I farmed and raised cubs in ancient times

Chapter 75
Ye Xiaomei's voice was like spinning silk, a little bit of style was hidden in it, and she lingered for three days without stopping.

The first word sung after rebirth is the three-variable noun.She was lucky enough to know the officials of the Three Changes, and she was satisfied with a poem as a gift.When the three officials went away, she also disappeared.In this world, there is no one who feels more pity for these whores in brothels than the Sanbian officials.

After Jiang Zhi heard Ye Xiaomei's singing, she somehow felt that Ye Xiaomei's libretto was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where it was so familiar.

Since the gap in the paddy field last time, Jiang Zhi has to take a stroll in the field every morning and evening, like a leopard defending its territory, its eyes are fixed on the enemies in the dark, whoever dares to trample on them will tear off a few pieces of his flesh Come.After the last rain, there was no rain for three consecutive months, but instead, it was exposed to the sun every day, and the water in the fields decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the surrounding plants are wilting a lot.

A few months ago, Jiang Zhi was still boasting that the weather in Gu Gu was good and that the summer was not hot, but she was slapped in the face after entering June.

It only took two months for the water in the field to flood the calf until it dried up.At this time, the rice is about to head, so there must be no shortage of water.

Jiang Zhi was speechless and stared at the sky. When she was a child, she had seen other people planting land, but she had never planted it herself. Now that she had done it herself, she realized how difficult it was.Not to mention going out early and returning home late every day, you have to be rewarded by God to eat.

It is true that workers depend on machines and agriculture depends on the sky.

Ye Erlang struggled to drag a cypress tree down the mountain. Jiang Zhi heard a sound in the backyard, so she hurried over to look, only to see that the tree was thicker than Ye Erlang's thigh, and it was very difficult for him to hold it.

"Why don't you ask someone to help you cut down the tree?" Jiang Zhi hurried over and carried the shaved cypress tree to the front yard with Ye Erlang.

Ye Erlang put down the tree, put on the basket again and prepared to go up the mountain, he said: "I see my sister-in-law and my younger sister are busy, and this thing is not heavy, sister-in-law don't worry."

There are also cypress branches on the mountain, which are excellent firewood, and they burn very hot, so they must be brought back.

The whole family of the Ye family was dispatched, and it took two trips to collect the cypress branches.Ye Erlang took a hatchet and cut the larger cypress branches into small sections, then tied them into small handles with straw, and stacked them neatly into the woodshed.

Jiang Zhi wanted to get started but was stopped by Erlang. He said that there was hard-to-wash pulp on the cypress tree, and once it stuck to his hands, it would not be washed off for several days.

Ye Xiaomei wondered: "It's fine, why cut down trees?"

Erlang said: "The picture that Wang Shiba gave me, I recently disassembled a picture, I want to make a look at it."

Jiang Zhi knew that the picture was the unique skill of the carpenter's master. Apart from reading books, Ye Erlang's most precious thing was those blueprints, but she had never really seen those pictures.

After the cypress tree has been peeled off, it needs to be dried for a while before the water inside is empty before it can become a good material.

Ye Erlang dragged the peeled cypress tree into the firewood house and placed it on the haystack. Inside was a pile of wood, which he accumulated bit by bit over the past few months.

Then he took out the baby blueprints and made gestures on the ground to study. Jiang Zhi was curious about what was drawn on those blueprints, so she took a small bench and leaned over to have a look. Ye Heng followed Jiang Zhi's example and huddled together.

"Mother, draw, draw..." Ye Heng wanted to reach out for Ye Erlang's drawings, but Jiang Zhi slapped his restless little hand away.

"Baby, you can't touch my uncle's things without my uncle's permission, do you know? If you damage my uncle's treasure, what kind of compensation will you give to my uncle?"

"Ugh, it hurts." Ye Heng yelled, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Zhi lightly held Ye Heng's little hand: "Hoohoo, you can only remember if you suffer from pain. You can't touch other people's things without their permission, you know? Even if you cry and roll all over the floor today, this is what A Niang must do." The iron law for you to know."

"Also, who said that a man is a big man before, look at your crying little appearance now, are you still a little man?"

"Hey, Brother Heng stopped crying." Ye Heng stretched out his sleeves to wipe away his tears, pouted.

"That's right, who sheds tears every day?" Jiang Zhi touched Ye Heng's head and continued to look at Ye Erlang's drawings. Jiang Zhi gave him two large sheets of paper, and after he decomposed the original drawing, he decomposed it The pictures are drawn on paper.

After looking at it for a long time, this picture looks a bit like a dam.

Suddenly she saw the gears in another picture.

Gears...power device...dry up...the small river...Jiang Zhi's thoughts gradually drifted away to the small river not far from the paddy field. The terrain of the small river is slightly lower than that of the paddy field. River water is introduced into paddy fields and just needs a power unit.

In ancient times, there were no such things as water pumps, but there were waterwheels.

"Baby, how about going out with A Niang?"

"Okay, okay." Ye Heng stretched out his hand to ask Jiang Zhi to hug him, but Jiang Zhi only gave her a hug, but didn't pick him up.

"Let's go boy, how old are you, and I still want my mother to carry you? Follow me." Jiang Zhi walked ahead, leaving a door open for Ye Heng.Ye Heng's calf ran quickly to keep up with Jiang Zhi's pace.

The sky was bright and sunny, Jiang Zhi took Ye Heng along the Xiaoye River at the entrance of the village, until she reached Qikuaitian Village, she saw something that looked like a waterwheel.

"Really."

Jiang Zhi hugged Ye Heng who was not impatient, and quickened her pace.

The waterwheel falls into the river, there is only one big wheel, and the field and the river are parallel.The function of this waterwheel is to swing the river water into a small ditch. This small ditch is connected to a field, and the water in this field enters other fields through another human-powered overturned cart.

"Woof woof~ woof woof~" Suddenly, a black dog appeared from nowhere and barked at Jiang Zhi vigorously. Jiang Zhi raised Ye Heng up in a hurry without knowing where the strength came from.

"Dahei! Shut up!" The black dog immediately died down as soon as the scolding sound came out, without the arrogance it had before.

"I'm really sorry, old man, this black dog can't see strangers, this lady, which family do you belong to? Why didn't this old man see you in the village?"

The old man was dressed in common clothes, with his hands behind his back, and he walked steadily and vigorously.

Jiang Zhi nodded slightly to the old man, holding the child in her arms, and said, "Old man, I'm from Yejia Village, and I walked all the way down to see the waterwheel."

"Oh?" The old man looked puzzled.A woman from Ye Family Village made a special trip to see the waterwheel in their Seven Field Village?With a child?
"May I ask the old man, when was this waterwheel built here, and how much wood was used to build this waterwheel?" Jiang Zhi said.

The old man looked at Ye Chu carefully for a long time, walked to the waterwheel, and said with some pride: "The waterwheel took a lot of energy and energy for the old man. First, I have to persuade the villagers to invest money, and then ask the craftsmen to choose a suitable place. It took at least ten rounds to build it."

"So that's it, old man worked hard." Jiang Zhi stared at the waterwheel, keeping its structure and materials in mind, and then went to look at the overturned vehicle. Unlike the waterwheel, the overturned vehicle had something similar to a conveyor belt.

(End of this chapter)