Time Travel: Volume 1! Starting from a Small Mountain Village

As a commune member skillfully poured wheat into the buzzing funnel, the machine instantly emitted an even more piercing roar. However, everyone present was captivated by the impending miracle, even Long Lifan couldn't help but turn her gaze towards the exit.

Under the intense gaze of the crowd, fine, snow-white flour slowly flowed from the outlet, while bran was expelled from the other side of the machine, as if nature's gift had been cleverly separated.

Zhou Lan didn't bring much grain, only a few dozen kilograms. In just a few minutes, the bag of wheat completed its magnificent transformation from grain to flour.

"That's it..."

She stood there, stunned, utterly amazed. Even with processed flour and bran right in front of her, she couldn't believe it was real for a moment.

You should know that although the grain she carried was not much, it still weighed several dozen kilograms. Even with that weight, it would take her one or two hours of hard work using a stone mill to grind it.

"My God, this machine is incredibly fast!"

A man in the crowd exclaimed in surprise, his face filled with disbelief. His words drew the attention of those around him, their eyes filled with astonishment.

"Can anyone tell me what happened? I just went out to use the restroom, and when I came back, everything was already processed..." A voice filled with regret rang out.

"Look, look! This flour is as white as snow!"

"........."

Another member pointed at the freshly baked flour, marveling at its quality. The efficiency and quality of this mill processing plant had clearly exceeded everyone's expectations.

After a moment of stunned silence, some quick-thinking members had already slipped away from the crowd and hurried home to fetch grain. The brigade leader had said that processing would be free today—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—how could they miss it?

At this moment, the older woman behind Zhou Lan approached with a smile: "Yang Zhiqing, is it my turn?" Yang Lijuan smiled and nodded, indicating that the older woman could start processing.

Liu Pandi then walked to Zhou Lan's side and said softly, "Elder sister, your seventy catties of wheat have been processed. If you don't plan to carry this wheat bran back, we can buy it on the way..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan's eyes flickered, and she paused for a moment, involuntarily glancing at Lin Guodong in the distance. Seeing him nod slightly, a satisfied smile on his face, she immediately echoed, "That's great!"

Liu Pandi took out a notebook and started registering. The mill processing plant has invoices, and all the purchased items will be recorded to ensure there are no mistakes.

The surrounding villagers were even more astonished upon hearing this. They had never imagined that wheat bran would be recycled here. To them, the wheat bran could only be used to feed their chickens, and each family only raised one or two chickens, so it was far from being used up. Now, however, it had become a way for them to make money.

They secretly calculated that perhaps they wouldn't have to pay for processing in the future, and might even get paid. Where else could they find such a good deal? The members' faces lit up with joy, filled with anticipation for the mill's processing plant.

For several days, the roar of the mill's machines never ceased, but by the sixth day, the number of villagers coming had noticeably decreased. Long Lifan looked around, understanding dawning on her; this was within her expectations.

She turned to Yang Lijuan and Liu Pandi, whose faces were still beaming with excitement. "How are you feeling?" Long Lifan asked. The two nodded repeatedly, indicating that although they had been quite busy the past two days, they were enjoying themselves.

Yang Lijuan is in charge of greeting customers, while Liu Pandi is in charge of registration; the two work together seamlessly. This job is not only a valuable opportunity that Long Lifan secured for them, but also an experience they've never had before. Now, they earn not only 6 work points a day, but also an extra 8 yuan, a benefit that even the village doctor can only dream of.

However, despite her initial joy, Yang Lijuan frowned slightly and said with concern, "Sister Fan, I've noticed that fewer people are coming these past two days..."

Long Lifan smiled gently and comforted her, "Don't worry, this is only temporary. We will expand the mill processing plant to the surrounding villages, and business will naturally pick up then."

Long Lifan understood that relying solely on Dongwan Village as a single brigade to ensure the mill's continued profitability was nothing short of wishful thinking. While rice and flour were daily necessities, each household could only process a few dozen kilograms to last for a while, naturally reducing customer traffic.

Therefore, expanding the customer base and attracting villagers from surrounding villages is the key to maintaining the operation of the mill processing plant.

Just as she was lost in thought, a figure quietly appeared in her mind—Lin Weibing. The Lin Weibing who used to take advantage of Widow Liu's doting affection and often slack off and wander around knew the situation in the nearby villages like the back of his hand.

In recent months, with Widow Liu's strong change, Lin Weibing also seems to have been reborn. Not only is he urged by Widow Liu to work hard, but he also takes the initiative to participate in literacy classes. It can be said that he has turned over a new leaf and reformed himself.

Long Lifan had a sudden thought: perhaps she could let Lin Weibing try this task. He was familiar with the surrounding environment and had the determination to reform himself; he might bring her an unexpected surprise.

Without taking a break, Long Lifan hurried to the chicken farm. Inside the chicken farm, the Lin sisters were busy at work, their figures looking particularly capable in the setting sun.

Although Long Lifan had handed over the management of the chicken farm to Lin Xiuxiu, she would personally inspect it every few days to ensure everything was in good order. It wasn't that she didn't trust Lin Xiuxiu; it was simply that she felt reassured only after seeing the chicken farm with her own eyes, given its importance to the Dongwan Brigade.

Fortunately, Lin Xiuxiu did not disappoint her. Lin Xiuxiu increasingly demonstrated the demeanor of a leader, and under her careful management, everything at the chicken farm was proceeding in an orderly manner.

The rules at the chicken farm remained unchanged from when Long Lifan first established them: no one except the keeper was allowed to enter. And "Laifu," the loyal dog, was also steadfastly at its post. Even before Long Lifan arrived, it excitedly jumped around, as if sensing its owner's coming.

Hearing Lai Fu's noise, Lin Xiuxiu looked up and saw Long Lifan. A bright smile immediately bloomed on her face. She quickly went to greet her warmly, saying, "Long Zhiqing, you've come!" As she spoke, she swiftly opened the door and enthusiastically invited Long Lifan into the chicken farm.

Long Lifan entered the chicken farm and, after exchanging pleasantries with Lin Xiuxiu, inquired about the farm's recent situation. Lin Xiuxiu, holding a notebook, gave Long Lifan a detailed report on the farm's various operations, from raising chickens to selling eggs, explaining that every step was well-organized.

After listening, Long Lifan nodded in satisfaction, deeply admiring Lin Xiuxiu's competence. Lin Xiuxiu was not only a diligent worker but also a perfect executor, having thoroughly learned all the rules and models she had set out for her.

Thinking of the purpose of her visit, Long Lifan changed the subject and asked, "Sister Xiuxiu, did your brother Lin Weibing used to often wander around other villages?"