"Your Majesty, this curved shaft plow should be pulled by oxen, but we were in a hurry to demonstrate it and did not prepare oxen for plowing."

King Zhuang Xiang nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to speak, he coughed twice. After drinking the soup brought by the waiter next to him, he said, "Very good, very good. Yao Xing, you really did not disappoint me."

"Go and pull an ox, let me have a look, see how powerful this...quyu plow is!" King Zhuang Xiang turned to the attendant behind him and ordered.

"Your Majesty, please sit down and have a rest!" Zhao Ji looked at King Zhuang Xiang with a worried look on her face and wanted to help King Zhuang Xiang sit down.

Seeing Zhao Ji's troubled eyes, Yao Xing felt complicated. Over the past year or so, Queen Mother Huayang's Chu faction has been gradually suppressed, and Ying Xi and Lu Buwei have emerged. Zhao Ji can be said to have controlled most of the court.

, and King Zhuang Xiang is only thirty-four years old now, and his illness is so strange that it is difficult not to worry.

According to historical records, King Zhuang Xiang was thirty-five years old when he died of illness. Looking at the current situation, he may not have much time left.

Yao Xing felt unhappy. The gentle and kind-hearted aunt a few years ago had finally turned into a scheming queen, and would soon even become a powerful queen mother. Even though she knew that only in this way could Zhao Ji survive the Qin regime struggle.

Self-preservation, knowing that this is the only way to help Zhao Zheng successfully succeed to the throne, but Yaoxing still misses that gentle and kind aunt and feels the warm embrace.

King Zhuang Xiang swayed for a moment, and Yao Xing came to his senses and tried to persuade him: "Your Majesty, please have a rest first. It will take a while to get the cattle!"

King Zhuang Xiang was indeed weak, so he had to sit down and wait, but his eyes were full of light and he refused to move away from the plow for a moment. At this moment, it seemed that what he saw was not just a farm tool made of wood, but a good life for the people.

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"Yao Xing, I would like to ask you, how much does this curved shaft plow cost?"

King Zhuang Xiang was really a good king. He considered whether the people of Qin could afford the Quyu plow, rather than using the Quyu plow to add much merit to himself.

Yao Xing replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this curved shaft plow is made of ordinary wood, and the cost is only the carpenter's wages and the iron plowshare, so the cost is extremely low.

Moreover, Yao Xing plans to use 30% of his share of cement and red bricks to pay for carpenters' wages, so that the people of Da Qin can use the Quyuan plow as early as possible."

Yao Xing knew that saying this would make him happy. Then let him be happier. He is a dying person now. Let him have less regrets by doing things that have been decided long ago.

“But not every household can afford cattle!”

King Zhuang Xiang coughed and sighed, and then said to the waiter behind him: "Write it down, this is what Zheng'er will do in the future."

When the cattle were brought in, Lu Buwei and Zhao Zheng also came over, saying they wanted to take a look at the agricultural tools that could improve people's livelihood.

It makes Yao Xing a little embarrassed, how can a more practical farm tool improve people's livelihood.

"Your Majesty, I have ordered people to breed cattle on a large scale. In just one year, the Qin Dynasty will have a batch of cattle to distribute to the people." Lu Buwei heard what King Zhuang Xiang said and saluted directly.

Although it is not possible to solve the problem of people having no cattle in their homes at once, it is still a way to do it step by step. I believe it will be available to every family in a few years. Lu Buwei is really thoughtful and can seize every opportunity.
Chapter completed!