Chapter 145 Our era is in the distant future

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Boom, boom!

Yuan Liang and Yuan Zai are working on a treadmill. This thing is not difficult. It is a basic tool for liberating productivity in rural areas. With this, not only can efficiency be improved, but at the same time, a few more people can be spared.

Before this thing was used, pounding rice was a very painful thing. In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this was even regarded as one of the punishments for women. It would cause excessive strain on the body.

Southerners like "rice and fish soup". White rice paired with delicious, thick fish soup makes life full of flavor.

Rice is the main crop in the south. Of course, there are many dry rice fields in the north, but the north is still dominated by millet and wheat. Wheat in the north is also known as the "Golden King" and "Manggu".

Of course, there is also lamb soup, which is as delicious as fish soup...

Yuzai licked her lips.

Lamb, who was in a daze on the field ridge, suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

Speaking of which, the process of stepping on a millstone is much simpler than a stone mill. The reason why Yuan Zai needs a stone mill is that in addition to letting the lambs...oh no, let the stone cows pull the millstones to help grind the grain, it can also be squeezed. Soy milk....

Yes, soybeans (beans) are ripe!

Thanks to Tierya’s soybeans and of course Jinghua’s baby greens, this autumn will be a wonderful one that is unforgettable!

Oily and tender baby greens, warm soy milk, white rice, beautiful leeks and taro. The fish meal caught in the swamp, plus the fat of various beasts refined by the tribe before, as well as the cured meat of the old turtle, and dried in the salt field, have accumulated a lot of salt.

There is meat, vegetables, rice and soy milk.

To be honest, even the scholar-bureaucrats during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods could not have eaten so well during the autumn harvest!

At that time, especially in the Spring and Autumn Period, a country could even be destroyed just because a basin of sheep soup was not given.

The king of Zhongshan held a banquet. Because the doctor Sima Ziqi was not given the mutton soup, he went to Chu to defect to Chu. Following the attack of Chu, Zhongshan was destroyed, and the king of Zhongshan fled directly.

There is also the Song Dynasty official Hua Yuan who led his army to attack Zheng. The night before, he killed a sheep to reward the sergeant. As a result, his own coachman did not eat the stewed mutton and could only drink cold water. As a result, the next day, the coachman drove Hua Yuan's horse directly. The carriage, carrying the Song Dynasty official Hua Yuan, who was the Song Dynasty's chief general, rushed straight to the center of Zheng's army to deliver their heads...

Not being able to eat a bowl of rice, especially something like mutton soup and fish soup, is a really serious matter. This is no joke.

A wonderful new life is coming!

The old patriarch has already taken people to prepare for the plowing. At this time, we only need to wait a few more days before it is time to harvest the rice. Before that, the soybeans, leeks, and green vegetables have all been harvested!

Plowing in the spring and working in the summer, harvesting in the autumn and storing in the winter, all four are in good time.

Yu Zai suddenly thought of Thousand Character Essay.

"Yes, this year's sacrifices will be held in thousand-character script..."

Yu Zai felt that this was very appropriate for the occasion, but the part about the abdication of power, Yu Tao and Tang, the condemnation of the people, Zhou Fa and Yin Tang, including the following ones, can be deleted. These are all things that have not happened yet. Woolen cloth!

Ruzai really didn't want to write the sacrificial article, so when the time came, she would just say that it was written by a friend of hers and given to her.

Writing this kind of sacrificial article is as annoying as writing those ideological reports when I was in the Geological Bureau. Every month's monthly summary, I think... There is no problem with my thinking, I think innocently, comrade!

But the comrade said that thinking about innocence returns to thinking about innocence, and the ideological report still needs to be written.

After Yu Zai and Yu Liang finished this thing, they hurried to the farmland. At this time, the farmland looked extremely busy. It was hard to describe the huge crowds of people. Even the people from the hunting team were watching and forgot to go out. .

The empty rumble of the cart and the rising yellow dust were combined without any gaps.

The sun's rays are still dazzling, but no longer hot, but very gentle and comfortable.

Autumn is the day of harvest, and the grains are ripe. In the south and the north, the wheat is dressed in golden awns, and the rice lowers its tall head.

The sky in autumn is very high, as if there is a giant holding it; the sky in autumn is very blue, as if the water of the sea is reflected into the sky.

In autumn, the earth begins to turn golden.

Everyone saw Douzi, Douzi running around in the field, and at this time, Douzi started shouting.

But it wasn't the familiar "humming" sound.

"Dangkang!"

Be safe, be safe!

According to legend, when Kang Hui dances, sings, and shouts his name in the fertile fields during the harvest years, if anyone sees this scene, it means that this year must be the most prosperous year in the world. !

"The dolphin called his name!"

Yuyu was so surprised that she quickly called her friends, and everyone came over and saw Douzi in the soybean field, jumping towards the grains that had taken off their leaves, swollen pods, and had completely turned yellow. A fat and comical dance.

But Lamb was on the ridge of the field, watching this scene with his eyes wide open, his ears erect, and his tail straight. He even forgot to chew the grass, and the grass fell out of his mouth.

Gouzi was wagging his tail. At this time, he was mixed with Tieniu and Xiao Dengshe. His barking and moaning sounds seemed to be accompaniment to the little fat pig. Although to be honest, it was hard to hear, but in the clan People sounded like it was simply the most beautiful sound in the world!

This is a harvest song!

"Every year, the flowers are the same! Every year, the people are different!"

As Dangkang swayed, the rice in the rice fields not far away seemed to start to sway slightly at this time.

The tribesmen raised their heads.

Finally, the hot wind and the refreshing wind began to merge.

What Xia left to the clan members was an unforgettable past, and their new friend, the fertile autumn, has already embraced everyone.

The sky is high and the clouds are light!

The frogs return to the pond, and the bees return to their nests.

Water, soil, and moisture condense into dew. Autumn is gold, and gold is white. White is the color of dew, and the air begins to get cold!

Today the dew is white, the swans are coming, and the black birds are returning!

The tribesmen suddenly fell silent, the bustling sounds disappeared, and Yufu and them suddenly shed tears.

This is the first year of their migration south. God has treated the Akagata family well. They survived and lived better. The first year was a prosperous year, and the days to come will get better and better.

This is the work of witches.

They hope that the sky will always be blue, the earth will always be golden, and the witch will always be able to watch them.

And the brothers and ancestors who have passed away will also watch their descendants quietly and lovingly in their new ancestral land, in the distant Eternal Heaven.

There is Han in Weitian, and there is light in Jian!

You can’t chase yesterday, but you can still do it tomorrow!

Danzhu, Chisongzi, Dayi, and Uncle Xi saw all this on the field ridges in the distance. By this time, he had seen enough novel and incredible things.

Guzi tried his best to fly up from Dayi's head and glide towards the rice fields.

The scenery of fertility and joy seems to be different from that of the Central Plains.

Yu Zai and Yu Liang also came to the edge of the cultivated land. Looking at the heavy grains, Yu Zai's face also burst into smiles.

One day and one night, when the light of the second day shines on the sundial.

The rice grains completed their final transformation overnight. They lowered their heads, and the golden ears of grain were filled with heavy hope!

In Yu Zai's pocket, the black stone belonging to the tribe, the stone that extinguished the fire, suddenly flickered.

As for the dead tree species placed in the medicine shed under the care of Yan Tu, at this time, the box was knocked to the ground.

Yu Tu was trembling all over as she looked at everything in front of her. Yu Shu also saw it and was stunned and speechless.

Shan Bo picked up the wooden box and presented it to them.

The dead tree species, on this old and decayed wood, new, tender green shoots appeared!