Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 15 Quyuan Li is definitely easier to use than Zhiyuan Li

Zhao Si recalled the specific appearance of Qu Yuanli in his memory.

Start trying to draw on the ground.

The rest of the crew concentrated on cutting the potatoes and peeling the corn.

Wang Li stood aside curiously and looked at the grain that was said to be [-] catties per mu.

It looks... kind of unremarkable.

The chunky sweet potatoes and the golden corns are not particularly unusual, and they don't shine like gold.

Wang Li compared and studied the grains in his memory for a long time, and he couldn't find anything unusual, but Wang Li had never seen these three types of grains in Daqin.

"Can these grains really produce [-] catties per mu?" Wang Li, who has a more detached personality, studied for a long time but couldn't figure out why, and finally couldn't help asking.

Zhao Si, who was recalling Qu Yuanli, looked up at the source of the sound, only to see that the young general who led his party to reclaim the wasteland was staring curiously at the sweet potatoes and corn in the hands of the crew.

"There shouldn't be that much corn, and there should be only a lot more sweet potatoes." Zhao Si replied.

Wang Li nodded, but he didn't know which one was sweet potato, which one was potato, and which one was corn. He was hesitating whether to continue asking, but he heard Zhao Si continue to speak.

"This is a sweet potato, which tastes delicious when baked. This is a potato. It can be fried, boiled, or fried. This is corn." Zhao Si introduced them one by one.

But Zhao Si thought in his heart, the general in front of him was young and did not look mature and stable.

Zhao Si didn't know the specific identity and name of the other party, but what was certain was that the other party's status was definitely not low.

After all, the young general in front of him revealed a second-generation demeanor everywhere.

Zhao Si is thinking about how to recreate Qu Yuanli in this era. As a modern person, seeing that he can change things that are beneficial to the future within his power, his heart is itchy like a cat scratching if he doesn't make it out.

Things that have been experienced, owned, and even discarded are precious in this era.

But Zhao Si himself doesn't know how to do carpentry. After wandering at sea for so long, it's a bit too much to say that he doesn't have any hands-on skills, but it's only limited to rough work. If he really wants to improve farm tools, he needs a professional carpenter.

Right now, he is in the Lantian Camp, and he won't be able to get out for a while, and Zhao Si doesn't have much money, so he can't afford a carpenter, and if he wants to find a professional, he needs the cooperation of the young general in front of him.

After one or two exchanges and no conflict of interest, Zhao Si is still very confident in his golden finger.

Except for people with weird personalities, Zhao Si can quickly become friends with someone as long as he thinks about it.

"There are quite a few sweet potatoes brought back, the general wants to try one or two?" Zhao Si asked with a smile.

When Zhao Si said this, Wang Li was really tempted. He was originally a young man, and he was brought by his grandfather Wang Jian since he was a child. He had never experienced his father's beatings. His natural personality was just that of a young man.

But Wang Li was still able to distinguish between serious and serious, he waved his hand after pondering for a moment.

"The most urgent thing is to sow the seeds." Wang Li refused with a smile, but he was obviously curious about the taste of sweet potatoes.

After all, it is food that has never been seen before. Young people always want to try something that has never been seen before.

Zhao Si didn't try to persuade him anymore, after laughing, he continued to gesticulate and draw the structure of Quyuanli on the ground.

Don't rush things for a while, even if you have golden fingers, it is impossible to become friends in one day. Anyway, there is a lot of time for farming, and some time for communication.

Zhao Si's ability to draw pictures is pretty good. He learned sketching when he was a child. It doesn't matter how good-looking the pictures are, but it's not a problem to draw the specific appearance according to the things in his memory.

After continuous memory and drawing, the specific model of Quyuanli appeared in Zhao Si's mind not long after.

The Qu Yuanli in Zhao Si's childhood memory was an old object from the time when the People's Republic of China was just founded.

At that time, nearly 1000 years had passed since the birth of Quyuanli. However, at that time, mechanical tools had not been popularized, and the production of steel was not high enough, and many areas were still in the state of farming by people and animals.

Zhao Si started to draw with a broken wooden stick.

In some places, I felt that the proportions might not be right, so I erased and repainted, and then slowly and carefully compared with the memory.

After waiting for a long time, it was finally done. Zhao Si looked at the sketch of Quyuanli on the ground with satisfaction. Wang Li also no longer knew when he quietly stood behind Zhao Si, looking curiously at Zhao Si's drawing on the ground. Strange patterns on the ground.

"What is this?"

Zhao Si was still comparing it with his memory to see if there was anything missing, when he suddenly heard a voice from behind, Zhao Si was so frightened that he squatted down and turned his head to look, only to see the young general who had just talked to him with his back on his back. He bent down with his hands and stared at the Quyuanli he had drawn on the ground.

"Quyuanli!" Zhao Si stood up and said.

"What is Quyuanli?" Wang Li continued to ask.

Before Quyuanli was born, Zhiyuanli was called plow. After Quyuanli was born, plow was divided into straight and straight.

"A kind of plow tool. Compared with the current plow, the shaft of the plow is curved." Zhao Si said.

"The current plow requires two oxen to bear it. When the plow reaches the ground, it needs to be lifted out and replaced by manpower, which is time-consuming and laborious. Compared with the current straight-plow plow, the curved plow is more compact, flexible and labor-saving, and only one person is needed. Controlling, turning and steering are easy and comfortable." Zhao Si introduced.

Upon hearing this, Wang Li squatted down curiously and looked at the pictures on the ground.

"This is Qu Yuanli?"

It can be seen that the one on the ground is indeed in the shape of a plow.

It's a pity that Wang Li didn't see the advantages of Qu Yuanli after watching it for a long time.

"Is this thing as good as you said?" Wang Li asked.

Although Wang Li couldn't read it, he still knew the benefits of improving farm tools.

In this era, craftsmen have not yet been reduced to low-quality industries, and scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are not ranked by status, but an elaboration of the composition of a country's subjects.

However, although Qin State is a country with farming and war system, its support for craftsmen is not trivial.

If one can design a device that can do more with less, there will often be a lot of rewards, which are real rewards of real money and titles.

Under such a system, Wang Li will not underestimate the birth of new tools, especially new farming tools.

After Wang Li brought it up, Zhao Si was a little uncertain.

If you really say that Quyuanli is better than Zhiyuanli, it is said in the book, but what is the specific advantage?Zhao Si really hadn't seen it, because he had never seen Zhiyuanli at all, let alone the comparison between Zhiyuanli and Quyuanli plowing at the same time.

The most important thing is that he is not sure whether the Qu Yuanli he drew is really accurate, and whether he needs to adjust and try.

He really didn't dare to pack a ticket.

"It's hard to say, but when I went out to sea, I passed a place where there were only curved plows, and such a straight plow has already been dug up and abandoned." Zhao Si thought for a while and changed the way of saying it.

"It must be that Quyuan's is better than Zhiyuan's!" Wang Li said excitedly.

"Maybe it can be done?" Wang Li looked at Zhao Si excitedly.

"I'm not good at carpentry." Zhao Si shook his head honestly.

"It doesn't matter, there are craftsmen in the army!" Wang Li straightened up, his voice full of vigor.

(End of this chapter)