"Mom, let's buy a cow." Chen Chang looked at Chen Wu and said seriously during lunch.

Chen Wu looked at Chen Yue in a daze, without saying a word.

It felt that the air solidified in an instant. Chen Miao looked up at his elder brother, then looked at his mother again, then lowered his head and stared at the food in the bowl, motionless.

With a bang, Chen Wu's bowl fell off and the cushion was on, but fortunately there was no food or food.

Everyone came to life after this sound.

Chen Wushi smiled wryly and said, "Do you know how much a cow is? At least 5,000 yuan, and we can't make up enough for our current grain and stocked linen."

5,000 yuan, so expensive.

Chen Yue calculated that his family did not eat or drink for two years, and did not pay any taxes, and used all the food for money, which was not worth a cow.

After a morning of observation, Chen Yue discovered the reasons for the inefficiency of cultivated land, one is the ox and the other is the plowshare.

If a cow has no nostrils, it is definitely not easy to control. The plowshare is too blunt, so it is definitely not good to plow.

"Then forget it." Chen Yue thought about it and asked again, "Is it okay to make a plowshare in our house? That one is too old now, and it looks like it is going to be broken at any time."

Chen Yue wanted to settle for the second best.

"Plack iron, 100 yuan per pound."

"So expensive?" Chen Yue thought about the plowshares in his previous life, at least twenty kilograms. After counting, it was 2,000 yuan. The harvest of a year was so much, so he had to say brilliantly, "Then forget it."

Chen Wu thought for a while and said, "I heard from your uncle that the iron is a smelting iron that requires craftsmen to hit one by one, and then they can only make one."

When steelmaking is made, the hardness is guaranteed under the current conditions. It is estimated that only manual tempering and squeeze out the dregs inside.

I originally wanted to buy a second-handed iron pot, but I found that I couldn't cook because there was not much oil at home. There was no pig farming, no lard, only soybean oil, and it was also used to light the lamp. However, Chen Yue realized in the past two days that the whole family went to bed when it was dark and had never used an oil lamp. The oil was only more than one pound, which was only enough to barely mix until the next season to collect beans to squeeze oil.

I was discouraged by three thoughts, two of them were rejected by others, and one of them was discouraged by myself.

"Mom, I want to eat steamed buns." Chen Miao didn't know what he was thinking, but suddenly wanted to eat noodles.

Chen Wu probably thought of his eldest son's idea, so he changed it to a bun to compensate everyone, so he said to his younger son: "You go pound wheat after dinner. If it's not enough, I will continue to pound it after coming back in the evening and I can eat it tomorrow."

Chen Yue knew that pounding rice means putting the grain into a stone mortar to peel the shell. When pounding wheat, it is estimated that pounding the wood into stone, and then pounding the wheat into powder.

"It's so tiring to pound wheat." Chen Yue said incomprehensiblely, "Why don't you use a stone mill, it saves much more effort."

"The donkey in the clan died last year and the cattle are plowing the land again."

"Teach people to push."

“No one can push.”

"Then it's a little smaller, so that people can push it."

"It's small, and it can't be crushed."

Chen Yue put down the bowls and chopsticks, thought for a while and said, "Mom, I want to sell a stone mill, not that big."

He gestured casually, about half a meter in diameter.

"Okay, I'll take you to Huowang's house later." Chen Wushi looked at her eldest son's firm gaze and was not easy to object.

After lunch, Chen Wu took his eldest son to Chen Huowang's house, leaving behind his younger son who was eagerly looking forward to traveling with him to wash the pots and dishes at home.

Chen Huowang, who was in his forties, was the only stonemason in the clan. However, he had a low generation and was only of the same generation as Chen Yue. When he saw Chen Wu, he had to bow his head and call him aunt.

Huo Wang took the two of them and chose the stones, and agreed to a price of 35 yuan. Before everyone could go to work, he took five people and carried three stones to Chen Yue's house.

In Huowang's words, it was built at Chen Yue's house. After the machine is finished, it can be installed immediately to avoid the machine being broken on the way to lift it, which would be labor-consuming and time-consuming.

In Huo Wang's puzzled eyes, Chen Yue explained Shimo's request and saw Huo Wang nodding, he took the borrowed machete and went up the mountain to find a tree.

It is very strange for Chen Yue to find a tree. One end must have a curvature of nearly 90 degrees, and the other part must be more than three meters long. If it cannot be found, Chen Yue can only turn it into a curve manually, but it will be time-consuming and laborious.

Chen Yue was lucky. As soon as he arrived on the mountain, he found a cypress tree lying on the ground, which seemed to meet his requirements. After cutting it off, the branches were removed. The tree was so wet that Chen Zhao found that he could not pull it, so he had to cut down another smaller one. After taking it home, he took Chen Miao with him.

Chen Miao peeled the bark, so it was smooth and easy to pull, and handed over the branches to Chen Miao and took them home as firewood.

"Brother, what are you doing when cutting down a tree?"

“Pushing the mill.”

"Don't the mill be pulled with a cow?"

"I don't need it, my mother can push it, and I can push it even if I'm a little older."

"oh."

After returning home, Chen Yue slowly dried the surface of the cypress trees with fire, completely drying, and had to wait for a while.

The villagers left, and Chen Wu went to the field to work.

Huo Wang and his eldest son were striking stones, Chen Yue was cutting putters aggressively, Chen Miao was watching his brother make putters, and he also helped to hit them.

The insertion rod is cylindrical, with a diameter of five centimeters and a length of about fifteen centimeters. Because there were no nails, Chen Yue only cut a card at the tail of the push rod, stuck about one meter of cross-bone inside, and tied it tightly with hemp rope. Not far from the stone mill, Chen Yue cut two bamboos and formed a horizontal bar.

The two of them made stone mills very quickly. After they installed them, they stared at Chen Yue. Huo Wang couldn't figure out how to pull the mills in Chen Yue's family. The millstone was inclined and he could understand the flow of flour, but he couldn't figure out why Chen Yue had to make two millstones, and one was smooth and the other had teeth. Moreover, his family asked the wooden wedge on the stone mill to leak only half a foot away from the outside, and a round hole was made close to the stone wall.

When Chen Yue installed the push rod and adjusted the height of the crossbar, let the fire be strong and try it.

When he helped Huo Wang adjust his standing posture and told him how to exert force, he found that he had pushed the stone mill without much effort.

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Chen Yue grabbed a handful of wheat grains from home and tried it. The effect was not very good. He had to push it a few more times before it could completely turn into powder. Chen Yue knew that after soaking the wheat, the number of times it would not be pushed.

Chen Yue tried to push it, but it was very laborious. The main reason was that he was not tall enough and the crossbar was not higher than the stone mill, so the force was even greater.

Chen Wu, who came back from work, also pushed him a few times and found that it was very useful, so he kept thanking Huo Wang for his help.

Huo Wang blushed and said, "You're welcome." He quickly accepted the guy and firmly refused Chen Wu's invitation to leave the meal. He ran away without even asking for the wages.

Chen Wushi saw Huo Wang and his father running far away, so he asked Chen Yue to send money to Huo Wang tomorrow.

Chen Yue was not able to express his objection, so he had to agree. However, Chen Yue believed that Huo Wang would definitely not charge money, because it would not take long for the hand-pushed stone mills created by Huo Wang to sprout in their area, like mushrooms after a rain. Of course, he would definitely charge money.

The next day, Chen Yue went to Huo Wang's house to deliver money. Sure enough, he saw Huo Wang with his two sons and grinding stones. After a greeting, Huo Wang did not collect the money. He also hugged Chen Yue's shoulder and said kindly, "Thirteenth brother, come to the house for dinner in a few days. I will ask your eldest nephew to go to the market to get some meat and wine back."

Chen Yue could only agree with a wry smile, because he would not let him leave if he didn't agree.

Before going out, Huo Wang patted his chest and said, "From the future, if you need help from your family, you can call your elder brother. If you can't come, you must ask your nephew to help."

Chen Yue had no choice but to know that ancient people had no understanding of intellectual property rights. Not to mention ancient times, even modern San Ge didn't recognize this very much. It was the era after 2000 when intellectual property protection requirements were very strict. Besides, Chen Yue could not beat stones, even if he could beat stones, he would not be able to make the thing. The stonemason might be able to do it at a glance. He had no choice but to protect it, just take care of the ancients.

After leaving Huo Wang's family, he followed his memory to the clan leader Liu Xiu's family. He wanted to know whether it was the Western Han Dynasty or the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the only one in the clan who could know these was the clan leader. He was not only the clan leader, but also the clan leader.

Chen Yue asked his mother, but she didn't know. From her introduction, she understood that every time it was the first day of the lunar month, the 15th clan leader would go around the clan to tell him that the first day of the lunar month or the fifteenth clan was here. Similarly, when each solar term came, the clan leader would also notify the entire clan in advance or the same day.

"Uncle, I'll borrow a calendar to read it. I slept for two days and didn't know what day it was today." After Chen Yue greeted his uncle and aunt, he sat on the stone pier in the patriarch's yard and asked.

The patriarch's family is different. The yard is still two. Not only do there are dogs in the house, but more than ten chickens were fed. However, they looked like pheasants. Two other people chased Chen Yue and pecked him a few times. However, Chen Yue kicked away with the "twelve-way Tan Legs". This behavior caused the clapping and applause of the two young grandsons of the patriarch's family, but he was slapped by the patriarch.

"Can you understand?" Chen Xiu stopped and stared at Chen Yue in confusion.

Chen Yue was shocked and almost made a common sense mistake again. How could he, a farmer's son, understand the almanac? He thought that he had borrowed novels in the past, and he could understand them as long as he borrowed them.

Chen Yue, who blushed and pretended to be embarrassed, said quibly: "I can't understand it. I just want to see what the calendar looks like, but I haven't seen it before. I heard that there are many paintings on it, so I want to see if I can understand it?"

"Haha." Chen Xiu Kairu cleaned his hoe again, and said without raising his head, "You want to be a painter? It's so whimsical. I've been watching it for decades and can't draw."

After cleaning up the hoe, Chen Xiu signaled him to sit for a while, then went in to get the things.

This old guy didn't let him go to the inner courtyard. He was also a poor man and was still poor. He broke in just now, but he was immediately driven to the outer courtyard.

After a while, Chen Xiu came out with a one-meter-long wooden board. Chen Yue walked up and saw that there were many engravings on the wooden board, both short and even harder and less horizontal.

Chen Xiu put the wooden board on the stone, then held his hand and pinched his fingers there like a Feng Shui master.

Chen Yue was shocked and wrote that this is an almanac? Shouldn’t an almanac be a book? What is a book made of? Paper! But this wooden board doesn’t look like a book no matter how you look at it.
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