The village chief brought all the people who knew carpentry back to his home. Zhao Dashu taught them all together and gave the blueprint to one of them. Those who didn't know could go to him to look at the blueprint. He also promised them that if anyone had any questions, they could go to his home to find him.
The village chief knew that Zhao Dashu was busy studying. "If you have any questions, discuss them with each other first. If you really can't solve them, come and ask Dashu."
In the carpenter's small yard, sawdust was flying in the sun.
The county magistrate also worked overnight to prepare rice seedlings, while he himself took the things to the provincial capital.
Zhao Xiaoyu knew that no matter how fast they worked, they would not be able to catch up with the spring planting. It was okay, there was still tomorrow and the next month, right? As long as the superiors were willing to promote it and thought it was good, they would succeed.
"Dad, what do you think?" All they knew was some theoretical knowledge, and the person who could really do it was the carpenter in the family.
"It's easy to understand. Once one is done, the others will follow quickly. Almost everyone in our village who is willing to spend money can get a taste of the rice seedlings."
After the rice seedlings were made, the village chief took them to the fields for testing. This time, none of the accidents that happened to Zhao Xiaoyu occurred. "Just make it according to this, and make as many as you can." The village chief instructed the carpenter. He didn't believe that such a good thing would not be sold. The carpenter also felt that the rice seedlings had a promising future.
The villagers watched for a week and also saw the village chief sitting and planting rice.
"Village Chief, what was that just now? It looked a lot like what Yu Yatou brought over a few days ago."
"It is indeed that thing. It is called the rice seedling horse. You can sit on it to transplant rice seedlings without hurting your waist. Anyone who is interested can go to the carpenter's house to buy it. It is 80 wen each." This price was negotiated between him and the carpenter. He originally planned to sell it for 100 wen and give Zhao Dashu 20 wen each. After all, it was something he had figured out.
But Dashu was a man of justice and he refused, saying that he did not want to make money from his fellow villagers.
"Eighty cents?"
"Don't think it's expensive. This thing is not easy to make. You can see how useful it is and how fast it can plant rice. People like us often do farm work, so who has a good back?"
What the village chief said is very true. The older the kidneys get, the less useful they are. Eighty cents sounds very expensive, but one can be used for many kidneys. Every family is selling candy now, so it's not that the family can't afford it.
"Village chief, can we all try this?" It's not that they are narrow-minded. If they don't try, no one will know if it is really that effective. No one's money comes from the wind.
Especially after autumn, the sugar business is much worse, and it will be even worse when the weather gets hot. Sugar is easy to rot, so they all plan to stop selling when it's hot and continue after the autumn harvest. If it rots, it will only be a good thing for themselves, and they don't have mouths that are good for eating sugar.
"Okay, I'll leave it here, Sanniuzi, I'll give it to you for safekeeping. If anyone uses it, please check it carefully when you take it back. If it's broken, I'll have to ask you to pay for it."
It is inevitable that some people will not be careful when it comes to things that are not theirs, so it is best to speak frankly.
"Village Chief, I won't keep it."
He can't do the job he is doing. He has to protect this thing when he doesn't have a penny. If the other party doesn't admit it, he will have to argue with them.
"I will only watch over the field for two days. If anyone wants to help watch over it, I will pay ten cents a day."
"I'm coming, Village Chief, I'm coming!"
The most opportunistic and aggressive old woman in the village, who was best friends with Old Sun, stood on tiptoe and raised her hand to sign up, and the village chief gave the rice seedling horse to her without any worries.
"Don't let me get rid of you, or I'll go to your house to ask for money. You dare to act like a spoiled child with me? Believe it or not, I'll get your man killed." This person is so shameless that the village chief is afraid of being cheated by her.
The old woman shuddered. "What are you talking about, village chief? I promise to do everything for you perfectly. Come on, come on, whoever wants to try, come and sign up and line up here!"
The village chief was extremely satisfied. He believed that many people would be careful when using her products because she was invincible.
A few days later, Zhao Dashu found drawings of the rice-making horse posted at the county government office and the city gates, calling on everyone to make and use it.
The village chief said that the chiefs of each village had received a notice to make rice-raising horses, and each village was given a sample and drawing. In their village, before the county government issued a notice, more than a dozen villagers had rice-raising horses, and other custom carpenters were rushing to make them. They were ahead of all the villages.
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