In the early morning of the next day, before the poor rooster who had been killed to the point of being left with a lone seedling had time to crow, Xiao Han's yard began to get busy.

He said it last night, and today he is going to accompany Xue Pan into the city.

After all, Xue Pan can't let a daughter go crazy in the field with Xiao Han every day, and occasionally go into the city to have a look, and buy some rouge gouache by the way.

After eating breakfast early, I was stunned and had already set up the car.

The little trace that I didn't know where to run to hide from the disaster last night ran back early this morning, and it is estimated that it also knows that if it wanders around casually outside, it can easily become a donkey meat fire......

A donkey pulling the polished Xiao family carriage always looks a little nondescript.

But since Xiao Han likes it, no one else can say anything, besides, who stipulates that the carriage can only be horse-drawn? Stand up and take a look, Xiao Han guarantees to "convince people with virtue"!

With the second general, and four more brothers in the back, the group began to hit the road.

The autumn morning was still a little cool, leaving Xiaodong to catch the car, Xiao Han got into the carriage and snuggled Xue Pan tightly, for some reason, he felt that Xue Pan seemed to have changed a little today, and it seemed that he was not so repulsive to take advantage of him occasionally.

In order to verify this, Xiao Han's claws stretched out to Xue Pan's waist again......

"Smack......

The carriage was instantly quiet, and Xiao Han grinned and touched the red mark on his back. Fortunately, he wore a lot today, otherwise he would have been beaten by this magic palm!

The wheels run over the dirt road, and the shock-absorbing carriage is bumpy.

The land on both sides of the road was already slowly being worked, and several oxen pulled wooden plows to plough the soil, followed by men waving whips, and from time to time pumping a loud whip whistle in the air.

The job of plowing seems very simple, but it is actually very skillful, and it is generally done by experienced middle-aged men, and young people can only learn from behind their fathers' butts.

Finally waiting for the hot feeling on his back to subside, Xiao Han poked his head out of the carriage with a grin, and saw a bullock walking to the field, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly shouted to stop!

This sudden sound startled Xiaodong and the man who was in charge of the plow, and they all stopped their movements and looked at Xiao Han in the carriage.

The cat got out of the carriage with his waist bent, Xiao Han first stood on the ground and moved his hands and feet, and then smiled and arched his hand to the man who was plowing, and the man quickly returned the salute nervously.

"This old brother, take the liberty of disturbing, may I ask what you are going to plant here?" Xiao Han asked politely.

The man was a little embarrassed, whether it was the luxurious carriage or Xiao Han's delicate clothes, which brought pressure to him, but he still replied stubbornly: "Back to Gongzi, I want to plant some wheat in this field." ”

"Wheat..."Xiao Han nodded, then looked at the wooden plow in front of the man, and asked a little strangely: "Brother Mo Wei, what about me, I suddenly saw that the tools in your hand were a little awkward, dare to ask you that the plows here are like this?" ”

Seeing that Xiao Han had been speaking politely, the tension in his heart had also disappeared for the most part, and his tone had returned to normal, patting the wooden plow on his hand and replying: "Yes, at least everything I have seen is like this!" Even if there is a difference in the size of the wood, it is always impossible to get rid of it.

Hearing the man say this, Xiao Han's face became more and more suspicious, and he went around to the side of the bully, and carefully looked at the wooden plow, his face was dark.

Xue Pan also stepped out of the carriage at this time to breathe, and when he saw this, he came to Xiao Han's side and asked softly, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

Xiao Han straightened his waist, pointed to the wooden plow, nodded at Xue Pan and said, "It's a little wrong, I made a horse-drawn plow when I was in the fiefdom, and the plough is very fast!" Not only because of the speed of the horse, but also because the wooden plough has also been modified, and the shape is more suitable for power, so whether it is a horse or an ox pull, we have already switched to a new plough there, but why do we still use this old tool here? ”

"New plows? Is it easy to use? "It's a little surprising that Xue Pan, who should not have touched the spring water with his fingers, is also interested in farming tools.

"It works!" Xiao Han nodded affirmatively, then looked left and right, picked up a stone casually, and squatted down to simply draw a sketch on the ground.

It's just a plow, and I learned it when I was in school. At that time, Xiao Han was naughty, and drew a bunch of things messily on the basis of the illustrations in the textbook, but unfortunately he was caught by the teacher! Later, he was punished for painting Qu Yuan plow ten times, and he wanted to vomit all the paintings of Xiao Han! So it's very easy to draw now.

After drawing the sketch three or two times, Xue Pan looked at it curiously three times, but he didn't see any difference between the painting and the old ox in front of him, but the man who was in charge of the plough looked more and more excited, and he couldn't even care about the mooing bull on the side, and he couldn't wait to lie on the ground and look at it little by little!

In the end, it is a person who has been working with the land all year round, and at first glance you can see the practicality of the tools in the painting! The curved girder makes it easier for the plowshare to exert force downward, without having to roast people and press down as it does now, and the plowshare seems to be a little different, but the sketch is simple and the effect is not visible.

"Childe, what is this tool called?" The dark-faced man rubbed his hands and asked a little excitedly.

Xiao Han dropped the stone, patted the mud on his hand, and said to him, "Quyuan plow!" It's less effortless and faster than the straight plough you're using now! However, it will be more troublesome to do, because this ploughshare is alive and can be turned, and the plowshare is better made of iron! You can plough and turn the soil at the same time! ”

Xiao Han said seriously, but the man couldn't hide his disappointment! He believed that Xiao Han didn't lie to him, since the process trouble means that it is difficult to manufacture, with a sketch, it is estimated that it is difficult to copy this kind of thing.

Xiao Han sensed the man's disappointment, pondered for a moment, and then beckoned to Xiao Dong, who was watching the excitement on the side: "Xiao Dong, this is not far from home, you go back, let Steward Lu teach the carpenter to make a wooden plow for our family, and send it over to my brother to try!" If it's easy to use, put it here, just copy it by others, like this kind of thing, you can't hide it and just call it in our own home! ”

"What? Childe, you mean, you're going to give us one? And can it be imitated casually? When the man heard Xiao Han's words to Xiaodong, he was a little dumbfounded! So that he didn't come back to his senses from this sudden change for a while, and when Xiao Han finished giving the order to get into the carriage, he woke up from the happiness that fell from the sky, and hurriedly shouted at the carriage: "This son, dare to ask the name?" ”

Xiao Han stretched out his arm on the carriage window and waved it casually, shouting mischievously: "Lei Feng! ”

The donkey cart set off again, and Xiao Han, who had inadvertently done another good deed, was almost moved to tears by his great behavior, but Xue Pan in the carriage was wondering: "Lei Feng? Who? ”