The next morning, before the poor rooster, which had been killed with only a single seedling left, had time to crow, Xiao Han's yard began to get busy.
It was agreed last night that he was going to accompany Xue Pan into the city today.
After all, Xue Pan, a wealthy lady, cannot be allowed to go crazy in the wilderness with Xiao Han every day. She should also visit the city occasionally and buy some rouge and gouache along the way.
After having breakfast early, I had already set up the car.
The little trace that ran away to avoid disaster last night came back early this morning. I guess it also knows that it can easily become donkey meat when it is burned...
A donkey pulling the Xiao family carriage, which had been polished and polished, always looked a bit nondescript.
But since Xiao Han likes it, no one else can say anything. Besides, who stipulates that carriages can only be horse-drawn? Stand up and take a look, Xiao Han promises to "convince people with virtue"!
Taking General Hengha with him, followed by the four brothers A and Jia, the group started on the road.
The autumn morning was still a bit cool. Leaving Xiaodong behind to drive, Xiao Han got into the carriage and clung to Xue Pan. For some reason, he felt that there seemed to be some changes in Xue Pan today, as if he occasionally took advantage of him.
Being cheap is not that exclusive.
In order to verify this, Xiao Han stretched his claws to Xue Pan's waist...
"Snapped……"
The carriage was quiet for a moment, and Xiao Han grinned and touched the red mark on his back. Fortunately, he wore a lot of clothes today, otherwise this Tathagata palm would have saved him!
When the wheels run over the dirt road, the horse-drawn carriage with shock absorbers can't help but bump.
People are slowly working on the land on both sides of the road. A few bullocks are pulling wooden plows to plow the soil in the fields. Behind them are men waving whips and whipping loud whistles in the air from time to time.
The work of plowing seems very simple, but in fact it is very technical. It is usually done by experienced and mature men, and young men can only learn from their parents.
After finally waiting for the burning feeling on his back to subside, Xiao Han stuck his head out of the carriage with a grin on his face. When he saw a bullock walking into the field, his eyes lit up and he suddenly shouted "Stop!"
This sudden sound startled both Xiaodong who was driving the carriage and the man who was driving the plow. They all stopped what they were doing and looked at Xiao Han in the carriage.
Xiao Han ducked out of the carriage, standing on the ground and flexing his hands and feet. Then he smiled and bowed his hands to the man holding the plow, and the man nervously returned the gesture.
"Brother, I'm sorry to bother you, but what are you planning to plant?" Xiao Han asked politely.
The man was a little embarrassed. Whether it was the luxurious carriage or Xiao Han's exquisite clothes, it put pressure on him, but he still answered bravely: "Sir, I need to grow some wheat in this land."
"Wheat..." Xiao Han nodded, then looked at the wooden plow in front of the man, and asked a little strangely: "Brother, don't blame me, I suddenly looked a little awkward with the tool in your hand, I dare to ask you here
Are all plows like this?”
When the man saw that Xiao Han was always speaking politely, most of the nervousness in his heart disappeared, and his tone returned to normal. He patted the wooden plow in his hand and replied: "Yes, at least that's what I see! Even if the wood is different in size, it will always be the same.
I can't get rid of this look.
Hearing what the man said, Xiao Han's expression became more and more confused. He walked around to the side of the bullock and looked at the wooden plow carefully, with a deep expression on his face.
Xue Pan also stepped off the carriage to get some air. Seeing this, he came to Xiao Han's side and asked softly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Xiao Han straightened up, pointed at the wooden plow, nodded to Xue Pan and said: "There is something wrong. When I was in the fiefdom, I made a horse-drawn plow, which plowed the ground very fast! Not only because of the speed of the horse, but also because of the speed of the horse.
The wooden plows have also been modified, and their shape is more suitable for exerting force, so whether it is horse-drawn or ox-drawn, we have all used new plows long ago, but why are we still using this old tool here?"
"A new plow? Is it easy to use?" Somewhat surprisingly, Xue Pan, who should have kept his hands off the sun, was actually interested in farming tools.
"Very useful!" Xiao Han nodded affirmatively, then looked around, picked up a stone, squatted down and simply drew a sketch on the ground.
It’s just a quyuuli, which I learned when I was in school. At that time, Xiao Han was naughty and drew a bunch of random things based on the illustrations in the textbook. Unfortunately, he was caught by the teacher! Later, he was punished to draw quyuuli ten times.
Drawing Xiao Han makes me want to vomit! So now I can draw it very smoothly.
After finishing the sketch in twos and twos, Xue Pan looked at it three times curiously, but could not see any difference between the drawing and the old ox in front of him. However, the man holding the plow became more and more excited and even mooed beside him.
I couldn't even care about the lowing bullocks. I wished I could lie down on the ground and watch it bit by bit!
After all, I am someone who has been working with the land all year round. I can see the practicality of the tools in the painting at first sight! The curved beam makes it easier for the plow to push down, without having to press people down like it is now, and the plow seems to be
There are some differences, but the sketch is simple and the effect cannot be seen.
"Sir, what's the name of this thing?" The dark-faced man rubbed his hands and asked excitedly.
Xiao Han dropped the stones, patted the mud on his hands, and said to him: "The curved shaft plow! It is more labor-saving and faster than the straight shaft plow you are using now! But the craftsmanship will be more troublesome because of this
The plow disc is alive and can rotate, and the plowshare is best made of iron! It can plow deeply and turn over the soil at the same time!"
Xiao Han said it seriously, but the man couldn't hide his disappointment! He believed that Xiao Han didn't lie to him. Since troublesome craftsmanship means difficulty in manufacturing, it is estimated that it would be difficult to copy this kind of thing with just a sketch.
Xiao Han noticed the man's disappointment, pondered for a moment, and then waved to Xiaodong, who was watching the excitement: "Xiaodong, this is not far from home. Go back and ask Guan Lu to teach the carpenter to make a wooden plow for our family."
, send it here for me to try! If it works, put it here and let others copy it. Things like this cannot be hidden and only used in our own homes!"
"What? Young Master, you mean, you want to give us one? And you can copy it at will?" When the man heard Xiao Han's instructions to Xiaodong, he was dumbfounded! So much so that he could not recover from this sudden change for a while.
God came, and when Xiao Han got on the carriage after giving the instructions, he woke up from the bliss that fell from heaven, and hurriedly shouted to the carriage: "Young Master, do you dare to ask for his name?"
Xiao Han stretched out his arm on the carriage window and waved it casually, shouting mischievously: "Lei Feng!"
The donkey cart set off again, and Xiao Han, who unintentionally did another good deed, was almost moved to tears by his great deed, while Xue Pan in the carriage was wondering strangely: "Lei Feng? Who?"
