I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 320 This thing has long been eliminated in our hometown

Since time travelling, he has only seen one and a half people who have achieved half-step masters in martial arts cultivation. The old man Yu Yue he saw at Qin Qiong's mansion that day, and Qin Qiong who faintly had the image of a half-step master. , even Yuchi Jingde and Li Ji are just equivalent to his previous life's cultivation level of the ninth rank of true qi.

But in front of him, every move of this man coincides with the way of nature, and there is a faint flavor of harmony between man and nature. It is clear that he has reached the half-step Grand Master's Great Perfection, and he may be promoted to the realm of Grand Master at any time!
This is the first master I have seen so far after time travelling.

Sure enough, it was a big hermit in the city, Wang Zi'an smiled and bowed to Mr. Yan in return, and introduced himself.

"Awang's cousin, Wang Zi'an."

"As expected, he is an expert from the secret realm of Zhongnan Mountain, who has long admired his name—"

Mr. Yan smiled and nodded at Wang Zi'an, obviously seeing Wang Zi'an's cultivation.

"Eldest brother, who—"

As soon as the three of them reached the middle of the yard, they heard a curious voice from the wing room, and then the door opened, revealing a disheveled head.

"This is my third junior brother Yang Siqi - he has always been obsessed with craftsmanship, he is used to doing whatever he wants, he doesn't understand etiquette, if there is any impoliteness, please ask Haihan."

Mr. Yan smiled apologetically at Wang Zi'an and introduced something, then turned around and smiled at Yang Siqi who only stuck out half of his head.

"You really don't know Taishan with your eyes. During this time, who do you really want to see?"

Mr. Yan smiled and cursed at the exposed half of his head in the wing room. As soon as he finished his words, there was a crackling sound, and then a man in straw sandals, short jacket, unshaven, and dark complexion walked out of the room excitedly. Jumped out of the wing room.

"Wang Zi'an? Are you Wang Zi'an?"

The man didn't salute, but just rubbed his hands and looked at Wang Zi'an curiously.

"You invented the threshing machine and the crank plow?"

When he was looking at Wang Zi'an, Wang Zi'an was also looking at him.

Yang Siqi, could this be the carpenter who made Mr. Duan Lun lose his job as Minister of Industry?
"That's right, sort of—"

Wang Zi'an replied with some guilt.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Siqi on the opposite side became excited and stared at Wang Zi'an with bright eyes.

"I've looked at your two farm implements carefully, and they're amazing. Especially the curved shaft plow, which just changed the straight shaft to a curved shaft, and the long shaft to a short shaft, and installed a free-rotating plow disc on the head of the shaft. It has the effect of turning decay into magic, not only making the plow frame smaller and lighter, but also easy to turn around and turn, flexible and cheap to operate, and greatly saving manpower and livestock.

Looking at this fellow's attire and the thick layer of calluses on his palms, Wang Zi'an couldn't help laughing. He was very familiar with this kind of person, and he was simply a technical madman.In terms of nature, it is similar to his previous life, and he is immersed in his own professional field and cannot extricate himself.

"You came just in time, I happened to invent a little gadget, come over here and give me a detailed look—"

Yang Siqi wanted to pull Prince An into his room, so Mr. Yan coughed heavily.

"Third Junior Brother, don't be rude—Young Master Wang is a guest—"

The news of Wang Zi'an's appointment as Marquis hadn't been spread yet, Yang Siqi reacted now, rubbed his hands, smiled silly, and retreated behind Mr. Yan, but a pair of eyes still glanced at Wang Zi'an from time to time.

Although there are only a few low and cramped private houses, the layout of the entire room appears to be neat and orderly, and there is a calm atmosphere in the simplicity.There are still many calligraphy and paintings posted on the walls on both sides. The calligraphy and paintings have not been signed. Judging from the technique, they are clearly made by one person. In all likelihood, they are the works of Mr. Yan himself.

"It's all idle graffiti, which made the prince laugh—"

Seeing that Wang Zi'an was attracted by the calligraphy and painting on the wall, Mr. Yan smiled modestly, got up and poured tea for Wang Zi'an.

"Sir, you are too modest. Your word is like the root of an ancient tree when it is condensed, and it is like a cloud in the nine heavens when it is elegant. It is rooted in the world of mortals, but it is floating outside. You are already a family of excellence..."

Wang Zi'an praised it sincerely, Mr. Yan's handwriting is really good, even the landscape paintings are very charming.Mr. Yan smiled modestly, then pointed to the side with his hand.

"Young master, why don't you take a look at this picture, how charming is it?"

Wang Zi'an followed his fingers and looked to the side, and couldn't help laughing.There are too many calligraphy and paintings on the wall. I didn't notice it just now. There is actually a couplet on the wall that I gave to Sun Awang.

"The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossom comes from the bitter cold."

It was the first time he had seen someone imitate his handwriting. What was even more rare was that not only the fonts were similar, but even the charm was [-]% similar.

"Sir is amazing!"

Wang Zi'an gave him a thumbs up sincerely.

"In front of the prince, how can I dare to say the word "powerful". When I first saw the picture of the prince, I was astonished. I wished to go to see him immediately, but the meeting failed several times. I didn't know until later. This cousin of Awang is the son of Wang County, Wang Zi'an, who invented the pedal thresher and Quyuanli. He was even more excited and eager to see him. Unfortunately, at that time, you had already gone to the disaster area—— "

After Mr. Yan finished speaking, he straightened his face and stared at Wang Zi'an seriously.

"Recently, I have carefully studied the threshing machine and Quyuanli developed by the young master. The technique faintly has the shadow of the Mohist Gongshu family. Dare to ask the young master, but is the disciple of Gongshu who is walking outside?"

"Mr. Mohist lost?"

Wang Zi'an was startled, looked at Mr. Yan and Yang Siqi who were looking at him thoughtfully, and shook his head slightly.Maoyan Mohist disciples, looking for your standard, there will be more Mohist disciples in later generations...

"Don't lie to me, if you are not my Mohist disciple, why do you have such skills?"

Yang Siqi suddenly stood up and looked at Wang Zi'an excitedly. Wang Zi'an was almost amused by this fellow, so he glanced at him and smiled lightly.

"What's so strange about this? Don't talk about it. In our hometown, there are many more advanced tools than this one, but as far as farm tools are concerned, they are more than a hundred times better than this Quyuan plow? Quyuan plow, pedal threshing We have already eliminated the use of machines and other things. For farming, we have automatic seeders, and for harvesting, we have combine harvesters. We don’t even need cattle for farming. Even if it’s just a woman, as long as there are two machines, you can Plant hundreds of thousands of acres of land..."

"This is impossible!"

Yang Siqi exploded immediately, like a wounded beast, and stood in front of Wang Zi'an angrily.

"Although I respect your craftsmanship, it's not the duty of a Mohist child to talk like this and brag like that—"

PS: The first day of the college entrance examination, students, come on!The author Bacteria is adjusting his work and rest time. There will be two shifts today, good night.

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