The emergence of the curved shaft plow represents the peak development of the most important farming tool in ancient times, and agriculture has since entered an era of intensive farming.
Prior to this, agricultural tools such as straight-shaft plows were laborious and inefficient, and could not meet the requirements of intensive farming.
Without intensive farming, the yield will naturally be low.
Historically, the Quyuan Plow was improved step by step. In the end, it is unknown who improved the structure.
Quyuan Liqiang has been in use for more than a thousand years since its advent in the late Tang Dynasty, and no major changes were made during this period. It was not until the emergence of modern machinery that it was truly eliminated. Its scientific structural design thousands of years ago
It's obvious.
When Lin Wanwan was farming before, she saw that everyone was wasting time and effort in lifting and plowing the soil, and was unable to adjust the depth of the cultivated land, so she thought about getting some modern agricultural tools.
But she never took action. It was only now that she saw the prototype of the Quyuanli that Xiao Chong brought over that Lin Wanwan decided to flap her butterfly wings again.
She took a pen and paper, copied the structural diagram of the final version of Quyuanli on the computer screen, and then marked the names of the eleven component structures one by one.
After finishing the painting and writing, Lin Wanwan picked up the rice paper and blew it with satisfaction, trying to remember them all in her mind, then opened the space-time door and returned to the Datang study room.
It took Lin Wanwan twenty minutes to do these things in modern times, but only five minutes had passed in the Tang Dynasty.
She Shiran went downstairs with a plate of cherries and pretended as if nothing had happened. At this time, Xiao Chong and others had already arrived from the verandah to the lobby of the main house.
"Cousin, these are the cherries I grew in my greenhouse. You can try them."
Xiao Chong's eyes shone with a strange light, he smiled slightly, reached out and took one, stuffed it into his mouth, and praised: "Well, it's very sweet."
Xiao Qingyu raised her little head and shouted: "Mom, I want to eat too."
Lin Wanwan said: "Yes, yes, you and Aunt Yixun can go pick and eat them together, okay?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yixun took a step closer to Lin Wanwan and hummed softly: "I don't want to go to the flower room, I want to be here."
After saying that, she turned to look at Xiao Chong defensively, as if he would take away some treasure from her.
"It's up to you."
This was just an excuse. Xiao Yixun didn't want to pick cherries, but Lin Wanwan didn't care.
Xiao Qingyu happily took Rongrong and followed Yun Shang to the greenhouse. The little guy was happy as long as he had something to play with.
"Wan Wan, this is Wang Lang, who comes from the Wang family of Langxie and is also a descendant of the Mohist family. He is now a scribe in a county government."
"I, Wang Lang, pay my respects to the Lord of the country and wish him peace."
"Screen Wang, no courtesy." Lin Wanwan returned the salute gently.
After introducing the two of them, Xiao Chong said straight to the point: "Wanwan, I came here this time for the plow in front of me. This was modified by me and Secretary Wang on the basis of the long straight shaft plow. What do you think?
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"I think it's very good."
Lin Wanwan lowered her head and looked at the prototype of the Quyuanli in front of her, carefully comparing it with the final structure diagram of the Quyuanli that she had just seen in her mind.
Xiao Chong came to Lin Wanwan with such a thing because he hoped she could provide some opinions.
He always felt that the current plow was not perfect enough, was not flexible in maneuvering, and was not suitable for the small paddy fields in the Jiangnan area, so he came to discuss it with Lin Wanwan again...
Every time he comes into contact with Lin Wanwan, the other party always has many fantastic ideas, which always makes him enlightened. Therefore, he still likes to come to Linjiazhuang to find Lin Wanwan (of course, the food is also attractive).
Lin Wanwan had just returned to modern times to look up information in order to give Xiao Chong some "professional advice." When the other party asked her for her opinion, she naturally told him everything.
Lin Wanwan took out the shapes, sizes, and dimensions of the various parts of the object in front of her and discussed them with Xiao Chong and Wang Lang. Unconsciously, she discussed the ultimate version of Qu Yuuli.
"Wonderful, wonderful! Someone in Xiao Ming Mansion thinks that the advice proposed by Xiang Jun is excellent, and you can give it a try." Wang Lang looked at Xiao Chong with bright eyes.
Xiao Chong nodded slightly and said, "Then go back and let the craftsmen try to change it again."
Lin Wanwan smiled and said: "You don't have to wait so long. The third uncle in our clan happens to be good at carpentry. Let's go to his house now and ask him to give it a try."
"Okay." Xiao Chong agreed immediately.
The three of them then led a group of slaves carrying a plow and walked towards the third uncle's house.
It was already evening at this time, and those who had eaten early had already had dinner.
Many people squatting in front of their homes with bowls in their hands and chatting with their neighbors next door retreated back into the house when they saw Xiao Chong.
Only young people under the age of 16 and seniors over 60 were not afraid of Xiao Chong (they were all detached from the law and did not need to serve in the military) and happily stood in the yard to greet Lin Wanwan and Xiao Chong.
The two of them also smiled and responded to everyone, waving their hands as they walked, just like celebrities patrolling the streets.
"Wan Niang, where are you taking Xiao Mingfu to?" Patriarch Lin had a hoe on his shoulder, with a bamboo basket hanging on the end of the hoe. He had just returned from weeding the cotton field.
Lin Wanwan smiled back: "Let's go find Third Uncle to do some plowing. Uncle Patriarch, why are you coming back from the fields so late?"
"Ah, I went to the fields to hoe some newly grown weeds, just in time to bring them home to feed the sheep. These grasses grow too fast." Chief Lin replied, turning to look at the strange appearance of Shuqi on his shoulders.
of plow.
I walked quickly towards my home for a few steps, ready to put down my hoe and follow him to have a look.
There are no herbicides in Datang, so weeding has to be done manually, which is very laborious.
Although the cotton fields are concentrated together and belong to common property, Patriarch Lin, who has a strong sense of responsibility, will not slack off because of this. On the contrary, he always goes to the fields whenever he has free time.
However, compared to the Lin clan, who were mostly sea dwellers, Lujiazhuang was more nervous. The head of the Lu family who was lame on one leg wished he could live in a cotton field!
Their Lujiazhuang is a pure farmer, and they have a fixed "rental payment" to be submitted to the court every year. Unlike Linjiazhuang, they only need to pay sea tax.
Nowadays, this large cotton field is related to the "tune" that their Lujiazhuang will hand over this year. If the harvest is not good, it will be miserable, and they will have to sell iron to buy mulberry, flax and silk cloth to make up for it.
Therefore, this pair of old comrades-in-arms did not dare to relax for a moment. When they saw weeds growing up, they would go to the fields to hoe them together.
The most lazy men in the clan are now avoiding the two clan leaders, for fear that if they are not careful, they will be dragged by the clan leaders to work as coolies.
This is not a job for the whole family, so why should I do more? The work points done by Xiang Jun are not given to me more.
Illiterate farmers have no great wisdom but many small cleverness.
After walking for a while, Lin Wanwan took Xiao Chong to her third uncle's house.
"Third uncle, are you at home? I'll ask you to do some carpentry work."
"Hey, you're at home, is this Wan Niang?" The third uncle who was working in the back room heard Lin Wanwan's voice and hurriedly came out to greet her.