I have been farming since I crossed over.

The birth of the thresher made everyone very excited. The rice harvest was supposed to start three days later, but Old Man Yang insisted that they harvest Uncle Yang's rice first to see if there were any problems.

Yang Mingxi also wanted to verify the performance of the thresher, so he called out and took everyone to Uncle Yang's paddy field.

Tang Jiahang looked at Uncle Wu and his men who were busy setting up the thresher, arranged for Master Qin to watch over there, and followed Yang Mingxi to the paddy field.

In Uncle Yang's paddy fields, Yang Mingxi directed the operation. Two people were responsible for stepping on the pedals to start the thresher. Then, they placed the rice on the rotor and spun it, removing all the rice grains and dropping them into the thresher chamber. They were then raked to a safe place and directly loaded into bamboo baskets.

Yang Mingjiang and Yang Minghu were the first to stand on the pedal of the thresher to conduct the experiment.

Yang Mingxi then arranged for everyone to cut the rice, not too much, just enough that could be held in the hands, and then handed it to Yang Mingjiang and Yang Minghu.

Aunt Li took a rake and grabbed the grains near the thresher rotor and moved them to the outside of the thresher chamber. Then she used the wooden scoop that Yang Mingxi taught Uncle Wu to make to scoop the grains directly into a bamboo basket, and then arranged for someone to carry it back to dry.

After Yang Mingjiang and Yang Minghu threshed the rice straw, someone immediately tied it up next to them. Everyone was busy and well-organized in the entire paddy field.

Because there were so many people and two threshers were brought in later, Uncle Yang's twelve acres of paddy fields were harvested in most of the afternoon.

Everyone returned to Old Yang's yard and looked at the piles of rice in the yard, which was incredible.

Yang Mingxi was busy just now and didn't notice how much millet they had harvested. Now, when she saw the rice in the Yang family yard and everyone's expressions, she knew it was a good harvest.

Yang Mingxi stepped forward with curiosity and respectfully said to Old Yang, "Uncle, how many acres of millet did your family harvest from the paddy fields today? I need to take a good look at the yield of rice per acre."

After hearing this, Boss Yang's smile grew even brighter, his wrinkles rippling outwards. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with pride and satisfaction, as if showing Yang Mingxi the bountiful harvest of their rice paddies. He said slowly, "Hey, today's harvest is truly a bumper one! We've harvested so much millet from the paddy fields..."

Uncle Yang laughed and didn't continue.

Old Man Yang stepped forward and slapped Boss Yang on the shoulder, then said with a smile, "When Xi girl asks you, just answer honestly. What are you talking about? Are you trying to show off your ability? Isn't this all Xi girl's work? It has nothing to do with you."

Uncle Yang was beaten by his own father, but he was not angry. He smiled and said, "Xiao girl, my family only has twelve acres of paddy fields, all of which are planted with rice. Look at the harvest, the yield is much higher than what we grow ourselves."

Yang Mingxi walked around the large pile of rice, looking back and forth, unable to tell how much there was, and asked, "How much millet is there?"

Old Man Yang smacked his lips and said, "I estimate it must be 5000 kilograms."

Yang Mingjiang smiled and said, "I think it's probably 6000 kilograms."

Yang Mingxi came to Tang Jiahang's side, looked at the speechless Lord Tang, and said with a smile: "Lord Tang, take a look, how many pounds are there?"

Tang Jiahang shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I think it's no less than 5000 kilograms. The rice grains are plump and uniform in size. It must be a high-quality rice variety, right?"

Master Qin, who had come over at some point, looked at the rice in the field, grabbed a handful, examined it again and again, and then said, "What a fine product! This kind of rice is usually used as tribute. Rice seeds are not as good as this."

Tang Jiahang nodded and said, "Keep all your rice for me. I'll give it to other families as rice seeds. I won't give you a bad price."

Old Man Yang nodded and said, "Yes, sir."

Village Chief Zhang had arrived at Old Yang's house at some point. Old Yang wasn't home today, so his third son had gone to find him. He smiled and said, "Master Tang, there are other families in our village who also grow this rice. Do you want to keep it or not so I can notify them?"

Tang Jiahang looked at Village Chief Zhang and said, "Leave them all for us to use as rice seeds. Please inform everyone!"

Everyone had said almost the same thing, so we prepared to leave.

Master Qin said, "Sir, I was ordered to come and pull the thresher. They want to see where the thresher is damaged so they can prepare some spare parts."

Tang Jiahang nodded, waved, and returned to Yang Mingxi's home.

There were already more than a dozen threshers in the Yang family yard, which shocked Yang Mingxi. This speed was too fast!

Uncle Wu Wu saw Yang Mingxi coming back and looked up at her without stopping his work. "How is it? Is anything broken?"

Yang Mingxi shook his head and said, "Fifth Uncle, you are very capable. The thresher is not completely broken, but the rotor has fallen off. The rotor needs to be replaced."

Uncle Wu Wu said, "That's a small matter. It can be replaced in a short while. The main problem is the shaft. I want to see if there is any damage."

Yang Mingxi didn't know much about these things, so she didn't comment. She just said, "Master Qin has already pulled the thresher over. You can go and see it when you have time. I'll go to the fields and take a look. If it doesn't work, we can start harvesting tomorrow!"

When Lord Tang saw Yang Mingxi was about to leave, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Miss Yang, can I come with you? I want to see how the rice is growing, too."

Yang Mingxi nodded and said, "Sure. You can ask Mei Tingzhou, the fourth son of the Mei family, for details about the growth of our rice. He has taken care of everything from sowing to harvesting our rice seedlings. But he can't give it to us for free!"

Tang Jiahang smiled awkwardly and said, "Not for free, how about a reward of thirty taels of silver?"

Yang Mingxi was originally joking, but after hearing what Tang Jiahang said, she felt a little embarrassed and just laughed.

Mei Tingzhou, who was following behind Yang Mingxi, stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Hello, Lord Tang. You can take this note of mine anytime you want. However, I haven't shown it to Sister Yang yet. Once Sister Yang has reviewed it and is satisfied, I'll show it to you. Okay?"

Tang Jiahang nodded and said, "Okay, but you still have to give me the reward. If you have any questions in the future, our people will come and ask you directly."

Mei Tingzhou thanked him, and then they walked towards the wasteland of Yang Mingxi's home.

In the distance, there is a large field of golden rice, with big ears of rice, heavy and hanging their heads, which is very beautiful.

Mei Tingzhou said, "Sister Yang, I think your family's rice yield is at least 600 kilograms per mu."

Yang Mingxi was stunned. This was a product from the space, so it shouldn't be so little, right? She remembered that hybrid rice used to yield over 1000 kilograms per mu. It seemed there was still a lot of room for improvement!

Yang Mingxi figured it out and didn't dwell on it. She smiled and said, "I don't know. When the harvest is over, please record it and I'll study it to see if there are any other ways to increase production. I've seen people produce over 1000 kilograms per mu."

A few people looked around Yang Mingxi's paddy field, and Yang Mingxi said, "Let's harvest tomorrow too!"