Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

Little Stone took a good head, and several children scrambled to express their views.

After the stone is Xiao An'an:

"Well, I also donate, I still have a lot of toys, donate them all!"

Chi Xinxin also scrambled to say:

"The village chief, Xinxin also donated."

As for the two youngest, Xiao Ningning and Xiao Yu'er, although some of them don't understand very well, but the brother and sister said to donate, then donate!

"The village chief, Yu'er also donates!"

"Hmm, Ningning wants to donate too!"

The village head was so touched by a few children that he almost couldn't hold back his tears. Fortunately, he finally held back. Otherwise, crying in front of a few small carrot heads would be really embarrassing:

"Good, good, good kids.

Let's go, the village chief will take you over. "

A group of small carrot heads obediently followed Yang Yu, and finally reached a stone mill not far away.

This is the first time for the children to see this kind of old-fashioned agricultural tools that are basically invisible in big cities.

Curiously went around several times.

"The village chief, what is this?" Little Stone asked.

Yang Yu pointed to the stone mill:

"This, it's called a stone mill. It first appeared in the Warring States Period, from 475 BC to 221 BC, which is about 2500 years ago."

2500 years?

How many children did not know how to count.

After all, the eldest child present has just passed his fifth birthday, not yet six years old.

"The kids are optimistic. Then we will put these rice into this hole. The glutinous rice will move and fall into the middle of the two layers, move outward along the texture, and be ground when rolling across the two layers to form a powder. As for us, we only need to operate that lever."

There are staff members doing demonstrations, and the children can watch them carefully.

After a few laps of the stone mill, the staff stopped and Yang Yu asked again:

"Kids, do you understand?"

"understood."

"It's not difficult."

"Simple!"

Puff~

Listening to the children's self-confidence, the village head and the surrounding staff couldn't help laughing.

Really innocent children, after you do it yourself, you will know whether it is difficult, not easy.

"Who wants to try first?"

"Village Chief, I, I, I."

All the children rushed to raise their hands.

"Well, let's press the biggest one, little stone, come here."

The excited little stone hurried forward, and the staff stepped forward and taught how to do it:

"do you understand?"

"Understand, then I'll start."

"Row."

The little stone first poured some glutinous rice into the hole, and then started pushing as the staff said.

But I can't push it anyway.

In the end, people are small and lack strength.

Yang Yu said again to the children:

"An'an, you go and help the stone."

"Okay."

With An An's help, the two children moved their poles slightly.

The stone mill made a sizzling sound, and after a while, a powdery thing really fell out.

"The village chief, isn't that?" Little Stone became even more excited.

Yang Yu nodded:

"Yes, that's right, just to grind out this kind of powder. The two kids are great. Next, I will leave it to you."

There is about five kilograms of glutinous rice in the next basin. It will take some time to grind all of it into powder, let alone the children.

The staff put gloves on each child, and the little ones are very strange.

For the five children, originally planned to be a group of Stone and An'an, and the other three in a small group.