In Csernáton locality from Szekler land, in the mountain village, where earlier thirty-four watermills were in function, even in our days some watermills make some noise.
From the upper part of Nagypatak (Great Creak) all the way until the border with Márkosfalva (Márkosfalva Village) the Csernáton creak is 6 km long and the level decreases from 678 m to 534 m, so the level difference is 20,7m/km. This quality has been used in the past to put into motion the wheels of water mills, and nearly all written historical documents underlines the mills of the village. The geographical region and social construction made it possible for many mills to function. The millers were on the following opinion: "Everyone had something to grind, because they were hardworking farmers, there were grain and not everyone had mills like now (hammer mills today are widespread), and in that time everyone have fattened geese, pigs, and animals needed grain, because most people took care of livestock"– Ozsváth Gábor Dániel.

Among the millers from Cernat the story of how the mill was invented goes like this:

“First of all the mill belonged to the devil. He invented it. Before that, people crushed wheat in wooden mortar. Then they invented that the beans can be crushed on a flat stone with a round stone. Then, the devil invented the mill with all its elements, but did not invent the spinning element ... one night the man is his boredom carved the spinning element, and so could leave it, and for this invention the devil left the mill to the man.”

The mill itself was miracle for the man in the old centuries, because with the satanic elements managed to produce from wheat grains the life-giving flour, so the mill has become a determinant of existence. People went work in the mill, ground the wheat that they obtained with sweaty work, and out of which they their national food: the bread.

The mill is warning us all: with milling warns us about the passage of time, with its movement warn us about the circle of life. We believe that this renovated mill will keep moving the community’s traditions, values, will attract those who live in the area and also the memories, folk songs, dances, and stories. The funnel will be filled, locals and guests arriving from afar will begin new stories.

The beautiful, old mill has a big role, but the real applause belong to the community members and those who supported the preservation of values and traditions, who have struggled with their craftsman talent to restart the mill, who were thinking during the nights why the rotating mill breaks the teeth. The mill will not grind wheat by itself nor will grind the pain. The mill grinds only if those millers, craftsmen live who know the secret and are not lazy to transmit this knowledge.

Rotating movement of mill wheel symbolizes time, always moving and spur wheel system symbolizes the following: belonging together and joint work. The watermill is based on that energy, which is gained from our rivers.

Renovation of the watermill is an initiative where all participants "were milling in the same mill", the county council, local authorities, and the activities of craftsmen from Kurtapatak, Cernat, Covasna resembles the tight connection between the spur wheels.

The mill grinds only if those millers live who know the secret and are not lazy to transmit this knowledge. The millers while not forgetting the past of their craftsmanship, they also look forward: they give answers to the new questions and they face new challenges. Millers who not only know their job, but they also know each other: they meet, they talk and they grind relentlessly.

Because the Hungarian man if milled grain it milled itself; it milled his life, and he grieved happily because he realized that these basic feelings are complementary in achieving a whole, just like the mill. The millers defended their soul from dementia with songs, and the sadness turned into the flour of joy among the millstones of their soul.

„Beyond the water is a mill
Where sadness is grinded.
I, too, have a sadness
I bring it there and I grind it.”

God grant that those who come into Malomkert bring their wheat, their sadness and grind them in the mill, protect their souls from dementia with songs, and the sadness turned into the flour of joy among the millstones of their soul. Let us raise mills beyond the waters, so there will be a place where we can grind, about a place we can sing, because singing is prayer, prayer is grinding ourselves, the clean source of joy ..."