MTL - Shanwa Small Rich Farmers-Chapter 96 Grind the white flour!

The donkey seller is also an old man. He is in his sixties and doesn’t have much to say. During the whole process, he heard no more than five sentences from the old man, and three of them were neutral. The old man is also interesting. I squatted on the ground and counted the money for almost five times, and checked each one carefully against the sky, then carefully put it in my waist, and then squeezed it out on the faces of the three gentlemen. He turned around with a smile and was about to leave.

   "Whose tank is this?" Wen Xu suddenly remembered something, and asked, pointing to the tank at the door.

   "Old Qin, how do you sell your vat?" Lao Gui immediately called back the old man who had walked out.

  The old man turned his head and saw that Wen Xu wanted to buy it, and said directly: "If you want a small tank, it's two hundred for one, and the big one is three hundred and fifty!"

  Wen Xu heard that the price was okay, so he said, "Give me two small vats, I want the one with a lid, and if there are pickles, I want a few too!"

  After hearing this, Lao Qin turned his head and said: "There are seventy-five pickle jars, the waist is this big, and the height is this high." He stretched out his hand and gestured.

   "Give me eight or nine of these!" Wen Xu said.

   "Let's do it this way, I'll send it to your home in two days!" Lao Qin heard that Wen Xu wanted a lot, so he directly proposed the door-to-door service.

  Wen Xu heard that it was exactly what he wanted, otherwise he would have to use a car to transport it back, what a bother, the old man saved a lot of energy by delivering the goods to the village.

   "Give me three more jars of pickles, and we'll make it together!" Wen Xu said.

  Wen Shigui was a little confused when he heard that Wen Xu wanted to buy so many pickle jars: "Why do you want so many pickle jars?"

  Wen Xu explained: "What else can I do? Of course it's for pickles!"

   "Does it take so much?" Lao Gui, who was standing by the side and had been acting dumb, couldn't listen anymore.

   Wen Xu said: "It's not too much, I'm going to pickle a little of each kind, such as salted goose eggs, sugar garlic, sauerkraut, pickled cabbage and so on."

"Yes, I forgot, you kid has a lot of free time!" Wen Shigui waved his hand twice when he heard that Wen Xu was going to pickle so many pickles by himself, indicating that he had heard enough. It is laissez-faire.

  Wen Xu wrote his address on the cigarette paper that Lao Qin handed over, and passed it to Lao Qin. Lao Qin picked up the note and went out without saying a word.

   Just as Wen Xu was about to leave, Lao Gui spoke and began to teach Wen Xu how to train a donkey like Shi Huayan.

Lao Gui said: "This donkey has great strength, but it also has skill in handling it. You can't beat it too much, but you can't stop it. How did the donkey get stubborn? Isn't it because of the donkey's character? Huayan is the best on the donkey, you can only hit it lightly to let it feel your thoughts, but you can't get rid of its stubbornness... ".

  Wen Xu listened to Lao Gui telling him the donkey training scriptures, but unfortunately, he couldn't understand what the old man said at all, so he couldn't stop nodding and laughing.

  Wen Shigui is also an old man, so those who have lived with big animals can understand a little bit, nod constantly, and ask some questions from time to time.

  After Wen Xu and Lao Gui finished handing over, the two brothers led the donkey out of the house. Wen Xu drove the cart, and Wen Shigui drove the donkey.

The shape of the return trip of the two brothers is very attractive. A donkey is walking beside a Continental Patroller, and a car and a donkey are moving forward at a turtle's speed. From time to time, a branch sticks out from the Continental Patroller's car, and it is thrown every now and then. on the donkey's back. I don't know how many passers-by's eyes were obliterated along the way, and it didn't take long to get to the town, but it took the two brothers almost half a day to drive the donkey back to the village.

   "Uncle Xu, Second Uncle, what kind of donkey did you two buy? It's as skinny as a reed stick?"

  Yuan Gang's daughter-in-law Wu Lan, who was wandering around the village, saw Wen Xu and Wen Shigui driving such a donkey back, and she almost died laughing.

   If you want to say that this Wu Lan is a hot-tempered person, she is the master at home, and she treats her husband like the third grandson. Wen Xu squatted at the east end of the village and could hear her husband.

However, although this woman has a hot temper, she is not stupid. She knows who in the village can offend and who she can't afford to offend, so when facing Wen Shigui and Wen Xu, she always has a good face, and now she is just joking around The tone is amused.

  Wen Shigui glared: "You know what, if you want to buy this donkey, you have to be lucky. Don't think this donkey looks bad, but the trailer puller is top-notch."

   "I don't look like it! Even if I kill it, it won't have much meat, like a sick donkey!" Wu Lan shook her head in disbelief.

   "If you can understand you, you won't be Wu Lan." The daughter-in-law of Yuan Gen, who was eating melon seeds together, immediately joked: "If you have a good eye, can you like Yuan Gang?"

  Wu Lan immediately replied with a smile: "You know what, you can't see it when our family is not woody! I want to see the lights on at night and see your family."

  Wu Lan's aggressive answer made the women who watched the fun burst into laughter. Everyone knew when Wu Lan was talking about, and these women in the countryside had nothing to dare to say.

The nephew and granddaughter-in-law made nasty jokes, Wen Shigui is also an elder after all, and the opposite **** is not good enough to stay, continue to drive the donkey to Wenxu's yard, Wenxu has no interest in listening to a bunch of young daughter-in-laws making jokes about the bedbrothers of different families, drive He grabbed the car and took a step back to his yard.

  Wen Shigui drove the donkey to the door, and asked Wen Xu in the yard, "Is there anything to grind?"

  Wen Xu was naturally prepared: "It's just right, I have prepared dozens of catties of wheat here, and I'm just waiting for this guy to come back and grind it for me!"

   "What is the use of grinding so much wheat?" Wen Shigui asked curiously.

  There is nothing to hide about this matter, Wen Xu opened his mouth and said bluntly: "Firstly, I have no dough to eat at home, and secondly, I also said that I want to make bread for the children. What can I do without flour!"

"You just do it!" Wen Shigui stretched out his finger and said Wen Xu: "If you don't do your business, you can toss these things. The flour grinded by the machine is good and white. Others can eat it, but you can't eat it. You have to stone it. grind!"

"This is life, I can't explain it to you! Let's do it, wait for my bread to be ready, please come and taste it to see if it's delicious from me or from the street," said Wen Xu After that, he turned around and went back to the pot house. Seeing that the second brother didn't follow, he took out half a bag of about 30 catties of wheat from the space.

  Wen Shigui saw Wen Xu enter the room, opened his mouth and shouted: "Where is the plywood cover?"

  The so-called splint cover is a human-shaped wooden frame placed on the neck of the animal, with a rope, and usually a soft cushion to prevent the animal from being hurt. This thing is an indispensable thing for the animal to grind.

   "It's all in the mill!" Wen Xu replied.

   Leading the donkey to the mill, Wen Shigui remembered another thing: "Have you washed it?"

  At this time, Wen Xu came out of the pot house with a bag on his back: "Okay, as soon as the mill was finished, I brushed the big mill from head to toe, and now I can't find any ashes!"

  The two brothers went to the mill again, and Wen Shigui put the donkey on the splint cover, hung the traction ropes on both sides on the mill pole, and then signaled Wen Xu to pour some wheat from his pocket into the mill hole.

"Add more, add more, what is your little wheat for such a heavy grinder!" Wen Shigui was a little blinded, and directly took the scoop in Wen Xu's hand, scooped up half of the scoop and poured it directly into the mill inside the hole.

   "It's right to put it like this!"

   After finishing speaking, Wen Shigui yelled at the big brown donkey: Drive! The big brown donkey obediently started to turn the millstone, and for the first time in the brand-new mill, there was a slight hissing sound from the rubbing of the millstone stones, and after a while, white flour fell down the gap between the teeth. The first flour is not white, you can easily see the color of the wheat skin when you hold it in your hand, but this is only temporary. less.

   "It's too rough!" Wen Shigui looked at Wen Xu and now he is looking at the wheat, without opening his mouth at all, and said, "It takes three or four more times to get to the point of entry. After grinding, you have to sieve it"

  Wen Xu patted the rough faces on his hands and smiled: "It's okay, anyway, I have plenty of time!"

Wen Shigui pretended he didn't hear this, and drove the donkey around the millstone to continue grinding the flour. After the millstone was filled with powder, he started grinding for the second time, and Wen Shigui handed the donkey over to Wen Xu. .

"Give it a try, find someone to call me if you have anything to do!" Wen Shigui's family still has a lot of things to do, so it's impossible to spend time with Wen Xu, who is hurting to grind flour here, and he's the second old man It's all about being patient, if it wasn't for Wen Wen Shigui, maybe he wouldn't help right away.

"It's okay, second brother, you go and do your work, I'm fine here!" Wen Xu watched the whole process, and didn't think there was any difficulty, didn't he just yell at the donkey from time to time, and then add more to the millstone hole? Any idea, what's so difficult about this?

  Wen Shigui heard this, hummed to Wen Xu, then turned around and opened the door of the mill and walked out.

   Changed to Wen Xu to drive the donkey by himself, and the donkey stopped moving after two pushes.

"I said, don't do this to me! Be careful with the whip in my hand!" Seeing that the donkey had changed into him, he hadn't moved for two laps, and immediately shook his whip in front of the donkey and threatened .

   "Ah... ah!"

  The donkey was not frightened by Wen Xu, but howled at the top of his throat.

   To say that Wen Xu is also a representative of the owner with humanity, even if he is working with animals, he is very particular. Although he doesn't like the appearance of this donkey, but he can't waste it after buying it.

  Hearing the bray of the donkey, I immediately thought whether the donkey was hungry. After all, it had been a long time since the donkey ate grass after walking such a long distance.

   As the saying goes, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, Wen Xu feels that he is a reasonable person. Thinking of this, he untied the splint, took the donkey by the rein and let it graze! On the other hand, he went back to his own small yard, lay down on the deck chair and began to rest.

  Who would have known that she fell asleep like this until the sun went down, if it wasn't for the scum in the courtyard howling like a pig being smashed by the Dark Lord, Wen Nu would still be asleep.

  As soon as she opened her eyes, Wen Xu realized that the sun had already set, and there were almost no people in the yard, so she immediately went out of the yard, trying to bring the donkey back.

  Who knows if this guy is addicted to food or something, no matter how Wen Xu pulls the rein, this guy always raises his head to face Wen Xu, and when Wen Xu turns around, it also turns and keeps facing each other like this.

   "Damn it, you owe K, don't you?" Wen Xu's patience finally ran out, and he swung the whip in his hand and hit the donkey's **** hard.

   "Ah... ah!"

  The donkey brayed immediately, instead of pointing its head at Wen Xu, it directly aimed its **** at Wen Xu, and stretched out its hind hoof as if to kick Wen Xu.

Fortunately, Wen Xu was smart and prepared, and the donkey was too obvious, and Wen Xu even dodged the three legs. Of course, the whip in Wen Xu's hand was not idle, and he slapped the donkey to greet him, so Donkeys braying and people shouting could not stop coming from the small mill, it was very exciting like singing a big drama.

   After tossing and tossing until it was too dark to see anything, Wen Xin let go of the donkey, took it and tied it to the pasture in Qinglongwa, let it graze, and planned to pick it up tomorrow.