Chang’an Peasant Girl
Chapter 212 pounding rice
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"Xianggong, let's build a house on the edge of our mountain. When the time comes, we will develop the surrounding area and plant some flowers and fruit trees. It will be a paradise for me and you." Jing Jing said.
"Well." Xiao Changyi held Jing's hand tightly again.
"Then do we build the house or the furniture first?"
"Pound the rice first, there is not much rice at home."
The pounding (chong, the first sound) of rice is the process of removing the husks from the beaten rice. The husks that are pounded are rice bran, and the remaining rice grains are white rice.
An Jing heard Xiao Changyi's words, and then he remembered that there was indeed not much rice at home, and it was time to pound the rice first.
Last time he bought 50 catties of polished rice, and it has been a month since he ate it, and in order to replenish his stamina during the busy days of farming, so that the two of them have the strength to work, all meals are rice, so the rice is consumed. faster.
However, the tools for pounding rice here are really outdated, completely incomparable with modern rice mills.
The tools for pounding rice here are still stone mortar and pestle. The rice is placed in the stone mortar, and the rice in the stone mortar is smashed with a pestle to break the rice bran.
Kind of like pounding a medicine jar.
It is also time-consuming and laborious, and one person can't smash many meters a day, so it is no wonder that the polished rice is so expensive here.
Her grandfather's village was also backward, but at any rate, the tool used for pounding rice was a stone mill, which was much faster than this stone mortar and a pestle!
However, if you want to grind a stone, you have to find a big hard stone, and you have to grind the stone. She and her husband should not be able to do this work. There seems to be no stonemason in these sixteen towns. For the time being, she didn't want to hit the stone.
By the way, in her grandfather's barn, there was an abandoned rice hull (long, the second sound), which was also used for pounding rice. It was slower than a stone mill, but it clearly saved time and effort than Usuki.
Back then, her grandfather's house didn't have any toys for her to play with, so she took that Gulong apart and played with it. Later, her grandfather found out, because his grandfather had feelings for this Gulong, and this Gulong had been with her grandfather for most of his life, even if it was abandoned But she was still reluctant to throw it away, and put it in the warehouse. Seeing that she had dismantled Gulong, she assembled it again.
And when her grandfather was assembling, she was watching. Of course, it was inevitable to hear her grandfather talk about how hard her great-grandfather's generation was.
It's just that it took some time for Gulong to do it, because she didn't remember very well in some places, so she had to grope. It is estimated that when she had eaten so much rice left in her family, she didn't even figure out Gulong.
Thinking like this, An Jing thought of the treadmill (dui, fourth tone).
The treadmill is made of wood. There is a pit at one end of the long wood at the bottom, into which the grain to be processed is placed, and a hammer is installed at one end of the upper long wooden arm.
This stuff is much easier to do.
Thinking of this, Jing's eyes lit up immediately: "Xianggong, let's be a treadmill. It is too slow and tiring to use a stone mortar to pound rice. The treadmill is stepped on with your feet, which is faster than a stone mortar. The most important thing is It's much easier than a stone mortar. Gulong is faster than stepping on a pound to pound rice, but that's a bit complicated, we can't do it for the time being, and we'll do it when I figure it out. If there's a mason in the town, we can actually be a stone mill. Yes, it can be done with a ox-pulled stone, and we don’t need any effort at all.”
Treading? Gu Long? Stone mill?
Xiao Changyi didn't understand, but from the previous experience, he knew that Quiet would definitely draw a picture to show him what it looked like, so he didn't ask more, but nodded and answered. :"Um."
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