this thing.
After all, when harvesting rapeseed every year, I was studying in school, so I really didn¡¯t have the opportunity to come into contact with this thing!
?????????????????????????????????? But he was brave after knowing his shame. He carefully observed his father¡¯s movements and soon figured out the key. After a while, he was swinging the flail with a crackling sound!
The father and son flailed down one by one, and the rapeseed below was shot so high that it jumped so high, it was very gratifying!
In addition to He Fan¡¯s yard, the sound of flails can be heard from the yards of many houses in Qinghe Village.
After all, the weather has been good these days, and the wild rapeseed in the mountains has matured again. Many people have chosen these days to harvest wild rapeseed oil!
Fortunately, there is a lot of wild rapeseed on the nearby hills, which grows every year, enough for the people of Qinghe Village.
This is a gift from nature.
¡°Otherwise, every household would be allocated a piece of land to grow rapeseed, and the staple grain produced every year would be much less.
After beating the rapeseed knot in the yard with the flail several times, the two stopped.
He Fan knelt down and picked up a burst rapeseed section. He opened it and saw that all the rapeseeds inside were clean. Only then was he satisfied. There was no need to beat it yet.
Then, he followed his father to pile these rapeseed knots aside, sweep the fallen rapeseed together with a bamboo broom, and put them in sacks.
These rapeseeds are black and oily, and each grain is several times smaller than a grain of rice. But the advantage is that each one is bright and full of luster. At first glance, it is a good product that can produce oil!
After all the rapeseeds were packed in sacks, He Weihai picked up his flail and started beating the rapeseed knots piled together again!
Then I moved the rapeseed section away, and a small pile of rapeseed appeared on the ground below.
These are all fish that have slipped through the net.
Some of them are stuck in the rapeseed knots, and some are stuck when they were just moved. These cannot be wasted.
After repeating this process several times and obtaining a small pile of rapeseeds, He Weihai swept the rapeseed poles together and placed them on the pile of firewood in the kitchen.
These cannot be wasted. They have been exposed to the sun for the past two days and all the water inside has evaporated. It can be ignited with a little fire. It is tenNice fire starter!
Usually, if you want to start a fire in a farmhouse¡¯s earthen stove, you need to use kindling materials to start the fire. Therefore, rapeseed stalks from rapeseed festivals or rice stalks after harvesting rice will be left behind in rural areas!
He Weihai pushed out the blower at home. There were still many rapeseeds or debris mixed in the newly harvested rapeseed, which had to be blown away with the blower first.
He Fan naturally acted as the coolie on the rocker and shook it hard.
The wooden fan blades built into the blower rotated rapidly, and Dad also used a dustpan to shovel a dustpan of rapeseed and poured it down from the funnel above.
Rapeseeds are heavy and naturally roll out from the lower outlet. Those debris are too light and are blown away by the wind created by the blower!
After a while, all the rapeseeds were simply cleaned.
"But we can't sit idle now. The rapeseed we just harvested has to be sent to be pressed for oil. Otherwise, it will be dampened by dew after one night and will have to be exposed to the sun for another day."
There are two types of rapeseed oil, the ancient method and the modern method. The ancient method of oil extraction is purely manual grinding, which is very good, but it is too troublesome, and no one in Qinghe Village knows anything about the ancient method of oil extraction.
As for modern oil extraction, use an oil press, which is simple and straightforward.
In the entire Qinghe Village, only the third uncle who runs a canteen has an oil press at his house. Every year, the whole village goes to his house to squeeze oil!
"The third uncle can be said to be a powerful person in the village. He also runs a canteen, owns a rice mill and an oil press. It can be said that he was the most indispensable person in Qinghe Village before.
Of course, the position in the village is now replaced by He Fan.
"Hey!"
With a soft drink, He Fan carried a sack of rapeseed on his back, walked out of the courtyard and walked towards the village canteen.
As for mom and dad, they followed behind with two transparent plastic buckets.
Before I even reached the entrance of the canteen, I heard the sound of the oil press running, and the fragrance of rapeseed oil in the air that kept coming to my nose!
There were already many villagers waiting in line to squeeze oil. When they saw He Fan and his family coming, they all enthusiastically gave up their seats.
¡°Brother and sister-in-law are here, and so is Fanzi!¡±
Uncle He, who was busy operating the machine, also greeted him warmly.
He Weihai and his wife responded with a smile. As for He Fan, a junior, he just nodded and was done.
¡° In this kind of scene where the elders are doing household chores, he can only pretend to be a tool, and he can¡¯t get in the middle of the conversation anyway.
"Come on, Fanzi, you go ahead of me and help your family squeeze out the oil first!"
There are friendly greetings from the villagers.
"No, no, no, it will be your turn soon."
He Fan quickly waved his hand, seeing that his parents were busy doing household chores, so he simply sat aside and took out his mobile phone to make random calls.
¡°But the oil press is very efficient, and it¡¯s our turn soon.
Uncle He took a sack of rapeseed from He Fan and poured it into the top funnel of the oil press.
This is the first step to remove debris. Previously, using an air blower at home could only be used for preliminary cleaning. Some small debris was mixed in the rapeseed, which was still difficult to clean.
But with today¡¯s machines, this is trivial.
While the machine was running, He Fan teased his third uncle:
"Uncle, you can make a lot of money now. Every household has to press oil. You don't have to worry about the rapeseed oil for a year!"
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But at this time, when Sanshu He heard what He Fan said, he smiled and said:
"Shigeko, you kid is just humiliating your third uncle. Now that the breeding farm has been established, our village even has a factory, and every household receives dividends. Do you, your third uncle, and I still need to collect all this rapeseed oil? I get all this for free. Just think of it as exercise!¡±
After hearing this, He Fan immediately gave his third uncle a thumbs up.
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