Second Sister Nongmen has space

Chapter 438
Jiang Wanru and Tang Qingluan had always been at odds, so they didn't speak at this time, their eyes were full of approval.

Cao Jing said indifferently: "Tang Qingluan, you are wrong, if Madam Xu didn't scare us to death first, how could we be obedient."

Coming out of Beijing, in order to get rid of the arrogance of the noble ladies along the way, Madam Xu treated them harshly, and was even scolded by corporal punishment, which was extremely humiliating.

Cao Jing clearly remembered that she was forced to sing a ditty by Mother Xu because she didn't like to talk.

They used to be noble, if they hadn't become sinners, they wouldn't have listened to a nanny calling them around.

Now that she is waiting for someone to win the limelight, she is no longer a timid sinner, and she can't help but sneer.

Nanny Xu didn't get too angry, these smart girls would be sensible when they met a bloody mess.

What puzzled her was: Mrs. Wu Ya obviously didn't like these maidservants, but why did she have such preferential treatment? Shouldn't she be rewarded immediately?

Whether in the palace or other wealthy families, as long as there are ambitious maidservants, they will be kicked out immediately.

But Tang Qingluan, Cao Jing, Jiang Wanru, how could they be treated with courtesy?

She looked at Tang Qingluan and the others who were a little carried away with joy at this moment, and shut up wisely.

Mother Xu never imagined that Mrs. Wu Ya would use such a trick. According to the custom of the Di people, she just sends people to the tent, as long as they can have children.

It is Song Liyun who thinks of using talents to the extreme.

Wan Youyou was arranged by Song Liyun to live with Yuquan and also to teach her Di dialect.

The other thing is to find a craftsman who is good at woodworking, and cooperate with Wan Youyou to make a wood machine that can control two wire hammers.

Several noble girls have been arranged, and each of them has something to do.

In the white tent, Song Liyun was also scratching his head.

Zhao Tingduo came back from hunting, changed clothes and sat next to her, put his arms around Song Liyun's waist, looked at the spread of papers and said with a smile, "I heard from Aunt that you haven't gone out in the tent all day, is it true?" What are you thinking about?"

Song Liyun showed him the drawings she had drawn: "Do you still remember our waterwheel in Suijin Town?"

Of course Zhao Tingduo remembered the waterwheel that could hammer wood pulp day and night, and he personally went into the water to help press it that day.

His eyes lit up: "Do you want to install water trucks in the tribe?"

There is indeed a river in the Kara Valley, but the water flow is gentle and cannot move the waterwheel.

But now it has been frozen into a thick block of ice early, and even water needs to be drilled.

Song Liyun smiled and shook his head: "The river here is flat, how can it be possible to turn the waterwheel!"

"What's that for?" Zhao Tingduo rested his chin on Song Liyun's shoulder, and looked at the drawings from her ear, only seeing a few long wooden boards and a ring runner.

"I want to be a big windmill!" Song Liyun turned around and kissed Zhao Tingduo on the cheek.

"I said before that there used to be a country that installed large wind wheels everywhere, let the wind drive the blades, and then let the blades drive the turntable below, which can be used to grind flour, flour, and hair...Anyway, as long as the craftsman is skillful, it can Use that turning power on everything you need."

Zhao Tingduo became interested, quickly took a few pieces of paper, looked at all the parts on it carefully, and asked, "What is this?...Fan blades! Oh!...This is the axis, I know , like a big wheel axle."

"Ayun, we installed a windmill on Kara Mountain, which is the first windmill on the Dilu Grassland!"

Song Liyun nodded and smiled: "It's just that the workmanship is complicated, I'd better ask the master craftsman to find out!"

The Wuda tribe has carpenters who can only make carts and simple furniture.

This time, there was a craftsman sent by An Guogong. Although he was best at making cabinets and delicate jewelry boxes, he could also build houses and other large items.

Thinking about the spinning hammer with Wan Youyou, it can still be seen that he has a good brain.

"It's easy to handle. You go to Aniang's side and wait. I'll ask Lang Mu to look at the drawings with Master Zheng."

Zhao Tingduo was not too tired, so he put on his clothes and shoes immediately, turned around and went to the carpenter of the tribe and the craftsmen he sent.

When Song Liyun arrived at Madam Wu Ya's tent, Madam Beggar was there, talking to Madam vividly.

Seeing Song Liyun coming in, Mrs. Wu Ya smiled and said, "Ah Yun, come here quickly. The beggar is talking about the double wire hammer. I tried using it on a shaking machine today, and it can twist three wires."

Song Liyun sat beside the firepit with a smile: "Oh! Miss Wan and the others are pretty fast! It was only said yesterday that there are only two."

The beggar said: "It's just troublesome. One person has to shake the machine and the other twists the wool. It's not much faster than before!"

Where reform is accomplished overnight, it has to go from unfamiliar and clumsy to proficient.

Song Liyun said: "As long as there is no need for people to shake the machine in the future, two people can twist six wires!"

The beggar smiled and said: "Young Madam was joking, if you don't shake the machine, how will the hammer turn, otherwise you need to throw the hammer down."

At this moment, Yuquan came in, and she also heard Song Liyun say that she could twist six threads, and she was surprised: "Young Madam, is this true? It would be great if you could twist one more thread, but if two people twist six threads, then it's not bad." Grow a few more hands."

The beggar smiled: "Stupid children! That can't be a spider."

Zhao Tingduo, who had gone to the carpenter soon, brought back news and solved the problem perfectly.

Big windmills can be built, but they only need a lot of wood.

Just in the spring, the tribe cut down trees from the mountains and piled them up in order to settle in the Kara Valley, so the young people in the tribe stopped hunting and all worked in the open space.

The tribe also became lively. The children played and played with the adults who carried the tree, and chased the dog to run in the felt room.

The sound of laughter spread into the yurt where Madam Xu and the others lived.

Tang Qingluan put down his pen, rubbed his sore wrist, and muttered, "This damn place is poor, dirty, and noisy.

I don't even have a good pen, and the paper is too rough, worse than the ones used by servants! "While getting up and looking outside.

On the opposite side, Jiang Wanru also put down his pen, looked at his own handwriting, then at Tang Qingluan's, and sneered, "Your handwriting was also taught by a university scholar? I heard that the Rongguo government specially invited the public to look good. It seems that it is really a waste of money to be a master with a bachelor's degree!"

"You're talking nonsense! Jiang Wanru, who is like you, who says every day that he can write poems, writes poems and draws pictures with a group of poor people, and shows no shame in showing his face!"

Tang Qingluan knew that he hadn't studied hard before, not only his handwriting was ugly, he couldn't even write the Book of Songs silently, now he could only write three-character prose, and Jiang Wanru had ridiculed him so thickly.

Jiang Wanru was not ashamed, but complacently said: "You are envious. Those are all students who went to Beijing to take the exam. The number one scholar Tanhua wrote a poem with me three years ago, and the second place even came to propose marriage..."

Speaking of this, her voice stopped immediately, looking at the ink-drenched roll in front of her, she suddenly sat down as if she had been drained of strength.

Those days will never be over!
Seeing that Jiang Wanru didn't speak suddenly, Tang Qingluan couldn't help but smugly cursed inwardly, "Bitch!"

The noise outside was getting closer and closer, she finally couldn't stay still, ran to the door and pulled the curtain to go out.

(End of this chapter)