Since old man Yao entered the yard, his eyes have been staring at the bent plow and he has never left.
In his understanding, plows can only be pulled by oxen and horses, not by humans!
But the plow in front of him suddenly broke his knowledge for many years.
He squatted on the ground and kept stroking the curved plow shaft with his hands, his heart was shaking!
Can a plow still be made like this?
On the other side, Qin Ming helped Manager Zhao up, then patted him on the shoulder and said:
"According to the rules established by the previous institute, as long as the institute creates items that are beneficial to Zhuangzi's development, the government's treasury will allocate a sum of money to establish a new factory."
"The Quyuan plow you built has been certified to fully meet this standard, so I am here to wish you an advance congratulations. You will soon become the director of the Quyuan plow factory!"
Zhao Shisan almost shed tears of excitement when he heard this. Nowadays, there is no craftsman in Qinjiazhuang who doesn't want to leap over the dragon gate and become the director of the factory!
After all, everyone knows that as long as you become the director of the factory, it is almost certain that you will be removed from the low status!
[When I regain my freedom, I, Old Zhao, might be able to marry a chubby aunt! 】
Thinking of this, Zhao Shisan bowed to Qin Ming again and said:
"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhao, for your cultivation!"
Qin Ming nodded slightly. Then he did not reach out to help Zhao Guanshi. Instead, he patted his shoulder and said with a smile:
"Spring plowing is about to start. You must gather the people in the next two days and build a hundred curved shaft plows. The house will need them in a few days."
"Here. I'll arrange for someone to start building it today."
Qin Ming hummed, thought for a while and then said:
"These one hundred are for my own use. I will order someone to go to the steel factory later and ask Director Liu to make one hundred plow points and send them to you."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shisan immediately understood, patted his chest and promised:
"Don't worry, young master, I will make these Quyuan plows as soon as possible."
Qin Ming smiled and nodded. When he turned around and wanted to take Old Yao and others out of the institute, he realized that there was no one around him.
He looked around and quickly found the three of them. At this time, Yang Zijun and Mao Tu were standing at the entrance of the small courtyard with their backs to the courtyard.
Old man Yao was squatting next to the Quyuan Li, touching here and there, as if he was pondering the structure of the Quyuan Li.
Qin Ming thought about it and probably guessed the reason why Yang Zijun and Mao Tu didn't come in.
So he walked up to Old Man Yao. Seeing that Old Man Yao was looking at him seriously, he knelt down and asked:
"Mr. Yao, are you also interested in Quyuanli?"
Old Yaotou, who was squatting on the ground and thinking silently, turned his head suddenly when he heard Qin Ming's voice, stared at Qin Ming with his eyes, and said word by word:
"Is this what...you...came up with?"
Qin Ming touched his nose and said with a smile:
"How is this possible? This is what my master once mentioned accidentally. I just ordered someone to build it!"
Old Yao looked a little dazed when he heard this. After a while, he sighed and said:
"The right way is that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world!"
After saying this, Yao Mosheng suddenly felt something and said with emotion:
"Hey! I have never seen Master Wang Xian in my life, so it is in vain that I call you everyone!"
Qin Ming sweated profusely after hearing this!
A few moments
Qin Ming took the lost old man Yao out of the small courtyard.
"Zijun, Maotu."
Yang Zijun, who had a single ponytail, heard the voice behind him, turned his head with a smile, and said to Qin Ming:
"Sir, is the matter finished?"
Qin Ming smiled and nodded.
"You guys are all anxious, right? Come on, let's go back home for dinner."
Yang Zijun nodded and said yes.
....
On the way back home, Qin Ming suddenly remembered that he had not been to the rice fields for a while, so he turned to Yang Zijun and asked:
"Zijun, how are the seedlings growing in the rice fields recently?"
Yang Zijun smiled and said:
"The rice is growing very well recently, it's almost two and a half inches long!"
As Yang Zijun spoke, he gestured to Qin Ming with his thumb and index finger.
Qin Ming smiled and nodded when he heard this.
"That's good. I'll be free tomorrow. I'll go to the fields to take a look."
Maotu, who had been listening attentively, rolled his eyes when he heard what Qin Ming said.
She took out a thick notebook from her arms, walked quickly to Qin Ming, handed the notebook to Qin Ming with a smile and said:
"Sir, if you want to see it, why don't you go to the fields! The lady has this notebook!"
Yang Zijun was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red to his ears.
She stamped her little feet, stretched out her hand to press on Mao Tu's shoulders, and said sternly and restrainedly:
"Maotu, stop talking nonsense and return the notes to me quickly!"
Mao Tu glanced behind him and quickly put the notebook into Qin Ming's hand.
Qin Ming took the notebook, looked at Mao Tu and said doubtfully:
"here has?"
Maotu said with a smile while avoiding Yang Zijun's clutches:
"Miss, she spent a whole day in the rice fields yesterday and specially drew a color picture. It's at the end of the notebook. You might as well open it and take a look."
Qin Ming suddenly realized what he said!
Because Yang Zijun had drawn similar illustrations of rice in his notes before, Qin Ming didn't think much about it, casually opened the notebook and flipped directly to the back of the notes.
Yang Zijun jumped up and down anxiously when he saw this, trying to stop Qin Ming from opening the notes, but he kept being stopped by Mao Tu, the "rebel"!
Seeing that Qin Ming had opened the notes at this time, Yang Zijun's little face couldn't help but turn redder. She glared at the "rebel" in front of her!
He lowered his voice and said:
"Maotu, you damn girl, wait for me!"
Mao Tu glanced at Qin Ming, who was focused on his notes, pursed his lips, turned to Yang Zijun's ear and said:
"Miss, this slave is doing this all for you!"
"Since you like the young master, you can't just wait like this, right? At least you have to let the young master know your feelings!"
"Besides, you only drew two figures from behind in that painting, and you didn't name them, so what are you afraid of!"
Yang Zijun bit his lip lightly when he heard this.
She didn’t name her, but what she drew was a colorful picture!
Anyone who is not a fool can spot the pair of figures standing in front of the rice field, one is her and the other is Qin Ming.
After all, the clothes and buns of that group of figures are so recognizable!
When Qin Ming turned over the page and saw the colorful pattern, he was stunned.
There are two reasons,
First of all, he didn't expect Yang Zijun to be so proficient in painting!
The second one is in a lush and vibrant wheat field, with two backgrounds in front.
One of them is slightly taller, wearing a green shirt and a hosta on his head.
The other one is slightly shorter, has a golden crown on his head, a high single ponytail, and is wearing a red palace skirt!
.......
