"This is..." Carpenter Long and the others looked at each other. They felt a bit like someone plowing the fields, but it was completely different from the plowing people they had seen.
"Sacred weapon!" Li Zhao said lightly without explaining much.
Everyone immediately understood that it was probably something similar to the tool just now.
"Then... let's go down first?"
"Okay!" Li Zhao watched them leave.
People close to him, such as Xiaoqing Xiaohong, Wu Diaosi, and Li Zhong, all spoke.
"Your Highness, that drawing just now..."
"Ah, it was given by a white-bearded old man in my dream!" Li Zhao started lying.
Everyone rolled their eyes.
"Well, I actually learned it myself."
"Your Highness...do you believe it yourself?"
Li Zhao was speechless. You see, no one believed me when I told the truth.
"Can that thing just now really increase speed?"
"necessary!"
"What about the second thing?"
"Improve the efficiency of farming!"
"Is it as fast as the prince said?"
“How many acres of land can be cultivated now even with cattle?”
"Well...it's very fast to be able to farm two or three acres a day."
"It is no exaggeration to say that I can cultivate at least ten acres a day! Hey, don't leave... what I said is true."
Li Zhao looked at the people leaving to work and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Why don't you believe it?
Li Zhao was also helpless. He was very tired today and wanted to sleep. When he thought that the pigweed hadn't been cut yet, he had to go out. Fortunately, it was already approaching dusk and the sun was not too hot, so he could still bear it. live.
As soon as he put on the straw hat, he felt like he was going to become the Pirate King, ahem, the man of Jiaozhou King!
Pushing the cart, carrying a bamboo basket and a sickle, Li Zhao began today's journey of cutting pigweed.
As a master, it is impossible for him not to work, but he can't do the work that is too heavy, and he still can't do the work that is too technical.
After thinking about it, the only way to gain a sense of presence without being too tiring is to cut pigweed.
"Hey, are you there too?"
Zhao Jingru looked up. Her skin was tanned a lot, but she still looked very delicate, and her words revealed an indescribable gentleness.
The green grass made it very convenient for Li Zhao and Zhao Jingru to mow the grass.
There are rich types of grass here. According to Yang Daqiang, pigs can only grow better if they eat more types of grass.
However, Zhao Jingru and Li Zhaobi's movements are much more unfamiliar.
The two of them didn't have the awkwardness of meeting again after a long separation. It was like they were in Shang Food Prison, where everyone occasionally exchanged words.
"How much do you need to cut?" Zhao Jingru asked again.
Her movements were very slow, and even when she was cutting pigweed, she created a different kind of beauty.
Li Zhao thought about it seriously and said, "It needs at least four baskets."
"So many?" Zhao Jingru's pretty face showed surprise, her bright eyes gleaming.
She also realized that if this basket was compacted, it could hold a lot.
"That's right!" Li Zhao said: "There are a lot of pigs over there. Even if you look at the four baskets, there aren't many of them, but if you really chop them up and cook them, there won't be much of them. They won't even be enough for one meal."
Zhao Jingru's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, as if she was trying to discern whether this sentence was true or false.
"Haven't you seen a pig yet?"
"Yeah!" Zhao Jingru nodded slightly, with expectations in her eyes.
"Then I'll take you to see it later?" Li Zhao said.
"Okay, okay!" Zhao Jingru nodded excitedly.
"Then we have to cut it quickly, and I have to do other things." Li Zhao grinned.
"Okay!" Zhao Jingru nodded, speeding up, her delicate little face tightened, looking very serious.
Li Zhao also smiled when he saw this. He picked up the grass with his left hand and cut it lightly with the sickle in his right hand. The grass was successfully obtained.
Li Zhao was very fast. He was as clumsy as Zhao Jingru at first, but the more times he did it, the faster he became.
When the two bamboo baskets were completely filled, Zhao Jingru still had half of the basket left.
Li Zhao's fast pace was a bit too much for his waist. When he stood upright, he felt that everything in front of his eyes was dark.
Holding a sickle in one hand and hammering his lower back with the other, Li Zhao couldn't help but sigh that his physical condition was still too poor.
If this had been the case in my previous life, I would have never breathed.
Fortunately, this body is very young and highly malleable.
Li Zhao knew how much this body weighed, so he never pretended to do things that were beyond his physical capabilities.
But he will not slack off, and he will rush to do whatever work he can.
The body is the capital of revolution, and Li Zhao does not want to regret it in the future because of physical problems.
Zhao Jingru had to rest after working for a while. She was a princess who had never endured much hardship. If it hadn't been for the long journey for more than a month before, she would have been unable to even cut the grass.
"Are you tired?" Li Zhao asked, sweating profusely.
Zhao Jingru wiped her sweat, nodded obediently, and said: "In the past, I thought that ordinary people were just husbands and raised children, living a simple life..."
A wry smile appeared on her face, that was just an imaginary life passed down from mouth to mouth.
In just one day, she experienced the helplessness and hardship of life.
She felt ashamed when she thought about her previous behavior of spending money lavishly.
Yaya had to work for a long time to get enough money for her casual meal.
Li Zhao sighed: "Yes, the people at the bottom are always the ones who have the hardest time!"
Zhao Jingru imitated Li Zhao and compacted the grass in the bamboo basket again and again, and asked: "Will there really be a day when the world will be unified?"
There was confusion in her eyes, but also a hint of hope.
Li Zhao looked at Zhao Jingru's face, a little crazy, and forgot to reply for a while.
Zhao Jingru noticed something strange, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she quickly looked away.
"You...what are you looking at?" Her voice was a little soft, and you really couldn't tell unless you listened carefully.
Li Zhao woke up and coughed dryly: "I think maybe there will be a day when the world will be unified!"
"Huh?" Zhao Jingru couldn't help but look over again, and said with expectation in her voice: "Really?"
Li Zhao pursed his lips, sat down on the thick grass, and said, "I think there is still hope... Do you want to hear about the Wu Kingdom in my mind?"
Zhao Jingru was obviously very interested. She also wanted to imitate Li Zhao and sit down, but she was still a little reserved and couldn't let go.
"In my ideal Wu Kingdom, everyone should have a new house, all built with bricks, and the windows should be all glazed."
Zhao Jingru couldn't help but fantasize in her mind, but she also felt that Li Zhao's idea was a bit too unrealistic.
How much does a brick house cost?
Glass is very expensive, right?
"Every household has several acres of good land. They can grow their own food and don't have to worry about taxes. Each household has their own rations for the next year in their granary. They can eat meat and don't have to drink porridge. …”
"The village is very harmonious. The roads are wide and smooth. They are not muddy roads. People's feet will not hurt when walking on them." Li Zhao talked and recalled the country in his previous life: "Even ordinary people can send gifts." Their children go to school and everyone has a job."
