The next morning, before the poor rooster, which had been killed with only one seedling left, had time to crow, Xiao Han's yard started 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 go to the city occasionally and buy some rouge and gouache.
After having breakfast early, Lunzi 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 was 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 others with virtue"!
Taking General Hengha with him, followed by four brothers, Brother A, 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. Cheap is not so exclusive.
In order to verify this, Xiao Han stretched his claws to Xue Pan's waist...
"Snapped……"
The carriage was silent 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 palm of Tathagata would have knocked him out of his skin!
The wheels rolled over the dirt road, and the shock-absorbing carriage could not 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 car 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 and stood on the ground to move 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 tension 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.
At this time, 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. It plowed the ground very fast! Not only because of the speed of the horse, but also because 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 stayed away from 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 curved shaft plow, I learned it when I was in school. Xiao Han was naughty at that time 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 by drawing Quyuanli ten times, which made Xiao Han want to vomit! So it’s very easy to draw now.
After finishing the sketch in twos and twos, Xue Pan looked at it three times curiously, but couldn't 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 them bit by bit!
After all, he is someone who has been dealing with the land all year round. The practicality of the tools in the painting can be seen at first glance! The curved girder makes it easier for the plow to exert force downwards, without the need for people to press down like it is now. Moreover, the plow seems to be somewhat different, 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: "Curved shaft plow! It is more labor-saving and faster than the straight shaft plow you are using now! However, the craftsmanship will be more troublesome because of this The plow plate 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 did not lie to him. Since the troublesome process meant that it was difficult to manufacture, it would be difficult to replicate 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 well, put it here and let others copy it. Things like this cannot be hidden and used only 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 what Xiao Han told Xiaodong, he was dumbfounded! So much so that he didn't recover from this sudden change for a while. When Xiao Han finished giving instructions and stepped onto the carriage, he woke up from the bliss that fell from heaven and hurriedly shouted towards the carriage: "Young Master, do you dare to ask me 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, but Xue Pan in the carriage was wondering strangely: "Lei Feng? Who?"
