Uncle Xi did not see Suzai immediately, because Dayi said that it was time to walk the chickens, so he would take the chickens to plow the fields. If Uncle Xi didn't mind, then he would go for a walk with him temporarily.
Uncle Xi naturally doesn't mind.
Nowadays, the eggs laid by the jungle fowl flock are finally allowed to partially hatch. Therefore, a row of chicks that have just shed their shells, waddling and following Gu Zi, form a long row, swaying on the field ridges. started walking.
When Uncle Xi came to the farmland, he saw strange things everywhere.
"I also saw this water diverter outside. It's much bigger than the one here. What is it?"
Uncle Xi asked about the origin of the canal, and Dayi explained to him, including the particularly large canal outside, and even gave him some popular science about the "water control strategy" expressed by Yu Zai.
Uncle Xi said that compared to Dayi, he knew a little more about water control. His eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded frequently.
He saw the waterwheel again, this strange thing, slowly turning on the edge of the ditch next to the cultivated land.
A totem stands crookedly in the farmland, in an inconspicuous corner.
"Is that their totem?"
Uncle Xi said: "Isn't it a sheep? It's a cow."
Dayi: "That's not the totem of the Chifang clan. I snatched it. There's a faulty god living in it."
Uncle Xi: "?"
Of course, this is just a small episode. In the eyes of the Tonghong family, Youhou God, who is extremely powerful and even needs to be respected carefully, is just a small local god in the eyes of Yi and Uncle Xi.
"The little god on earth..."
Youhou was dozing off when he suddenly felt like someone was looking down on him.
Of course, this is just an episode.
"Huh? What is that thing pulled by a cow...is it...a cow?"
Uncle Xi pointed to the two things that made bear roars with some uncertainty.
Dayi: "That's a plow."
The plow, a farming tool with a very high status in history, came into Uncle Xi's eyes.
Oxen pulled the plow, people led the oxen, and some people held a strange agricultural tool in their hands. Dayi told him that the cooperative tool of the plow was called a "rake."
A horizontal bar has nine teeth. Although Dayi didn't know why Juan Zai had nine teeth. After all, he had never seen it before. But according to Dayi's idea, it was probably something special, and it was used in sacrifices to the gods of the mountains in the south. Let’s use white animals to mean something.
Uncle Xi was very interested in the plow and the rake.
"Can I go down to the ground and touch it?"
Uncle Xi even had itchy hands. Dayi said that this was not something he could decide. He raised chickens and other people were responsible for cultivating the land.
Uncle Xi went down, and halfway through he saw a little pig digging into the ground.
"There are wild beasts here that destroy crops!"
What Uncle Xi saw was Douzi's butt, not his face. Of course, by this time, Confucius had already seen Dayi with a stranger, so he came over to explain and ask.
"Well...you are Da...are you Da Sheng's friend?"
Yusou did not speak directly to Dayi. This was probably a tacit understanding. Although everyone knew Dayi's identity, sometimes... In short, everything was done for the sake of Dayi's inspection and Wu's future.
"Could it be!"
Yu Fou suddenly opened his eyes and said in shock: "You are Wuchengzi!"
"ah?"
Uncle Xi was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands quickly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I am——"
Yu Fou: "Wuhui? You are Wuhui, Wuchengzi's younger brother..."
"I am Sheep Ji."
Uncle Xi felt that the people of this tribe were not serious at all and were a little nervous.
After explaining his origin, Uncle Xi also understood that the one with the butt sticking out was not a wild boar. Of course, he expressed that he wanted to try the rake. After Yufu handed the rake to him, he sent someone to find the witch. .
The man left, just in time to let Uncle Xi go to his land to try it out. The land was a newly reclaimed semi-barren land that was occasionally cultivated, mainly because of the lack of labor force. So Yu Zai said that the fields with insufficient labor force should be opened up. After that, don’t cultivate intensively, but just harvest widely and plant thinly.
After all, if you don’t have enough people, you can’t change it. Instead of leaving the land uncultivated, it’s better to harvest more thin seeds, which is to return to the primitive agriculture of spreading seeds, and just do it occasionally. This kind of operation is especially liked by people in the Zhou Dynasty. .
Uncle Xi waved the rake, which was quite exciting to dance with. It happened that a stone ox plowed the field here, so Uncle Xi followed the stone ox and used the rake to plow up the soil from the field. Cut into pieces.
"These things are much easier to use than the farm tools from the Central Plains."
Uncle Xi took care of the land for a while, during which he was almost kicked by a stone cow. However, he did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, he was very happy and excited. This time, he seemed not to be an old man in his seventies, but to have regressed by three decades. The teenage years have returned to what they were like at the end of their prime.
It would be great if these things existed before.
"The farming methods of the land have changed. It is very different from the Central Plains!"
Whether it was a plow or a rake, or the compost soil that Uncle Xi saw again, the retting pit, or the essence that had been harvested and was continuing to grow, or it was already as thick as a jasper cumulus cloud. The vast rice fields...
Uncle Xi walked to a new field and saw crops that he had never seen before.
"This is taro!"
Yu Fou told him: "This is a good thing. When we first came here, we almost starved to death, but we relied on it to survive! The edible parts are all underground!"
Uncle Xi fiddled with the taro leaves growing on the ground, and then fiddled with the soil. Although they were close to the soil, Uncle Xi could feel the vigorous vitality of these crops in this field.
Gululu...
Someone was pushing a wheelbarrow across the field. Uncle Xi's eyes widened when he saw that thing!
No good thing, in Uncle Xi's eyes, was as shocking as the wheelbarrow he saw at this moment!
The huge amount of goods was placed on the wheelbarrow like this, and the person pushing the cart could easily carry it. If he were to carry it alone, and if he was not a totem warrior, he would never be able to withstand so many things.
"Xuanyuan!"
Uncle Xi pointed at the wheelbarrow, almost grinning from ear to ear, and Yu Fou was also startled. Dayi came over with the chickens and said to Uncle Xi: "It's not Xuanyuan, it's just a wheelbarrow."
Xuanyuan refers to the "car" built by the black technology expert Huangdi. In fact, it should only refer to the "guide car". After all, the real two-wheeled vehicle was made by Xi Zhong during the period of Xia Yu, who was the Xue clan. , that is, the tribe that specializes in manufacturing domestic Wuling.
However, no one knows how to make the compass. For Huangdi, no craftsmanship could be passed down, so it was probably his traditional skill.
Uncle Xi couldn't calm down, and Dayi invited him to visit the salt fields and wells.
Take a closer look, look here, look at this "paradise".
