Children born in the city, although there are all kinds of intellectual books to read, but their understanding of agricultural affairs is also very limited, so there are children "Eggplant grows on trees?" "Such a question. I was an "old crop" transplanted in the city, and the exhaust of the car had been breathing for a long time, and many agricultural matters had been blurred. Not long ago, I went to a country mill to grind brown rice noodles, looked at those familiar scenes, and evoked long-sealed memories.
In fact, this kind of electricity-powered mill in the countryside has only been in decline for forty or fifty years from its rise to today's decline. When I was a child, there was no electricity in the village at all, and the lighting had to rely on kerosene lamps, and people with poor conditions had to rely on stone mills to grind rice and grind noodles, and people with conditions could drive donkey carts to pull grain to the town's power mill for processing.
The equipment of mills in each place may be slightly different, such as northern Shaanxi, most of which are coarse grains, so there are few mills equipped with machines for wheat grinding. Generally only equipped with rice mills, pulverizers and steel mills. Rice mills are used to dehull millet, millet, etc., so that they are gorgeously transformed into rhubarb rice and millet, and shredders and steel mills are used to grind rhubarb rice, millet and other flour, and the people use them to steam nests. In addition to processing the grain that people eat, the mill also processes feed for domestic animals such as chickens, pigs and sheep.
Before the acceleration of China's urbanization process, the rural people were very popular, and the business of the mill was naturally booming. Since the reform of higher education, the large-scale expansion of enrollment has given more and more rural children the opportunity to leave the countryside (of which I am one), as well as the needs of urban construction, and a large number of migrant workers have also poured into the city, and the countryside has suddenly begun to become depressed. Coupled with the in-depth expansion of the market by modern grain processing enterprises, the living source of many mills has gradually dried up, and eventually it can only close. Only a few mills persevered, but they were also covered in dust and full of twilight.
A full of nostalgia, so that I in the gap between grinding, take several pictures of the scene of the mill, although messy, but very historical. Under the wash of this river of years, maybe one day it will disappear, friends who feel the same way, may wish to take a look.