Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 7 Plow

Feng Yong finally couldn't control his legs, kicked him, and cursed: "Fuck! A piece of paper can also be used as a family heirloom? Give it to you, give it to you, if you make something I won't let me Satisfied, see how I clean up you!"

Ding Er took a kick, but it became natural. After listening to Feng Yong's words, he hurriedly put the paper in his arms, gave another big gift, and then ran away with a smile.

The housekeeper on the side finally couldn't help laughing, pointing at the old man Ding who ran far away and laughing at Feng Yong, and said, "It's just that Ding Er took advantage of the lord, and it's a good thing with a sense of style, just give it like this. He's gone. I'm afraid the waist will be harder than others when this thing goes back."

The picture above is the real baby, okay?What's so precious about a piece of paper?Forget it, in fact, paper is a very rare thing these days, and Feng Yong felt powerless again.Well, before the artifact was born to show its power, how could the world know how precious the drawings of the artifact were?

"Oops, I'm confused!" Feng Yong patted his head, and there was a drawing of an iron pot and stove in his arms. Originally, he wanted to ask old man Ding if he could make an iron pot after explaining the matter of Quyuanli. Now it was interrupted, but it was forgotten.Immediately, he reached into his arms, took out another piece of paper, handed it to the housekeeper, and said, "I have to trouble Uncle Zhao to make a trip to build a new stove for the house, just press the one on it, and then build another iron like this. Pot. I have my own use."

I've wanted to build an iron pot for a long time, but I never had the chance. Now, taking advantage of the opportunity to transform the Quyuan Plow, I can build it together.

"Iron?" The butler looked at the drawings for a while, "But I don't know how big the master will make?"

"It's not big, that's all, it's smaller than a grinding disc." Feng Yong gestured to the housekeeper, and his hand made an arc, "Be careful to be smooth inside and out, do you understand what smoothing means? That's it. ,so……"

This time, it was the butler's turn to have a toothache, and he took a breath: "My lord, I'm afraid this will cost a lot! And I have to go to the city to do it, so I'm afraid there won't be much silk left at home to buy chickens."

The housekeeper didn't feel bad for silk. In this year's thinking, food is the confidence, and the Feng family has not yet saved the money.

"You can buy fewer chickens. If you can't raise three hundred chickens, then raise a hundred chickens, and then raise more. But this thing can't be delayed any more. For me, I would rather not raise chickens, but this thing is not enough. It's essential."

The housekeeper nodded, "Listening to what the lord said, it seems that this thing is extremely important, and the old servant will arrange it as soon as possible."

"That is, this thing can't be made, and meat is tasteless!"

Most of the current cooking methods are boiling, which is to put the food in a clay pot, boil it with water, cook it into a paste, add a few ingredients at most, and then serve it on the table.If you can eat meat at home, you can also roast it. Sprinkle some salt after roasting. The key is that most people can't eat meat.The last step is to fry, such as pan-frying woks, take a clay pot and grill it on the fire, then put the woks on the top, and then serve the table after frying, even saving the ingredients.

Now that the conditions have finally changed, Feng Yong can't wait.

Ding Er's work ability is good and the efficiency is very high. It was only at noon on the third day that he rushed in front of Feng Yong who was fishing with the well-made curved plough.

"Ahhhh! Stop, stop, what are you doing? You scared the fish away." Feng Yong was taken aback and stood up and yelled at Ding Er.

"Plough..." Ding Er's clumsy expression made people want to kick him at first sight.I saw him pointing to the plow lying on the ground, and it took him a long time to say, "It's done, please take a look at the master."

So fast?Of course Feng Yong saw the plow, but he still felt incredible. He saw that Ding Er's eyes were covered with red blood, and then he understood. It seems that this guy started work as soon as he got back. It is estimated that he stayed up late to drive out. is an activist.But even so, in Feng Yong's opinion, the speed is a bit fast?
The housekeeper who was running behind arrived at this time out of breath, and then leaned over the willow tree beside him and was unable to speak for a while.

Feng Yong bent down and looked at the first curved plough in the history of the world, um, yes, the carpenter's craftsmanship is not bad, the whole body is made of wood, although the plough is divided into several parts and then assembled, but when Feng Yong holds it. The handle of the plow was shaken vigorously, but I felt that all the parts were cleverly and tightly mortised together, and the whole curved plough gave a feeling of being integrated.Of course, it can't compare to the all-iron construction of later generations, but it's not bad to be able to make it like this.

"This, plowshare, why don't you use an iron plate?" Feng Yong suddenly pointed to the plowshare and asked.

"My lord, in a small family's home, it's the blessing of the lord to be able to eat and eat, and still want iron? That's all, it was Ding Er and his three children who drove out together for two nights before they were driven out. In a hurry, it is reasonable to make the lord dissatisfied, that is, let the lord take a look and see what needs to be revised." The butler finally recovered his anger and quickly explained beside him.

Feng Yong smacked his mouth and was embarrassed again. He still couldn't get rid of his previous thinking. The iron thing, a farmer who has been busy in the farmland all his life, is afraid that he will hardly see a few pieces in his life.It turns out that there are three sons to help in the family, no wonder it can be made in two days.

"Then, Uncle Zhao, isn't our family going to the city to make an iron pot? Ask Ding Er to make a plowshare according to this, and then take the plowshare to the city and ask the blacksmith to make an iron piece and set it on it. "

The land needs to be ploughed deeply in order to produce more grain.Without the iron ploughshare, where would the deep ploughing come from?
"The old servant knows." Butler Zhao responded, turning around and kicking Ding Er, "What are you still doing? I didn't hear the master's words, hurry up and make another plowshare."

Ding Er was kicked, but he smirked, glanced at the housekeeper gratefully, bowed to Feng Yong, and was about to turn and leave while carrying the Qu Yuanli.

"Wait," Feng Yong suddenly thought of something, "This plow, all three of your sons helped to do it?"

"Go back to the master's house, yes." Ding Er replied blankly.

"How many children do you have in your family? How old are they?"

"Three boys and one girl. The eldest is fourteen, and the girl is the youngest, just ten years old this year. The old is 23 and the old is 32."

"Well, the boss doesn't matter. For the remaining few babies, pick a smart one and send them to the mansion to do things. Both boys and girls will do. The mansion is short of manpower recently."

It seems that this Ding Er and his wife are very powerful, they have given birth to three boys for three consecutive years.

"Ah?" Ding Er was at a loss again.

"Ah what?" The housekeeper couldn't see it, and kicked it again, "Why don't you thank the master soon, what a great deed!"

The butler's legs were quite strong, and with a single kick, Ding Er was staggered.

Only then did Ding Er react, he threw the plow, and hurriedly threw himself down and kowtowed in front of Feng Yong.

"Stop!" Feng Yong flashed to the side, "No more kowtow."

Ding Er immediately got up.

The quality of this wooden plow is really good, Feng Yong ignored Ding Er, who was so excited that he was about to twist his body into a twist, and then stood up the wooden plow and looked at it carefully.Just now, Ding Er suddenly threw the wooden plow on his shoulders to the ground. Feng Yong was worried that it would fall apart, but now it seems that it is still strong and there is no loose place. It seems that the craftsmanship of Ding Er's family is really good.

"Not bad." Feng Yong let go of the wooden plow, clapped his hands, and said to Ding Er, "Just like this, make another one sooner." He turned to the housekeeper and said, "Uncle Zhao, one of these iron plowshares is not enough, so let's make another one. Two."

Originally, I just wanted to make one to see if it could be used, but now I didn't expect that the curved plough made of wood, apart from not having the weight of later generations, is not too far from the later generations, and the quality is decent - at least not as good as it can't. Compared with the deep ploughing straight plough, this one can definitely plough the land deeper.There are two cows in the family, so it is natural to have to make two, and it will not cost much to make an extra iron ploughshare.

As for why Ding Er asked a child to work in the house, this is naturally Feng Yong preparing for the great cause of raising chickens.Although it is said that you will not buy chicks until after the summer planting, it does not mean that you should not prepare in advance now.Anyway, there are so many children in Dinger's family, it's not a big problem to have one less help.

(End of this chapter)