In spring, flowers bloomed, not only did the land be green, but nearly half of the mulberry branches that Yang Heng had cut before the New Year also sprouted green buds. Obviously, even if there was no germination, it would not work. The uncles also bought the remaining 200 acres of barren fields.

At this time, the uncles were not in a hurry to open up the land, but helped Yang Heng plant the raised mulberry seedlings. The mulberry seedlings were planted in ten acres of fields on the river bank, and then planted rice. After my uncle left, Yang Heng and his uncles set up the water truck early and watered ten acres of fields. The ten acres of fields became rice fields. The rice was not planted directly in the fields, but was first cultivated and then transplanted.

"Sister-in-law, my nephew, what kind of plow are you using? Otherwise, let's try it." When planting mulberry trees in front, the fields were not plowed, but the deep plowing of the new year before was enough. But rice was about to be planted and dry fields were all necessary to plow the fields again. So Yang Heng's new plow showed its power. I was holding the plow behind and Yang Heng pulled it in front.

But my mother's movements were too inconsistent. She couldn't help the plow. Yang Heng just needed to walk straight lines in front. The uncles found that my mother was holding the plow crookedly, but the fields were plowing very deeply and even at a very fast speed. But after a while, I became familiar with how to support the plow, and the speed became even faster. The uncles wondered, the plow usually requires two cows to pull in front, and even the person who was holding the plow behind had to carry the plow, which looked very tired, and the sister-in-law and nephew used what plow they were using.

Even though the uncles were not very good at farming, they could see how good the plow was, so they were naturally quite puzzled, so they even opened their mouths to plow the field and take a look.

"Uncle, I thought you would have to wait a while before you could see how good the plow was. Otherwise, you plow a circle first and I will explain it to you."

"Three, come and pull me, I'll support you from behind." Among these uncles, the second uncle still needs to know more about the fields. Who made him oldest and most exposed to the fields? So he had to support the plow.

"Okay, second brother, don't put it too deep. I may not be able to pull it. I don't have as much strength as my eldest nephew." As he said that, Uncle San put the rope on his shoulder. "Ah." Uncle San screamed and lay on the ground. This was because he had used his strength too much. He didn't pay attention and didn't keep up with the steps, so he naturally lay on the ground.

"Second brother, did you not insert the plow into the ground? Look, I have used so much effort. What if you flash my waist?" Uncle San complained.

"What? You use too much force. This is the new plow. You can't try harder slowly. I said, "Lao Lao, you are always so rough. Can't you be more steady? Okay, okay, you come and help the plow, I'll pull it." Uncle Er was not happy either.

As he spoke, the second uncle went to the front and took the rope from the third uncle's hand.

"Okay, second brother, I'll help you, you can leave." Uncle Er is naturally not as rough as Uncle Third, but he slowly exerted force, "Second brother, are you very tired? Or I'll put it lighter?" "No, you'll help you." As he said, Uncle Er mastered the strength and started to move forward. Slowly, Uncle Er's steps became faster. The field had been turned once before the New Year, so it was naturally easier to plow now. But even if you turn it over several times, it would not be so easy. Seeing that Uncle Er in front fell in love with this job, he ran away with the plow, but Uncle Third, who was holding the plow behind, was a little tired. This Plow was also a technical job. If it weren't for a good player, the Plow would naturally be plagued.

"Second brother, slow down, I can't keep up." "Second brother, third brother, please stop and let's try too." Uncle Fifth and uncle were also anxious, especially uncle, who seemed to have seen a new toy again. He is a carpenter. With new tools, how can he do it if he doesn't try it?

"This plow is really good, my eldest nephew, what is the saying about this?" After trying the new plow, my uncle first asked. "This should be a curved plow (Yang Heng is not very sure, because he doesn't know what a curved plow is, and he doesn't know what it should be called in every part of the plow). Look at uncle, this place is in a fixed direction, and this place has a fixed depth. As long as you pull it up or insert it, the depth will change. The most important thing above is this plowshare, and this place where the soil is turned over, they are all made of good iron. The plowshare is to break the soil below.

Then the plough turns the soil aside. Naturally, the speed is fast and very easy. I don’t know what the plow you used before." Although Yang Heng didn’t know what the old plow looked like, he had learned history before. The plow was really not powerful at this time. The plough should have appeared after Li Er became emperor or later, or somewhere, the prototype of the plough might have appeared. However, even after a new plow appeared, it was not as easy as Yang Heng made. This is a very good plow that has been transformed after thousands of years of history.

"Well, um, um, why didn't I think that just a few simple things, just combined them, the speed of plowing the fields is much faster, and even our families without cattle can easily plow the fields." The uncle regretted.

Although this is simple, not everyone can develop it. Even if Yang Heng had never seen such a plow, he would not have created it out of thin air. He really admires the person who developed the curved plow in later generations.

With the new plow, the farming work of Yang Heng's family naturally began smoothly. When my father came back, the fields of Yang Heng's family had been planted, and even the fields of the four uncles were planted. It was not Yang Heng's stingy, but Yang Heng also had his considerations and did not let the villagers know about the Quyuan plow. When my father came back, the woods had been cut out by my mother and Yang Heng to a width of more than 100 meters, and the uncles were behind.
Chapter completed!