Chapter 72
The sky was clear at first, and the light beam broke through the clouds and projected on the earth.The breeze brings the sweet and sour taste of ripe plums, and even the golden ears of wheat undulate slightly, revealing the farmers who are harvesting rice.
"Daddy, Daddy!" The two children walked on the ridge of the field, holding their mother's hem. The older child held a sickle and gently tugged at the basket carried by his younger brother.
"Douzi, you have to hold on tight to the basket and follow mother to pick up the tassels, okay?"
"I know... Brother Huzi, are you cutting wheat today?"
Douzi moved the straw basket to his arm, freeing his right hand, and tried to tighten the pants that had been sliding down. When the mother noticed the movement of the younger son, she reached out and knocked him on the back of the head.
"Don't walk on your legs! Learn from your Hu'er brother, what's wrong with the lid being dropped all of a sudden?"
Dou Zi flattened his mouth, sobbed and began to cry.
Huzi hurriedly asked his mother to intercede: "My trousers are too big, but Douzi is too small, so I can't wear them tight."
"No amount of trousers can bear him!" Mother's face was still grim, and she just stood up, but she caught a glimpse of a hole in the front of Douzi's trousers from the corner of her eye, and she was so angry that she grabbed Douzi's ear.
"Ancestor! Where do you get the cloth to make up for you?"
Douzi was in pain and fear, and cried loudly.
The original tranquility in the field was broken, but the farmers were not affected by it. They still bowed down to harvest the wheat, with skillful movements, and they didn't even make a sound.
"What happened?"
Zhong Ping rubbed his waist, put down the Mai Samarium in his hand, and probed to check the situation outside.
"The villain is going to inquire now, if Taishi Ling is thirsty, the villain will go back to fetch water very quickly.
Seeing that Zhong Ping finally stopped cutting the wheat, the Li Chang took a long breath and wiped the sweat off his brow, thinking that the officials from Chang'an were different.
Regardless of his young age, he went to the field to harvest wheat himself. I don't know what his hobby is... Maybe he was too spoiled by his family, and he came here to experience life and have fun.
Self-declination of status seems to be unclear, and this official probably won't last long.
Thinking of it this way, the commander was still respectful on the surface, but a little bit of disdain was born in his heart.
When he was in Chang'an, Niu Fu felt that Zhong Ping was too approachable, and he would not be able to suppress his servants in the future, fearing disaster and chaos.
If the planting level starts, he will put on airs and forcefully order Li Changxia to harvest wheat.Even if the village chief wants to mow overnight, he will not dare to talk about Zhong Ping's wrongdoing. Instead, he will think that Zhong Ping has means, and naturally he dare not belittle him.
Zhong Ping didn't know that he suffered another inexperienced loss.
He "invented" the three-piece set of Mai Long, Mai Samarium and Mai Chuo hundreds of years in advance.Experiments have proved that using this set of tools can greatly increase the speed of harvesting wheat, but...
Zhong Ping was a little annoyed, and only after he got started did he realize that Mai Samarium, transformed from a sickle, really stretched his hips.If the scythe of the later generations is really used, the harvesting speed should be doubled.
"Boheng, how about trying it?"
Xun Yu held his sleeves reservedly, stood on the ridge of the field, and looked at Zhong Ping, who had tied up his clothes and wiped his sweat with his sleeves.
"It takes about half an hour to harvest a basket."
Zhong Ping lifted the wheat basket beside him and frowned slightly, obviously feeling that the efficiency was a bit unsatisfactory.
"Oh? If it were you, how much would you get?"
Xun Yu turned around and ordered his followers to call some farmers.
"Half an hour..." Those people huddled and lowered their heads, daring not to speak.
They were harvesting the wheat, and they didn't know why they were called over by a senior official like Xun Yu. They were afraid that they had committed some crime, and they were all anxious.
"It's enough to be straightforward, there is no other intention."
Xun Yu let out a soft voice and took a few steps closer.
Those few people shrank their necks, seeing a pair of embroidered brocade shoes with silver thread, they knew the identity of the person coming, so how dare they reply rashly?
You look at me and I look at you, neither wanting to be that early bird.
Zheng's note in "Rituals·Shiguanli": "The words of 絇 are restrained, and they are considered to be precepts, and they look like a knife, a coat and a nose."
Xun Yu has always paid attention to the etiquette of clothing and hats, and he is accustomed to wearing such clothes when in contact with officials on weekdays.
At this time, he couldn't react to the problem, and the scene was a little awkward for a while.
Seeing this, the attendant frowned, and wanted to question those people and order them to answer.
Zhong Ping thought that these people had no reference, and it was difficult to describe the daily wheat harvest, so he could not answer, so he lifted the wheat basket and placed it on the ridge of the field.
"If you want to get a basket to pack, do you know how much you can pack in half an hour?"
Some young voices came to the ears of several people, and what caught their eyes was a pair of cloth boots covered with dirt and grass, the trousers were tightly pulled up on the legs, and there were many small scratches on the white skin , It looks like it has just come up from the field.
Listening to Zhong Ping's dialect, several people suddenly felt cordial, raised their heads slightly, and saw that the person in front of them was actually a little baby, and couldn't help but look at each other in blank dismay.
Zhong Ping smiled: "Just tell me."
Xun Yu nodded, indicating that Zhong Ping could indeed make the decision.
A few people were confused, unable to figure out how such a young child could be so dominant.
They wanted to be respectful, but Chong Ping's appearance was too down-to-earth, and he was only as old as the children in their family, so it was really hard to feel awe.
In a blink of an eye, Zhong Ping enthusiastically asked them to weigh the grain basket.
"This..." Several people lost themselves in the "We" in Zhongping, and lifted the wheat basket in a daze.
"Half an hour?! So many?!" Everyone was shocked and unbelievable.
"That's right, let me tell you, it's these three things that cut the wheat so quickly that not a single ear falls off!"
"If we all harvest wheat like this, we'll finish it in a few days. Why are we afraid of flooding?"
Zhong Ping took the opportunity to introduce the "Three-piece Wheat Harvesting Set" to a few people, and when he talked about it, he rolled up his sleeves and gestured for a while.
"...It's not me bragging, we won't suffer if we try, right? Who's too busy lying here?"
Several people were a little moved, took Zhongping's three-piece suit, and looked at it carefully: "It looks easy to use, I think it is right."
"This sickle is still not good. If it is longer and more curved, it can cut faster."
Zhong Ping's sickle roughly drew the appearance of the later sickle on the ground: "Time is too tight... Otherwise, it would be better to change it to this."
"There's no way to beat it." A few people shook their heads, "If we want to tell you, it's better to bend the saw and use it as a sickle."
Zhong Ping was taken aback. This was the first time he knew that there was a saw in the Han Dynasty... No, it is said that the saw was invented by Lu Ban, so it did exist in the Han Dynasty. Has it been applied to farming by this time?
If you directly modify the saw, it will be easier to use than the sickle.
"I don't understand this, let's try a few changes first, and then promote it if it works well later?"
Xun Yu saw Zhong Ping and those common people standing next to each other, talking and making gestures, and the discussion was extremely intense, so he couldn't help smiling.
Now he finally understands why Xi Zhi is willing to hide what's wrong with Zhong Ping. Maybe there are people in this world who are born to know.
I just think that I have a high charisma value. Next time I get attribute points, I must fill up the charisma first, so that no matter what I do, I can first establish a good relationship with the other party and gain enough confidence.
"Do you know what happened outside just now? I was startled by that sound."
"I can tell that Sister-in-law Chen is teaching her little Douzi a lesson."
Hmm... This accent is inexplicably familiar, where did I hear it?
Kind of scratching his head.
"Uncle." Zhong Ping straightened up, and sorted out his ideas about improving the sickle, "Ping thinks that Mai Samarium can be replaced by sawing."
"Bend it a little to make it crescent-shaped, so that the blade has oblique and thin serrations, and a wooden handle is added to the end, making harvesting more convenient."
"It's enough for the Taishi order to be the master, and Yu will act according to the order."
Xun Yu was serious and resumed his businesslike attitude.
A flat forehead.
Xun Yu is good at everything, but his attitude when he starts working is really a bit...too serious.
"Still running! Run into the woods all at once, will you be happy if the wolf bites you?!"
The sharp female voice remembered again, this time the voice was filled with anxiety and rage, resounding through the field like a knife rolling meat.
After a shock, he subconsciously recalled the fear of being dominated by his mother.
Poor baby, I don't know what I did wrong...
"Uncle, uh, Sima. If there is really a wild beast in the forest, it is afraid of killing the child, and Ping wants to go to investigate. I wonder if you can send some people?"
"There is nothing you can do." Xun Yu was shocked when he heard that a child strayed into the forest.
"Captain Dian, I'll leave this to you."
There is a group of book friends in the introduction, and those who are interested can come in and play.
Recommend a friend's book "Da Ming: Young Life!"Lao Zhu catches people according to my novel"
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Life is alive ~ always boring
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The sky was clear at first, and the light beam broke through the clouds and projected on the earth.The breeze brings the sweet and sour taste of ripe plums, and even the golden ears of wheat undulate slightly, revealing the farmers who are harvesting rice.
"Daddy, Daddy!" The two children walked on the ridge of the field, holding their mother's hem. The older child held a sickle and gently tugged at the basket carried by his younger brother.
"Douzi, you have to hold on tight to the basket and follow mother to pick up the tassels, okay?"
"I know... Brother Huzi, are you cutting wheat today?"
Douzi moved the straw basket to his arm, freeing his right hand, and tried to tighten the pants that had been sliding down. When the mother noticed the movement of the younger son, she reached out and knocked him on the back of the head.
"Don't walk on your legs! Learn from your Hu'er brother, what's wrong with the lid being dropped all of a sudden?"
Dou Zi flattened his mouth, sobbed and began to cry.
Huzi hurriedly asked his mother to intercede: "My trousers are too big, but Douzi is too small, so I can't wear them tight."
"No amount of trousers can bear him!" Mother's face was still grim, and she just stood up, but she caught a glimpse of a hole in the front of Douzi's trousers from the corner of her eye, and she was so angry that she grabbed Douzi's ear.
"Ancestor! Where do you get the cloth to make up for you?"
Douzi was in pain and fear, and cried loudly.
The original tranquility in the field was broken, but the farmers were not affected by it. They still bowed down to harvest the wheat, with skillful movements, and they didn't even make a sound.
"What happened?"
Zhong Ping rubbed his waist, put down the Mai Samarium in his hand, and probed to check the situation outside.
"The villain is going to inquire now, if Taishi Ling is thirsty, the villain will go back to fetch water very quickly.
Seeing that Zhong Ping finally stopped cutting the wheat, the Li Chang took a long breath and wiped the sweat off his brow, thinking that the officials from Chang'an were different.
Regardless of his young age, he went to the field to harvest wheat himself. I don't know what his hobby is... Maybe he was too spoiled by his family, and he came here to experience life and have fun.
Self-declination of status seems to be unclear, and this official probably won't last long.
Thinking of it this way, the commander was still respectful on the surface, but a little bit of disdain was born in his heart.
When he was in Chang'an, Niu Fu felt that Zhong Ping was too approachable, and he would not be able to suppress his servants in the future, fearing disaster and chaos.
If the planting level starts, he will put on airs and forcefully order Li Changxia to harvest wheat.Even if the village chief wants to mow overnight, he will not dare to talk about Zhong Ping's wrongdoing. Instead, he will think that Zhong Ping has means, and naturally he dare not belittle him.
Zhong Ping didn't know that he suffered another inexperienced loss.
He "invented" the three-piece set of Mai Long, Mai Samarium and Mai Chuo hundreds of years in advance.Experiments have proved that using this set of tools can greatly increase the speed of harvesting wheat, but...
Zhong Ping was a little annoyed, and only after he got started did he realize that Mai Samarium, transformed from a sickle, really stretched his hips.If the scythe of the later generations is really used, the harvesting speed should be doubled.
"Boheng, how about trying it?"
Xun Yu held his sleeves reservedly, stood on the ridge of the field, and looked at Zhong Ping, who had tied up his clothes and wiped his sweat with his sleeves.
"It takes about half an hour to harvest a basket."
Zhong Ping lifted the wheat basket beside him and frowned slightly, obviously feeling that the efficiency was a bit unsatisfactory.
"Oh? If it were you, how much would you get?"
Xun Yu turned around and ordered his followers to call some farmers.
"Half an hour..." Those people huddled and lowered their heads, daring not to speak.
They were harvesting the wheat, and they didn't know why they were called over by a senior official like Xun Yu. They were afraid that they had committed some crime, and they were all anxious.
"It's enough to be straightforward, there is no other intention."
Xun Yu let out a soft voice and took a few steps closer.
Those few people shrank their necks, seeing a pair of embroidered brocade shoes with silver thread, they knew the identity of the person coming, so how dare they reply rashly?
You look at me and I look at you, neither wanting to be that early bird.
Zheng's note in "Rituals·Shiguanli": "The words of 絇 are restrained, and they are considered to be precepts, and they look like a knife, a coat and a nose."
Xun Yu has always paid attention to the etiquette of clothing and hats, and he is accustomed to wearing such clothes when in contact with officials on weekdays.
At this time, he couldn't react to the problem, and the scene was a little awkward for a while.
Seeing this, the attendant frowned, and wanted to question those people and order them to answer.
Zhong Ping thought that these people had no reference, and it was difficult to describe the daily wheat harvest, so he could not answer, so he lifted the wheat basket and placed it on the ridge of the field.
"If you want to get a basket to pack, do you know how much you can pack in half an hour?"
Some young voices came to the ears of several people, and what caught their eyes was a pair of cloth boots covered with dirt and grass, the trousers were tightly pulled up on the legs, and there were many small scratches on the white skin , It looks like it has just come up from the field.
Listening to Zhong Ping's dialect, several people suddenly felt cordial, raised their heads slightly, and saw that the person in front of them was actually a little baby, and couldn't help but look at each other in blank dismay.
Zhong Ping smiled: "Just tell me."
Xun Yu nodded, indicating that Zhong Ping could indeed make the decision.
A few people were confused, unable to figure out how such a young child could be so dominant.
They wanted to be respectful, but Chong Ping's appearance was too down-to-earth, and he was only as old as the children in their family, so it was really hard to feel awe.
In a blink of an eye, Zhong Ping enthusiastically asked them to weigh the grain basket.
"This..." Several people lost themselves in the "We" in Zhongping, and lifted the wheat basket in a daze.
"Half an hour?! So many?!" Everyone was shocked and unbelievable.
"That's right, let me tell you, it's these three things that cut the wheat so quickly that not a single ear falls off!"
"If we all harvest wheat like this, we'll finish it in a few days. Why are we afraid of flooding?"
Zhong Ping took the opportunity to introduce the "Three-piece Wheat Harvesting Set" to a few people, and when he talked about it, he rolled up his sleeves and gestured for a while.
"...It's not me bragging, we won't suffer if we try, right? Who's too busy lying here?"
Several people were a little moved, took Zhongping's three-piece suit, and looked at it carefully: "It looks easy to use, I think it is right."
"This sickle is still not good. If it is longer and more curved, it can cut faster."
Zhong Ping's sickle roughly drew the appearance of the later sickle on the ground: "Time is too tight... Otherwise, it would be better to change it to this."
"There's no way to beat it." A few people shook their heads, "If we want to tell you, it's better to bend the saw and use it as a sickle."
Zhong Ping was taken aback. This was the first time he knew that there was a saw in the Han Dynasty... No, it is said that the saw was invented by Lu Ban, so it did exist in the Han Dynasty. Has it been applied to farming by this time?
If you directly modify the saw, it will be easier to use than the sickle.
"I don't understand this, let's try a few changes first, and then promote it if it works well later?"
Xun Yu saw Zhong Ping and those common people standing next to each other, talking and making gestures, and the discussion was extremely intense, so he couldn't help smiling.
Now he finally understands why Xi Zhi is willing to hide what's wrong with Zhong Ping. Maybe there are people in this world who are born to know.
I just think that I have a high charisma value. Next time I get attribute points, I must fill up the charisma first, so that no matter what I do, I can first establish a good relationship with the other party and gain enough confidence.
"Do you know what happened outside just now? I was startled by that sound."
"I can tell that Sister-in-law Chen is teaching her little Douzi a lesson."
Hmm... This accent is inexplicably familiar, where did I hear it?
Kind of scratching his head.
"Uncle." Zhong Ping straightened up, and sorted out his ideas about improving the sickle, "Ping thinks that Mai Samarium can be replaced by sawing."
"Bend it a little to make it crescent-shaped, so that the blade has oblique and thin serrations, and a wooden handle is added to the end, making harvesting more convenient."
"It's enough for the Taishi order to be the master, and Yu will act according to the order."
Xun Yu was serious and resumed his businesslike attitude.
A flat forehead.
Xun Yu is good at everything, but his attitude when he starts working is really a bit...too serious.
"Still running! Run into the woods all at once, will you be happy if the wolf bites you?!"
The sharp female voice remembered again, this time the voice was filled with anxiety and rage, resounding through the field like a knife rolling meat.
After a shock, he subconsciously recalled the fear of being dominated by his mother.
Poor baby, I don't know what I did wrong...
"Uncle, uh, Sima. If there is really a wild beast in the forest, it is afraid of killing the child, and Ping wants to go to investigate. I wonder if you can send some people?"
"There is nothing you can do." Xun Yu was shocked when he heard that a child strayed into the forest.
"Captain Dian, I'll leave this to you."
There is a group of book friends in the introduction, and those who are interested can come in and play.
Recommend a friend's book "Da Ming: Young Life!"Lao Zhu catches people according to my novel"
The update is stable and guaranteed. It has just been put into the warehouse. If you like this kind of article, you can read it.
thank
moke
insects in the book
Life is alive ~ always boring
Qing Jia or not
Yan You_
Snail Thor
i love my king don't eat rabbit
carefree
Book Friends 20190614135059009
Book Friends 20170517213205748
Do whatever you want
Book Friends 20190814003045827
Book Friends 20180707014520730
Why is the prime minister laughing for no reason
Lookback time
Sora Chongming
cast monthly ticket ()
(End of this chapter)
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