Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 296 Shameless Resort to Violence (4)_1

No one in this era had a mechanical grain thresher, and Mo Yan didn’t know how to make one, so she could only rely on the most primitive method, using physical strength to shake the grains off. Fortunately, the rice was very ripe, and it didn’t require too much effort to shake clean, but repeating the same motion continuously also made her arms sore and left her body lacking strength.

Several fellows, having eaten their fill, lined up side by side on the ground to watch Mo Yan labor. They couldn’t lend a hand in such matters, and could only watch helplessly.

After drinking spirit spring water twice to replenish her strength, Mo Yan finally managed to thresh the half-acre of rice grain after several moments. She then spent several more moments sifting through it with a sieve to remove broken leaves, and the remaining grains were stored in hemp sacks.

The yield of space rice could reach two thousand five hundred jin per mu, so the grains from half an acre weighed roughly twelve hundred jin. After removing the husks, there would be about a thousand jin of rice left, which meant that her strenuous efforts for most of the day wouldn’t even suffice for a day’s sales in the shop.

It was also fortunate that she planted a bit every day and harvested a bit every day, so the space had accumulated quite a bit of grain; otherwise, the shop might run out of supplies. The other crops, including corn, sticky millet, and assorted grains, also needed to continue growing; although the space had quite a lot, she couldn’t just ’sit back and consume’ without replenishing.

Thinking of the enormous amount of labor involved, Mo Yan, who had just eaten roasted chicken and replenished her strength with spirit spring water, felt her hands and feet grow weak again.

After finishing what needed to be done and sweating profusely, Mo Yan drove Xiao Hua Dabai and Little Fur Ball out of the space and soaked in the wooden tub. These fellows all possessed spiritual wisdom, and bathing in front of them felt like stripping naked in front of people, rather embarrassing.

After soaking for about two quarters of an hour and coming out, only a little while had passed outside. Dabai had brazenly taken over the cabin and wouldn’t even allow Little Flower inside to sleep.

Little Flower was so anxious that she ran in circles, crying out, and Little Fur Ball was also anxious; it was tired too! As soon as Mo Yan came out, the little one scrambled up her pants leg, but having grown quite a bit, it nearly pulled Mo Yan’s pants down in the process.

Without waiting for Little Flower to come over for help, Mo Yan picked up Mao Tuan and reentered the space. After bathing Little Fur Ball and drying its fur, she tucked it into the quilt. It was terribly cold now, and the quilt was icy cold; letting it warm up inside was just right.

Little Flower was still anxiously crying outside. Seeing that her master didn’t come out, she simply started scratching the door vigorously with her claws. Worried that this silly creature would damage the door, Mo Yan had to open it and plead with Dabai on Little Flower’s behalf.

"Dabai, look how cold it is now, let it come in and sleep together," Mo Yan said. "It’ll be warmer even if it’s a bit cramped, and tomorrow when I go to town, I’ll make you an identical one so you won’t have to squeeze with this silly creature."

"Wu wu—"

Dabai understood and gave Mo Yan face. It looked at Little Flower with disdain, then shifted its body reluctantly to the side to make space. The spot it left was just enough for Little Flower to lie down in a straight line; there wasn’t even room to curl up.

Little Flower, however, was overjoyed and actually stood up on its hind legs to bow to Dabai before crawling in like a little wife, lying there obediently without daring to snuggle closer to Dabai.

Mo Yan watched this with great speechlessness. It was clearly her doing, yet the creature was thanking Dabai. Truly a fickle fellow that forgets friends at the sight of profit!

The next morning, Mo Yan got up early and, after having breakfast, she loaded several jars of rice wine onto the cart.

This season wasn’t really suitable for drinking pear or peach wines, but rice wine made from glutinous rice was perfect. The alcohol content wasn’t high, yet the wine was very fragrant. Especially the wine brewed with spirit spring water had a particularly good taste, not to mention being richer in spiritual energy than space vegetables. It was great for dispelling the cold and moisture from the body, highly beneficial for one’s health.