Chapter 354 Plow
The two of them looked at Bai Jilang who was concentrating on eating snacks.
Bai Erlang didn't even raise his head. "If you trust me to come, then I will come."
The two of them immediately turned around and said, "Forget it, let's figure it out on our own."
The two children loved books, so they couldn't tear out these pages, could they? Nor could they give the whole book to the carpenter, in case he damaged it?
Moreover, Manbao and Bai Shanbao subconsciously knew that this agricultural book was very important and should not be shown to others easily.
Bai Shanbao scratched his face in distress. Is it too late to learn painting now?
Of course it’s too late.
When Zheng brought them snacks, she saw the three children sitting at their desks, two of them were drawing with trouble, and one was doing homework with trouble.
Bai Erlang, who was sitting next to them doing his homework, would always look up at the two people next to him who were drawing with frowns on their brows when he felt too impatient to continue writing, and then he would calm down and continue doing his homework.
The two people next to him are always more unlucky than him, right?
He is a child who can do homework, but they don’t even have time to do their homework and can only draw first.
Zheng took a look and saw that they were painted in black, so she couldn't help but say, "That's not how you paint it."
Manbao and Bai Shanbao raised their heads quickly and looked at Zheng with sparkling eyes.
"Mom, can you draw?"
Zheng hesitated for a moment, "I know a little bit."
Manbao immediately put down his pen and jumped off the chair. He attentively helped Zheng sit down in her seat, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink and handed it to her, "Aunt, come here."
Zheng was a little hesitant.
Bai Shanbao nodded repeatedly, and quickly crumpled up the black and messy paintings of him and Manbao and threw them aside, then spread out a large, white drawing paper for her.
Zheng met her son's bright, eager gaze and took the brush from Manbao's hand. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Is this the new farm tool you want to draw?"
The two children nodded.
Zheng knew nothing about farming and didn't see any difference, but she knew something about painting and was good at drawing patterns.
So after some thought, he said, "This drawing has to be done in proportion, right? Bring me a ruler, I'll use that to draw."
Bai Shanbao and Manbao diligently brought her a ruler, handed her snacks and poured her water.
It was the first time that Zheng enjoyed such treatment from her two children. She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. After refusing Manbao's snacks, she lowered her head and concentrated on painting.
The graduate student was very considerate. He provided the plow structure separately and explained the assembly principle.
So Zheng had to draw all those components one by one and mark the data on them.
Zheng also copied it down.
Manbao looked at it carefully and said to Bai Shanbao, "It's better looking than your drawing, and it looks like the real thing."
"It's better than yours."
Bai Erlang couldn't help but move closer to take a look.
Bai Shanbao waved his hand in disdain, "Hurry up and do your homework."
Zheng also disliked their noise, so she waved at them and said, "You guys go do your homework too."
Bai Shanbao and Manbao dragged two more chairs and sat behind Bai Erlang's desk. The three of them shared the desk.
Bai Jilang, who was sitting across from the two of them, said: ...
Manbao took out his homework and saw Bai Erlang was stunned, so he asked, "What are you doing? Have you finished your homework?"
Bai Erlang snorted, put away his homework, and said, "I won't do homework with you."
Although their homework was different, Bai Jilang still felt shocked, so he didn't want to sit at the same table with them to do his homework.
Bai Erlang left, but Manbao and Bai Shanbao didn't mind and continued to do their homework.
Mr. Zhuang will not give them less homework just because they have more than a hundred acres of toys.
After Manbao and Bai Shanbao carefully compared the drawn patterns and confirmed that there were no problems, they folded them up and handed them to Daji, who took them to the county town to find a carpenter to see if the thing could be made.
Of course Daji didn't go to the county town, so he handed the job over to another servant.
Liu said that Bai Shanbao and Manbao in the family could be used at will, as long as they were used to do serious work.
As the weather grew colder, the Zhou family dug out all the yams and saved them for seeds. Then the Bai family's servants finally brought back a plow from the county town.
Mr. Bai and Old Zhou couldn't help but join in the fun.
Of course, Mr. Bai didn’t quite understand this, so he took a step back and handed the home court to Old Zhou.
Old Zhou touched it curiously and said, "It's not much different from the plows we use every day. Well, it's much shorter here, and it's curved..."
Manbao encouraged him, "Dad, try it and see if it works."
"Okay." Old Zhou looked at his sons.
Zhou Dalang and Zhou Sanlang obediently stepped forward to pull the plow. Mr. Bai quickly said, "We have cows at home."
After saying that, he asked someone to bring the cow over.
Old Zhou waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm used to using people, but I'm not used to using cows."
Every year during the spring plowing, Qili Village rotates the use of oxen, which were allocated by the imperial court and, of course, raised in Dali Village.
It takes a long time before it is Old Zhou's turn. Of course, Old Zhou cannot wait until it is his turn to plow the land, so he often uses people to pull the plow, and then he will plant the relatively poor fields that have not been planted yet.
Zhou Dalang and Zhou Sanlang put the rope on their shoulders, and after Old Zhoutou held the plow, they walked forward.
After walking a short distance, the two couldn't help but exclaim, stopped and looked back.
Old Zhou also realized the mystery. He stopped plowing and crushed the plowed soil with his feet, then squatted down and measured the depth with his hands.
He looked at his two sons and asked, "Is it hard?"
Zhou Dalang said, "Not eating will save me a lot of energy."
Old Zhou nodded and said, "I feel the plow is lighter now, but I can plow deeper than before."
Mr. Bai also came over and asked, "Is it because this is a new plow that it plows deeper?"
Old Zhou glanced at the layman, despised him in his heart, then smiled and said, "The new plow is one thing, but the most important thing is, this thing is good. I don't know why it saves effort, but even if you put two new plows together, this one will save more effort."
Zhou Dalang and Zhou Sanlang nodded. They were people who pulled plows all year round and were very familiar with the amount of strength required.
It's winter now, and the ground is dry and hard, making it difficult to plow.
The two brothers looked at each other and decided to give the new plow a try. So they said, "Let's try pulling it again."
Old Zhou also wanted to try again.
So he held the plow again and walked to the end with his two sons pulling him. When he and his two sons were about to turn the plow, Manbao quickly said, "This plow can turn."
After thinking about it for a while, everyone finally understood what Manbao meant by being able to turn. This meant that there was no need to move the entire plow, and the entire plow could be turned just by lifting the tail.
Old Zhou couldn't let it go. Even Zhou Dalang and Zhou Sanlang couldn't help but touch it and asked, "Manbao, did you make this plow?"
"It's not me, it's the carpenter. I don't know how to do carpentry."
(End of this chapter)
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