In the rice seedling nursery, Zhang Deshui and Li Lanzhen were discussing whether they could start transplanting rice seedlings on a large scale.
The rice seedlings in the seedbed are growing very well.
The rice seedlings are strong and lush green, and when the mountain breeze blows, they create ripples of emerald green.
"Brother Zhang, I think your rice seedlings are ready to be dug up and planted."
"Yes, you're right. If it's too late, the seedlings will grow too fast if the spacing between them is too small."
If transplanted this way, it will easily fall over when planted in the paddy field.
"So, shall we start tomorrow?"
"It will start tomorrow. I'll talk to the village chief later and see how it's arranged."
"Brother Zhang, I think it would be best to arrange most of the people here."
Transplant all the seedlings in the shortest possible time.
Du Yanqing, the Vice Minister of Revenue, Pang, the fat man, and the middle-aged man stood beside them, listening intently and taking notes.
Since the three of them arrived, they have been staying by Zhang Deshui's side.
How to select seeds for sweet potatoes and potatoes? How to cultivate seedlings? How to plant them in the field?
They have all participated and documented it.
I've been following along for the past few days, watching the rice seedling raising and transplanting process.
Since that day, the middle-aged man has remained silent, and you can hardly hear him say a few words a day.
But he always carried pen and ink with him to jot things down.
The official surnamed Pang was also closely following the Vice Minister of Revenue, taking notes.
Li Lan was thinking that this might just be due to the different roles the three of them had.
Li Lanzhen remained silent about their affairs.
As long as they do their own thing properly and don't interfere with anything in Peach Blossom Spring, that's fine.
However, Zhang Deshui once told her this.
They said that one day, when they were in the rice seedling cultivation field, they sowed rice seeds to cultivate rice seedlings.
The middle-aged man and the Vice Minister of Revenue had a heated argument.
Later, the Vice Minister of Revenue said something, and the middle-aged man stopped talking.
Li Lanzhen knew without even asking.
It must be that middle-aged woman who thinks this method of seedling cultivation is unacceptable. She must be saying that she, a woman, is wasting food, time, and land!
He wanted to stop it, and he wanted to do it the way he used to.
The Vice Minister of Revenue obeyed the Emperor's instructions and strictly refrained from interfering with any agricultural activities in Peach Blossom Spring.
Perhaps the Vice Minister of Revenue will reprimand him, saying that if he interferes with the activities here, he will be sent back.
Sending them back would be tantamount to sending them to their deaths!
Because the Crown Prince has already said that there is only one way out, but not out alive!
Li Lanzhen sometimes couldn't understand it; she was just asking for trouble.
The Emperor has already spoken, so you just need to do as he asks.
It seems that deep down he still doesn't have much respect for the emperor!
Li Lanzhen could guess that even if this middle-aged man returned to the imperial court in the autumn, he would probably not have a good outcome!
Who cares? None of this concerns her.
Some people just won't give up until they've reached the Yellow River; they always cling to outdated rules and regulations, and always use their past experiences to judge current events.
If he doesn't suffer, who will?!
"Okay, Brother Zhang, I'll go see if my dad has made the farm tools I asked for."
When Zhang Deshui heard her talk about farm tools, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Lanzhen, is this the rice planting tool you mentioned?"
Li Lanzhen nodded, "Yes, it's that rice transplanter. If we had one, it would free up a lot of labor."
This way, we can transplant rice seedlings faster and shorten the time.
"Alright, go ahead, I'll go find the village chief to arrange things for tomorrow."
The Vice Minister of Revenue gave a wink to the official Pang standing next to him.
He understood instantly and ran after Li Lanzhen.
Li Lan turned to him, puzzled, and asked, "Sir, where are you taking me?"
"Hehe, Auntie, my name is Pang Qing, you can just call me by my name."
I'd like to go with you to see what those rice-planting tools look like. I want to see them for myself. Hehe.
Li Lanzhen snorted coldly. "Your knowledge? I bet you're just trying to get the blueprints again and make a copy."
"Let's go, they're in the woodworking shop. Let's go take a look."
Before the two even reached the entrance of the woodworking workshop, cheers erupted from the courtyard.
As Li Lanzhen stepped into the courtyard, she saw a group of people gathered together, chattering loudly and laughing.
Zhang Songshu had the loudest voice, "Xishui, you're so clever! You actually managed to make a farming tool that can walk and plant rice seedlings in paddy fields."
"This is wonderful! With this, we can transplant rice seedlings much faster!"
After she finished speaking, Li Lanzhen saw Zhang Songshu and several men lift Li Xishui up and throw him into the air.
He kept shouting, "Li Xishui, well done, one, two, three!"
Li Lanzhen smiled too. Judging from their excitement, Li Erhan and Li Xishui must have already made the rice planting tools according to the blueprints.
The simple blueprints for the rice transplanter were found by Li Lanzhen among the various shapes and patterns in the space.
Before the New Year, I handed over all the blueprints for farm tools and furniture to Xishui.
After the New Year, they began to study how to build it.
We first made several smaller models and conducted repeated research and experiments.
That's how it was made!
Li Erhan watched the group of boys tossing Li Xishui into the air and catching her again and again, and shouted with joy.
He also held his pipe, took a few puffs, and chuckled happily.
Looking up, he saw Li Lanzhen come in and waved his pipe, saying...
"Daughter, you're here! Come and see, we've made the rice transplanter you mentioned."
When Zhang Songshu and the others saw Li Lanzhen come in, they quickly put down Li Xishui and quieted down.
Li Xishui was thrown high into the air, and then, several times, she felt dizzy and lightheaded.
He then swayed and stopped, grabbed Li Lanzhen's hand, and chuckled foolishly.
"Big sister, you're here! Come and see! Look, the rice transplanter is finished! I've already tested it, and it works great!"
After saying that, he stared at Li Lanzhen with both eyes.
Li Lanzhen found his expression amusing; he was already a father of two, yet he was still staring at her expectantly, wanting praise.
She didn't hold back in praising her younger brother.
He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Li Xishui, you're amazing! Just as smart as your older sister, so wonderful!"
Li Xishui scratched his head and chuckled.
Afterwards, I always felt that this statement was not right.
Sister, are you praising me for making a rice transplanter, or are you praising yourself for being clever?
Pang Qing gripped the rice transplanter handles tightly with both hands, his mouth agape in shock, speechless.
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