Chapter 95 Deep-rooted

Author: light purple astringency

Jiang LaoTou and Jiang LaoEr pushed the newly-baked cars to the villagers one by one, and boasted about how they worked overtime and how hard they worked, just to not delay the villagers' summer harvest, etc.

Then, when the villagers received the giant wheel cart, they found that it was indeed more useful, stronger, and better looking than the one Jiang Changan rolled out from the mountains.

So, they readily paid the remaining balance and wanted to order a threshing machine. This was a blind belief in Jiang Changan, even if he didn't see the actual threshing machine.

However, Jiang Laoer shook his head firmly and did not dare to accept, "The threshing machine is different. It also uses iron parts. It is too precious. If it is sold low, our Jiang family cannot afford to lose. If it is sold high,

I can't help the folks in my hometown.

So I have to wait until my daughter makes the actual object to see how much it actually costs, and then set the price. Then the folks will see if they want to buy it."

Nonsense, the giant wheelbarrow is indeed easy to use, but it is made of wood and is easily worn when pushed and loaded frequently, so Jiang Changan's charges are not high at all.

But threshing machines are different. They cost high, are widely used, and are durable. If a threshing machine is well maintained, it can be passed down for generations without problems.

As soon as Jiang Chang'an said it, Old Man Jiang knew how to operate it. This was a very precious thing. He told Mr. Jiang to treat it with caution and not to easily book out the quota for the threshing machine.

The Jiang family naturally received another wave of praise from kind people.

The giant cart of the Jiang family's second house harvested a sum of money, wood, grain, and pottery. It just needs to be dried in the kiln tonight and delivered tomorrow, and there will be another income.

Of course, half of the credit belongs to the old couple, but Old Man Jiang insists on receiving only 30%. He is a kind old man who loves his juniors.

Sanfang also made money by making ice and selling sugar water. Jiang was very excited, using her simple stove to develop new flavors of sugar water, adding red dates, even if it is ice water, it will not be too cold; and

The mung bean soup that relieves summer heat tastes really good. I’m going to try it again tomorrow.

At this time, Mr. Jiang came back drunk and in a good mood. He stopped beating and scolding his wife and children. He also praised Jiang Jiawen. When he saw the old man, he said hello again, as if he didn't remember that he was raped last night.

Things that were scolded to death.

But Old Man Jiang's face was very dark, because this stupid son was very likely to be in partnership with the clan, or he was used as a gunman by the clan members and went to the Yamen to report the village secrets.

Even before the limelight of this matter passed, he was able to open up his courage and drink. The more he saw this, the colder his heart became.

You know, wine is a luxury product for farmers. There is not enough food to eat, so who will use life-saving food to make wine?

It is only during festivals and festivals that after the family worships gods, men can be seen at the banquet after having a drink or attending weddings or weddings.

Boss Jiang was drunk at this time. How much wine did he drink? Or how many bad things did he do to be worthy of being bribed by the clan with precious wine?

"What have you been doing?! Do you know what happened at home? Your brother was almost beheaded by the government, but you, the eldest brother, don't care about it, right?"

The more he thought about it, the more chilled Old Man Jiang became, and his brows furrowed tightly. He couldn't figure out how he could raise such a son, who was so different from his ideal eldest son.

Boss Jiang laughed loudly, "Dad, aren't you embarrassing me? Their second and third bedrooms have done something illegal. Do you want your eldest son to disobey the county magistrate's order and rescue those criminals?"

You really only think that I am a long-term worker, and you use your eldest son as a donkey to raise those fools, idiots, and cold-blooded black-hearted people.

I don't want to serve you, I am the eldest son, I must protect myself and leave a lasting legacy for the Jiang family."

If Mr. Jiang was drunk, what he said was quite clear, but his resentment was too deep, which was also his deep-rooted thought.

Old Jiang staggered. Sure enough, it was Old Jiang who went to the county government to report the news? He betrayed the village. Otherwise, how could he say that the second and third bedrooms had committed an incident, but in fact, only the third bedroom and his wife were arrested.

In this way, if Master Song and Li Shushen were not present today, then the second room of their Jiang family would also have suffered. For example, Jiang Changan, whether it was ice or salt, it was actually she who created it.

Old Man Jiang felt cold all over. He didn't expect that his eldest son, who had just watched indifferently before, now wanted to frame someone, who was his niece and brother.

Seeing that Old Jiang was greatly hit, Jiang Laoer stopped trying to comfort him. This old man was just looking for abuse. He had given up on the boss anyway. As long as it didn't harm their second wife, he could do whatever he wanted. If it really harmed their family, then

He will also fight back.

Jiang Laoer didn't care about the father and son's quarrels with each other, and went directly to the main room to eat. Old Jiang didn't feel good about making money, but the people in the second room still felt it was good.

In the main room, all the children gathered here, and they were invited by Mrs. Jiang to have dinner together. Now that she has made money, she just wants to give her grandchildren something good to eat, not just her son and daughter-in-law.

The food was very sumptuous, and Mrs. Jiang was frying it and carrying it to the dining hall.

Several children were discussing their homework with Jiang Changan. Jiang Changan taught a little summary every night, and then asked them to do exercises or recite key points, while he himself was drawing drawings, and Li Shushen was helping.

The first thing I drew was the sickle, which has a wavy mouth, is thin, and curved. It is very different from the traditional thick sickle.

Li Shushen knew the key at a glance, "Is it made of improved refined iron?" Because if it is made of thick iron, the gears will break easily.

"Yes, after the Fengshou family's iron furnace is renovated, the iron produced will be more refined and will definitely meet the requirements." Regarding technical issues, Jiang Changan has always been confident.

"This formula is different, you have to mention it to the teacher." If this new iron is used in weapons, it will definitely make the Song Dynasty's military strength further. It must be in the hands of the imperial court, otherwise the emperor will not feel at ease.

Jiang Changan is also more likely to be approached by people with ulterior motives to cause trouble.

"Oh, then I'll just give the formula and drawings to the teacher." Li Shushen's concerns must have his intentions, Jiang Changan heard that, although she didn't think this technique was very powerful.

Jiang Changan finished drawing the sickle, and then drew the gears and bearings of the threshing machine. The latter was more complicated and she would have to do the coding herself tomorrow.

Jiang Changan had his own set of logic in his mind, and a certificate system to check information. He quickly drew the drawings of the threshing machine, with the dimensions clearly marked.

This wave of smooth operations was as simple as eating for ordinary people, which made Li Shushen, who had always been proud, feel convinced.

I am very curious about the background of the little monster. When will they reveal all their secrets to each other?

After dinner at Jiang's house, Li Shushen went back, of course to his private school on the mountain, but before leaving, he looked at Jiang Chang'an deeply and left without saying anything.

Some time after dinner, Jiang Changan taught his family how to practice Kung Fu, which is simple Sanda. It is simple and effective to keep, and can be learned by children and adults, except of course the two elderly people.

Elderly people in farm families also work all day long, so there is no need to worry that they are not getting enough exercise, as long as they are not tired.

And both married couples learn it, of course for fighting purposes.

Other children simply love it and are particularly willing to learn.

However, the Xingtao sisters did not dare to do so, because they felt that the girl's actions were very unsightly, so they just watched from one side.
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