Chapter Twenty-Nine: Hundreds of Crops and Hundreds of Workers Are Not Villains (3)

The child who amazed the bird slippery and Meng Shengdu had six fingers on his hands, and he was naturally the six fingers that were better than the children taught by Gongsun Ze.

He is suitable for teaching, so the understanding of the ink is suitable for this kind of correction and tampering.

But these corrections and tamperings did not make a character like Bird Slippery feel unpleasant. On the contrary, it is rare to integrate some concepts that can only be understood by self-understanding.

Just a few simple words of communication have made Yu Huali full of curiosity about Shi, but he doesn't know that Shi is not a real ink artist at all, but a self-proclaimed one.

If there are extraordinary disciples, there will be extraordinary teachers.

Yu Huali was sure that this fellow who had not yet met must be an unusual person.

Looking at the horseshoe pits and tripping ropes near the wheat field, he asked, "Little boy, these horseshoe pits are not used to protect against wild beasts." ”

Six Fingers was already convinced of the identity of the other party's inker, so he no longer concealed it, and the thief smiled.

"Old man, Brother Shi said that in winter, the princes and nobles like to hunt on horses, and this method of staying in wheat has offended some people, so he asked us to dig out the horseshoe pit."

"The nobles of the office, the lackey Qingcang, must take the car, and winter is also the hunting season. These horseshoe pits, they were told to break their horses' hooves, and they did not dare to come again. If asked, they said that it was to prevent elk, dogs, and rats from harming the wheat seedlings, and they couldn't say anything. ”

"I also bribed some money to the people who performed martial arts in winter, and I didn't do school here."

The bird shook his head and smiled, knowing that it was not easy for the farmers to survive at this time, and it was understandable to do so.

When I look at those wheat seedlings again, I am even more amazed.

Planting wheat in winter and green wheat in the first month is a miracle, but it is rare that such wheat is in a row, not sown.

At this time, the Central Plains and other places have found that strip sowing is better than scattering seeds all over the sky, as the so-called "both seeds but no rows, stems grow but do not grow, and seedlings steal each other".

But you know that you know, and the popularization is still very early.

At this time, the cultivation of public land was not good, and those serfs in the well fields were directly held accountable; If the serfs do not plant their land well, they must be held accountable for the truth.

Besides, if you want to change one thing, the most difficult thing is to change people's minds, even if you want to improve your farming skills, you don't dare to say that you have summed it up yourself.

For example, everyone in the hundreds of peasant families falsely claimed that it was the inheritance made by Shennong's family, and they didn't dare to say that they wrote it themselves. On the one hand, he is worried about being troubled, and on the other hand, he falsely claims to be the legacy of Shennong, which is also easy to promote, and Shunong is more willing to believe in ancient things or ghosts and gods.

Tian Zheng didn't dare to change, didn't want to change, and was not allowed to change.

After the change, how should this bloodline pass on the ability to eat? Even if it is a farmer, it must be falsely claimed that it was made by the Shennong clan, otherwise Nong Zheng will definitely be dissatisfied and go to obstruct it.

This is not the most difficult place, the most difficult place is that at this time ox ploughing and ploughshares are not popular, and things like cocoon carts are still far away.

Since he felt that he was suitable for talent, he believed in his heart that this so-called wheat must have his reason, and it was impossible for the grains to be harvested.

It was said that spring planting and autumn harvesting, no one thought that it could be planted in autumn and harvested in spring and summer. Now it seems that the wheat is green, and it was not directly frozen to death as everyone thought. Once you have survived the winter, you can harvest in spring and summer.

All he was curious about now was how these people had planted such a large area of land vertically. If it was public land, it was possible for thousands of serfs to work together, but these were obviously private fields.

After asking his doubts, Six Fingers stopped and squatted on the ground.

He had been in front of Mozi for a long time, and sometimes when Mozi was talking, he often squatted on the ground and sketched something with a stick.

For example, he still remembers how Zi Mozi explained to him what a circle is, drew a circle on the ground with two wooden sticks, and told him: "Circle, one middle and the same length."

In other words, a circle is the set of all points with the same radius as the center of the circle. Just talking and not drawing, the bird slippery is difficult to understand; While painting, he said, and the bird woke up in an instant.

He still remembers looking at the circle on the ground and being fascinated, and he couldn't imagine that after dozens of years, he would have to squat down to see what a child was drawing.

The disciples in the back were not surprised, and some of the people who had a lot of land in their homes also squatted down and surrounded their six fingers in the middle.

Six Fingers is not very old, but after experiencing the last time he shot and the last time he stumbled in front of everyone in the village community to explain what is a happy land, being surrounded by dozens of people has long been inappropriate.

He squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil, the plains where the river had hit the plains, the soil was so fine that even if he held it in a tube, it would continue to flow out.

"Brother Shi said that everything has a downward heart, this is Tianzhi. So it's the same with seeds. But if the pile underneath is full and the tube is blocked, then the seeds will not fall. ”

As he spoke, he dug out some more sand with his left hand, connecting it with the tube in his palm. Sure enough, the sand in his hand, which had not completely flowed downward, no longer fell.

In this case, he carried the wheat seed on his body and pinched it in his hand with a small groove, so that the wheat flowing out naturally blocked the downward flow of the wheat seed. We use a small stone hammer and strike lightly, and the wheat seed will be shaken down through the gap left in the front and back, and after a long time, the groove made of wood will be exposed again, and the wheat seed on the back will fall down and fill the groove. ”

"Every time I hit this little grooved block with a stone hammer, a few seeds fall from both sides. If it falls too much, it will naturally fall from above, but it will not all flow out like water. ”

"Two oxen pulled the simple ploughshare made by Brother Shi in front, and we followed behind with a stone hammer to knock the groove down the wheat, just enough to keep up with the speed of the oxen. In this way, dozens of acres of land can be made in a day, unlike sprinkling seeds, and four people can't catch up with one person with a stone hammer to knock on a wooden block. ”

He was even more amazed, not only at this simple but effective whimsy, but also at how the children of this village community could speak so clearly, without the slightest timidity.

According to what the child said, he thought silently for a while, tried it with two more hands, and finally understood.

If it's a woodpipe and it's full of seeds, isn't it that the seeds on top can't fall?

With a slight knock, the top spiky seed will be shaken out, and after a long time, the woodpipe will definitely leak out, and the wheat on the back will automatically fall again until the woodpipe is blocked again.

And so on, constantly filling in the places.

You don't have to reach for the wheat or bend down to count the seeds, you just have to beat rhythmically and follow the ox.

The disciples who had a lot of land in their families also understood, and nodded, "This is really a good way." It's very simple. In this way, one person can be used as four people! And it can be used by both men and women, so you don't have to bend over and get low back pain. ”

Hearing the praise, Six Fingers smiled on his face, and couldn't help but praise him: "Since it is in line with the will of heaven, of course it is good." Brother Shi said that although this method is fast, it is still a little insufficient. When Mr. Mo Zhai came back, he wanted Mr. Mo Zhai to make a big wood, the same reason, but it was pulled by oxen, and he could plough a hundred acres of land in one day. ”

"This kind of knocking by hand will later be used on the slopes of mountains or on the ground with many stones. The kind that is drawn from oxen is used on flat land. One person and one ox, you can cultivate 300 acres of land, and then use this method of lodging wheat, two years and three crops, there will be a lot less hunger in the world, this is the means of our ink people to help the world, so that the world can know that as long as you know the will of heaven, you can save a lot of effort, plant more land, spin more yarn. ”

Six Fingers stood up and said in a tone that didn't look like a child: "We, ink people, don't we just want to get rid of the evils of the world and prosper the benefits of the world?" In this world, there are political affairs, state affairs, crops, hundreds of work, and military battles...... If you want to prosper the world, you must do your best like building a wall, and we are not only pioneers, but we must understand political affairs, state affairs, crops, hundreds of workers, and military warfare! Only in this way can the world be benefited, and how can there only be political affairs in this world? ”

These words were obviously not what he thought of himself, especially the tone and eyebrows when he said it, which was clearly imitating the person who said it.

At a young age, he wants to pretend to be a little adult, and all the inkers who watched laughed and touched his head one after another to show their goodwill.

After laughing, he asked, "You said we are ink writers...... Could it be that you are also an ink artist at a young age? ”