The county magistrate's daughter only wants to farm

A large piece of compacted land in front of the wooden house was covered with rice. Several women each held a hollow winnowing basket in their hands. They kept shaking it and then throwing the rice in the basket up, and the rice fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

"After removing the rice husk, there will still be a lot of rice stalks and leaves left on the harvested rice, which need to be removed." Manager Zhao explained.

Gu Yin couldn't help but knock his head. He had been so focused on increasing the speed of harvesting rice that he had forgotten about this.

That's right, she thought of the wind valley machine, which she had played in the countryside when she was a child. The design principle of the wind valley machine is simple, and it can basically be assembled using mortise and tenon technology.

It seems that she is going to prepare to draw the blueprints again, but there is no rush for this matter, so she will arrange it when she goes back in the evening.

"I see. Isn't there a better way?"

Although Manager Zhang was puzzled as to why Miss Gu asked this, he still patiently replied:

"When there is a strong wind, you can use the wind to blow the rice husk away. But this method depends on the mood of the weather. When the weather is hot, sometimes there will be no wind for half a month."

This is not much different from what Gu Yin knows. It seems that she still needs to make the wind-growing machine as soon as possible. However, the rice is almost harvested, and it is not known whether it is too late to make the wind-growing machine at this time. After all, in addition to using it for her own use, she still hopes to sell it.

"By the way, Manager Zhao, do we have ducks on our farm?"

Manager Zhao was stunned. He didn't expect the topic to change so suddenly.

"No, miss, do you want to raise ducks?"

"You have this idea. I see there is a wide stream running through the middle of our village?"

"It's good to have a creek, but the ducks will eat vegetables and rice." No wonder Manager Zhao was worried about this. Farmers raise ducks and drive them into the river. The creeks are usually far away from the rice fields, so there is no need to worry about them destroying the crops.

"Why don't we ask someone to build some fences around the creek? And then put a row of bamboo rafts on the shore so the ducks can go up and rest when they get tired of swimming," Gu Yin suggested.

"What a good idea! Why didn't I think of that?" Manager Zhao slapped his thigh and said excitedly. "Young lady is really smart!"

"Miss, do you have any other instructions? I will do it together later."

"Well... first tell me about our farm and how many fields we have."

"There are 50 acres of good land, 100 acres of medium-quality land, 50 acres of inferior land, and 100 acres of other land on the farm." Manager Zhao knew everything about the farm and even introduced to Gu Yin what crops were planted on the farm.

"What about that mountain over there? Is it the one belonging to Zhuangzi?" Gu Yin pointed to a small hill connected to Zhuangzi not far away and asked Manager Zhao.

"Well... that's a barren mountain with poor soil and lots of gravel. It's difficult for crops to grow." Manager Zhao looked regretful.

"Have you never tried planting fruit trees?" Gu Yin seemed to be thinking about something after hearing this. Wasteland has its uses, and at least one should be able to plant some fruit trees.

"I planted peach trees, but the peaches they produced were small and astringent and inedible, so I cut them down and never planted them again."

"Thank you for the information, Manager Zhao. I have another matter that I would like to trouble you to arrange. Please give me half of the rice fields in the next season. I have other uses for them."

Two seasons of rice can be grown here, but the rice yield is low and the grains are not full enough, which is why many people can't eat. Since she came here, and her father is the county magistrate, she can't remain indifferent based on her ability. The image of the group of skinny children flashed in her mind from time to time.

The system had previously rewarded hybrid rice breeding seeds, which can be used now.

Find a way to promote the three-line hybrid rice technology, so that Daji Dynasty can cultivate hybrid rice seeds according to the three-line hybrid rice technology in the future, and only in this way can it continuously provide seeds to Daji Dynasty. In this way, she only needs to cultivate the first batch of seeds secretly, and there will be no need to hide it in the future. I believe that when the seeds can be supplied in sufficient quantities, the eyes of the world will not investigate where the first batch of seeds came from.

Now that she had the idea, she just needed to put it into practice. The second rice crop would soon be planted, and she wanted to seize this opportunity to cultivate the rice seeds as quickly as possible.

After listening to Gu Yin's explanation, Manager Zhao was in a dilemma. He said in embarrassment, "Miss Gu, it's not that I don't want to leave it for you. It's just that half is too much, and I can't make the decision. Can I wait until I ask the master of the house before I reply to you?"

"Don't worry about that. I'll talk to my parents and then I'll ask them to pass on a message to you." Gu Yin didn't care. It was indeed more convenient for her to handle this matter by herself.

"Thank you, Miss Gu." Manager Zhao bowed his head in thanks. In his heart, he was grateful for Miss Gu's understanding. Nowadays, there are not many masters who can be as considerate to their servants as Miss Gu.

I must help the young lady get things done, Manager Zhao thought.

Zhuangzi's affairs were almost arranged, and Gu Yin decided to make the Fenggu machine as soon as possible.

That night, Gu Yin hid the blueprint behind her back and knocked on her father's study door. When she heard a "come in" sound, she pushed the door open and looked inside, smiling brightly at her father:

"Dad, what are you busy with?"

"I'm not busy. What do you want to talk to me about?" Gu Huaiyi's face was full of smiles. Ever since the thresher was invented, not only the wealthy families in this county rushed to buy it, but also the wealthy families in several surrounding counties sent people to buy it.

Niu Dachui has been very busy recently, and the county government has even sent someone to help.

As the saying goes, money makes the world go round. Now the county government receives large sums of money every day, so the money for building bridges and roads has been secured.

"Dad, take a look at this." Gu Yin smiled mysteriously and pushed the blueprint hidden behind her in front of her father.

...This familiar scene

Gu Huaiyi suddenly became a little excited. Last time his daughter took out the thresher drawing, he didn’t know what it would be this time.

However, after looking at it for a long time, I still couldn't figure out what the use of this object with a big belly was.

"Dad, this thing is very useful. It's called a wind-grain machine. Just as the name suggests, it blows rice grains."

"After the rice is dried, you can put it into the funnel above, then crank the handle below to turn the fan blades inside to blow out the shriveled rice and rice husks."

"The rice coming out of this outlet below is clean rice."

Gu Yin paused and deliberately raised her voice:

"Actually... this Fenggu machine has a greater purpose. Dad, guess what..."

"Well... can it be used to separate the husked rice?" Gu Huaiyi asked after thinking for a moment.

"Dad, you are so smart." Gu Yin exclaimed. Her dad was so smart. She knew the effect because she knew it in advance, but she didn't expect her dad to figure it out so quickly.