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Chapter 273 Foot-operated threshing machine
Chaochao was busy asking in her mind, "Is it because of yesterday's fire? How much has the price increased?"

Three thousand eight.

Chaochao exclaimed in surprise, "So many?"

Ah Shan explained to her, "Because you saved more than just the three of you yesterday. If no one had noticed, the fire would have spread very quickly. There were many households upstairs at the time, and it was around school dismissal time. Most of the households there were children and elderly people with mobility issues. There was also a patient lying in bed next to Fei Fei's house. It was the property management who carried him downstairs in time, otherwise he would have been in an accident. You called Uncle Zhou, and he contacted the property management and the fire department in time, which is why there were no casualties."

Especially when the fire truck arrives, if it's even a little later, it will be stuck on the road due to a car accident ahead. Even if it's just a two-minute delay, the consequences could be disastrous.

Actually, according to A-Shan's calculations, 3,800 is still too little.

Putting aside others, just looking at Chaochao herself, her net worth should be several thousand.

After the system calculated the amount, it actually gave 1,000, because Chaochao helped through it.

Just thinking about it makes me angry.

But for Chaochao, she was already very satisfied; more than anything, she felt a sense of accomplishment for saving so many people.

Seeing that she was happy, A-Shan didn't say anything more.

Feifei, noticing that Chaochao remained silent, asked curiously, "Chaochao, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Huh? Um, I, I was thinking." Chaochao quickly snapped out of her reverie.

Hearing this, Jian Yunsang in the front seat couldn't help but laugh. Thinking? She was probably talking to A-Shan, right?

"Thinking about what?"

Chaochao: "I'm thinking about whether I should take a nap first. Mom said the place we're going to is a bit far. Feifei, are you sleepy?"

Feifei was actually very tired. So much had happened yesterday, and she hadn't been able to sleep well while sleeping in a hotel with her mother. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she found her mother standing by the window crying, which made it even harder for her to fall back asleep.

So when she heard Chaochao say that, she nodded.

She slept very soundly. When Feifei woke up, Jian Yunsang was backing into a ground-level parking space.

Feifei turned her head and saw Chaochao leaning against the window looking out.

She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Where is this?"

"It's a farm implement museum. My mom brought us here specifically to visit it today."

As they were talking, the car stopped. Jian Yunsang got out and said to the two children, "Let's go inside and take a look."

She asked the two of them, "Are you hungry? Why don't you eat something and drink some water first? It won't be convenient to eat once we get inside."

Not hungry, Feifei hadn't eaten much in the morning. She took the bread and ate about half of it before the others went inside.

The people of the Great Qi Dynasty were invigorated, their eyes fixed intently on the sky.

Here they come! The farm tools of later generations will finally be revealed in their true form. Actually, they had seen farm tools in the countryside before; Jinwen Village was just a small village, wasn't it? It's just that most of Jinwen Village grew oranges, and what they saw most often was the orange harvest. The farm tools were baskets, carrying poles, scissors, burlap sacks, and carts. These weren't unusual; except for the burlap sacks, which were different from the sacks used in Daqi, they were all the same.

However, things are different now. Now, Miss Jane is introducing these things with a specific purpose.

The farmers were too busy working to notice any of the scene.

Although they knew that even if they were introduced to farming tools, they wouldn't have the skills to make them. But it didn't matter; the whole of Daqi was watching, and the emperor would order the responsible officials to manufacture the tools. They would naturally use them then, and they would at least know how to use them and what their specific functions were.

Not only them, but also many other craftsmen, most of whom carried charcoal pencils, and some even splurged on a few sheets of paper, planning to draw as they looked, and then try to recreate it later.

If they were already on high alert, the people in the Ministry of Works were even more prepared.

Jian Yunsang took one girl on each side and led the two little girls through the door.

This kind of museum is located in a rather remote area, so it's not usually crowded. But today, being the weekend, it's a bit more lively.

Jian Yunsang specially hired a guide to start the explanation from the moment he entered the room.

The first thing you see when you come in is a threshing machine.

Jian Yunsang didn't know much about this. Although she had done some research beforehand, the guide was clearly much more professional.

The young woman had a clear, melodious voice and was exceptionally patient with the two girls. "This is a threshing machine, mainly used for threshing grains. The one in front of us is a foot-operated threshing machine, which was developed in 1972."

Jian Yunsang knew what the people of Daqi wanted to hear, and during the explanation, she would ask some questions appropriately.

What are the differences between a foot-operated threshing machine and an ancient threshing machine?

The narrator chuckled, "Alright, let me talk about the ancient threshing machines and the advantages and disadvantages of this one. In the earliest, primitive manual threshing stage, threshing sticks and stone scoops were used. The grains were threshed by pounding them with wooden sticks or by pounding them with stone mortars. As a result, the efficiency was low and the grains were easily damaged. In ancient times, the yield per acre was already low, and with some loss during threshing, the farmers' food supply became even more strained."

"Later, during the Ming and Qing dynasties, an open-mouthed wooden barrel appeared, called a threshing machine called a 'dafangtong' (打房桶). It would lift the rice ears high and slam them against the inclined wooden strips inside the barrel. However, this method required strong laborers to operate, and the daily threshing yield was less than half an acre, with a loss rate as high as 15 percent."

Upon hearing this, some of the people of Daqi couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

Yes, yes, they've already started using these threshing machines in some places. Although they're better than the old threshing sticks, they're not very efficient and they're quite tiring.

They eat very little but expend a lot of energy, which is actually very uneconomical.

But there's nothing we can do about it; this is already considered an improvement.

So, isn't this foot-operated threshing machine a big change?
Soon, the narrator continued, "By the end of the 19th century, a bamboo threshing machine appeared, made of bamboo branches and wooden levers. People could stand and rotate the bamboo strips to beat the rice bundles, reducing fatigue. Unfortunately, the efficiency improvement was limited."

"It wasn't until the 1950s that iron rollers with blunt nails embedded in their surface and hand-cranked gears appeared. This type of threshing machine did improve the threshing efficiency to one acre per day, but it was extremely physically demanding and not cost-effective."

The people of Daqi, "..."

Is processing one acre not enough? It's better than not even half an acre a day, right?
The narrator explained, "In some places, waterwheels or oxen are used to drive the rollers. However, this method requires specific terrain, is limited by altitude, and is inconvenient, so it cannot be widely adopted."

At this point, the narrator pointed to the threshing machine in front of them, "And then, there's this foot-operated threshing machine right in front of us."