MTL - Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old-Chapter 14 She didn't expect him to be rich

   Chapter 14 She really didn't expect him to be rich

  Jiang Yue saw Xue Yan's headache in her eyes, but didn't say anything about it, she just went straight to the topic and asked calmly, "What are your plans in the future?"

   "Huh?" Xue Yan was having a headache and couldn't understand for a while.

   "You suddenly stopped reading."

   She only said that, and he understood.

   He didn't intend to hide it, and nodded: "There is a plan."

He now wants to be an ordinary farmer, but if he grows crops alone, he will still have a very hard life. He can't ignore this issue. Naturally, he has other plans to make life easier for the family, but not too eye-catching. .

   "You come with me," he said again.

   Jiang Yue nodded, got off the bench, and walked out with Xue Yan.

   Go to the house where he lives now, that is, the former kitchen.

  Yu Hongyan was sitting under the shed picking beans, and when she saw that they had moved from the main room to another room, she was just two children playing and didn't feel relieved.

   In the house where Xue Yan lives now, the stove is still there, but there is a wide wooden board on it, and several boxes are placed on the wooden board.

  In the box, of course, are the clothes of the people who live in this house.

  The place where the rice jar was originally placed, next to the wall, was built with a kang, and it was okay to squeeze four people on it.

The desk that    brought in was placed beside the kang.

   In the book, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are still there, and the books that were originally on the bookshelf were also placed in the upper left corner of the desk.

  There are no stools in this house, but there is a small stool at the entrance of the house, Xue Yan moved in, and then placed it beside the desk.

  Jiang Yue understood, standing on the small bench, he could see the situation on the desk more clearly.

  Xue Yan sat on the edge of the kang, took out several sheets of paper with drawings from under the stack of yellowed papers on the desk, spread them out one by one, and then pushed them all in front of Jiang Yue.

He added: "I want to build a water husking threshing workshop on the side of the mountain, with the help of the water there, and while growing crops, I can rely on this workshop to make some money for husking the rice. I once read a book about it. Planting a waterwheel means using water, and I think that Gulong can also use water. This is the structure diagram of the water hull I drew, which is mainly to combine the grain hull with water. You can see that it should be possible.”

The   gu hulling is a tool used by farmers here to dehull the rice into milled rice. It is usually woven with wicker or bamboo strips into a bottom circle, filled with clay in the middle, and driven into hardwood teeth, and the upper and lower circles are stacked on top of each other.

   But to turn the rice hulls by manpower or animal power, and husking the rice, actually can't shed much in a day.

   But if the water power is used, the rice hull can be rotated day and night, and the efficiency will be much higher.

   Jiang Yue was quite surprised.

   I didn't expect Xue Yan to be so smart. Just by passing the waterwheel, he could think that Gulong could also use water to thresh the grain. Will also result in such a good picture.

Every part of the    water loom is drawn in great detail.

   is indeed very feasible.

   She remembered that at the end of the world, there were records of modern times, saying that a grain husk was once discovered in Jinci Town, Taiyuan. The diameter of the upper circle was 80 cm, the height of 70 cm, and the height of the lower circle was 38 cm.

   Looking at the size that Xue Yan drew on the paper, it should be larger, and it should be able to thresh at least 3,000 pounds.

   "It can be done." Jiang Yue nodded, "But if you want to do it, you need some money, but do you have money?"

   This is to build a small workshop, at least one of the houses must be built to keep out the wind and rain, and it can’t be open air, right? It's impossible without spending money.

"Have."

   Hearing this, Jiang Yue was surprised. This person is so stable, and in her eyes, he is not a seven-year-old child at all, but to be honest, this family is so poor, she really did not expect him to be rich.

   PS: Babies, the original title of this book was "My Wife is Farming Again", but after consultation with the editor, it was renamed "Farming Shanlihan: Jiaojiao Three and a Half Years Old", please pay attention~

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   (end of this chapter)