Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

If she keeps eating the food without changing it, she will get bored no matter how delicious it is.

Han Zhaozhao picked a plate of ripe purple-red strawberries, rinsed them with water, and sat cross-legged on a recliner in the yard, eating while thinking of a solution.

She needed some auxiliary tools. Using only a primitive sickle to harvest was too slow. It was not only very tiring, but also very laborious.

Wearing work gloves, her fair and tender little hands were rubbed with several shiny big blisters.

She finished a plate of sweet strawberries and finally came up with a good idea.

After putting down the plate, Han Zhaozhao went straight into the storeroom. After rummaging around for a while, he finally found something good in the corner of the storeroom.

After wiping off the dust, a small farm tool appeared next to Han Zhaozhao.

This is a high powered lawn mower!

The key point is that this is not electric, but a small, high-horsepower agricultural machinery powered by a gasoline engine!

This lawn mower is a 60CC backpack type equipped with five types of blades. It can be used for harvesting, loosening soil, and digging trenches. Of course, if you don't mind damaging the motor and blade, you can even use it to prune branches.

With the addition of directional protection plates, it is so easy to harvest wheat, millet, rice, corn...

Han Zhaozhao added the gasoline stored in the warehouse into the fuel tank, pulled the starting rope, and with a "buzz!" sound, the motor started to run at high speed.

Han Zhaozhao tried the machine and found it worked, and he immediately smiled happily.

She took out the toolbox and tightened the screws of the machine one by one, especially the screws connecting the cutter head to the blade, which she tightened with particular attention.

Safety must never be neglected!

This was a valuable life experience that she had gained from sailing across the sea for most of her previous life, and had never failed.

She also lubricated the bearings of each key component. After completing the maintenance and confirming that there were no hidden dangers, Han Zhaozhao adjusted the length of the handle, put the motor on her back, and went into the soybean field.

With a sudden pull of the start switch, the motor starts running at high speed with a humming sound.

The blade at the top was spinning rapidly, flashing silver light. As Han Zhaozhao walked quickly along the ridge, rows and rows of soybean seedlings fell down in neat rows in the opposite direction of the directional protective plate.

“This is the power of technology!”

Han Zhaozhao took her short legs and trotted quickly along the ridge. The blade speed was 6,000 revolutions per minute. It had to be said that using it to cut soybeans was like a cow riding a rocket!

Too fast! Too awesome!!

Han Zhaozhao didn't dare to stop. Every slow step would be disrespectful to the gasoline!

Using a lawn mower to harvest crops does increase the speed, but it also consumes a lot of gasoline!

It’s not that Han Zhaozhao is stingy, it’s mainly because gasoline was really hard to get in those days.

She only has two 500-liter barrels of gasoline in her space. If she uses this gasoline-powered lawn mower to harvest crops in the future, these two barrels of gasoline will be used up in less than three years, even if she uses it sparingly.

Han Zhaozhao shook his head, raised his head and chest, shook his shoulders, and suppressed the worry in his heart, "We'll find a way to solve this problem later!"

She tightened the straps around her shoulders and continued striding toward the soybean field ahead.

She harvested an acre of soybeans in an hour. This speed was probably due to her height not being suitable and she had to adjust the length of the handle while working.

Looking back at the soybean field, the soybean seedlings that were still standing an hour ago are now all lying neatly in the field.

Han Zhaozhao was very satisfied with the efficiency of the lawn mower. She drank some water and rested for a while. Then she turned around, carried the motor on her back, and walked into the soybean field again with the lawn mower in her hand.

There is still one acre left. With a little more effort, the first crop of soybeans will be harvested in an hour.

With the "buzzing" sound of the motor turning, it was like a beautiful and moving song of harvest.

Harvest makes farmers happy!

Han Zhaozhao quickly shuttled between the ridges of the fields. Behind him, pieces of golden soybean seedlings fell down gracefully, like a group of dancers on the stage, falling in the wind.

This scene is so beautiful and shocking!

What a pity: no one can see it!

Han Zhaozhao harvested two acres of soybeans in the morning and came out to cook at noon.

She was alone at home and didn't plan to go into the kitchen for lunch. Since the weather turned cold and snowed, a coal stove had been lit in the main room.

Han Zhaozhao opened the stove door, poked the fire with a fire hook, put on a small iron pot with two handles, and made a pot of dumpling soup.

There is no need to heat up dry food. Just stir-fry the pan with scallions and ginger, cut a tomato, and stir-fry to make a golden red soup. Pour water into a pot and evenly sprinkle the stirred dry and hard noodles into the pot. Add a little salt, a handful of pepper, and some frangipani. Sprinkle some tender coriander before serving!

Oh, drink a bowl of hot soup... the taste! It is just like what is described in the novel, that the practice of qigong opens up the Ren and Du meridians, and a warm force flows from the esophagus down to the stomach, and then rushes from the stomach to all parts of the body!

Her whole body was hot!

Han Zhaozhao started sweating after finishing just one bowl.

It feels so good to sweat in winter!

Han Zhaozhao made a small pot of dumpling soup by herself. Today's dumplings were mixed to the perfect hardness, milky white, chewy, and full of wheat flavor.

Add to that red tomatoes, green coriander and yellow frangipani, and the dish is beautiful too.

It had all the color, aroma and taste, and was very tempting. Even if she was not hungry, Han Zhaozhao could finish two bowls of it. Besides, she had been doing farm work for the whole morning and was very hungry.

In the end, she scraped the small iron pot so clean that sparks flew out of it, brighter than when a cat licked the ground.

After lunch, the kettle on the coal stove was boiled, and Han Zhaozhao filled all the thermos bottles in the house.

This is the advantage of using a coal stove in the winter, you have boiled water to drink at any time, but there is also one disadvantage, it is easy for charcoal ash to fall into the house.

Especially when the south wind blows, not only will there be a lot of smoke and dust, but if the house is closed too tightly, it is also easy to get gas poisoning.

Han Zhaozhao's family has always attached great importance to the safe use of coal stoves, which is also due to the relationship that there was once a doctor in the family.

Both the grandmother and the granddaughter would go to the kitchen to cook the big pot and heat the kang in the morning and evening, and only burn the coal stove in the main room during the day.

There is no need to light the coal stove specifically. After making breakfast, you can easily light the coal stove by using tongs and a fire shovel to put the charcoal fire under the big pot into the coal stove and putting coal on it.

Although it is a bit more troublesome than other families who close the stove at night and open the damper in the morning to cook and boil water, it is very safe and can save a lot of coal.

After washing the dishes and cleaning the pots, Han Zhaozhao prepared to seal the stove and return to the space to harvest the crops. In the afternoon, she planned to harvest an acre of peanuts.

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!" There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who is coming to visit me in such a cold weather?" Han Zhaozhao thought to himself as he walked towards the gate. "This is the bad thing about entering the space during the day. One person comes after another. I can't even get any work done!"

"Who is it?" Han Zhaozhao leaned over the crack in the door and peeked out. Oh, it was Niu Xiaoyun again! This girl must have been running around to her house a lot recently, right?

She won’t be able to harvest her peanuts this afternoon. Now it seems that she is destined to be just a chat companion!

"Zhao Zhao, it's me, Niu Xiaoyun! Open the door quickly, it's freezing outside!"

Niu Xiaoyun was holding a piece of clothing in front of her chest and stamping her feet as she answered.