Throw yourself on the couch indiscriminately, hugging your head and thinking about your thoughts. A feeling of emaciation came up, making Li Chengqian feel that life was boring. The life of the gentleman has become farther and farther away, and the original pride and ambition have almost been wiped out within half a year.

Although he blew the when talking to the eldest grandson Wuji yesterday, he was more or less affected by him.

Although Li Chengqian thinks that this kind of thing is not very necessary, people's minds are likely to change because of a little thing, and who knows how much wind and waves his little butterfly can set off.

Although even Li Chengqian's rebellion was not beheaded by Lao Li in history, who knows what will happen when it is his turn now? At that time, it was the seventeenth year of Zhenguan, and Comrade Lao Li was almost fifty years old, can he compare with the current twenty-nine years old?

To run a farm, it is necessary to contact the generals of the Sixteenth Guard, who can guarantee that Lao Li will not be suspicious in this process? Don't worry about the yellow mud falling into the crotch of your pants at that time, it's not but is.

Now it's okay, if there is no accident, the sixteen generals themselves are completely offended, maybe there will be trouble in some things in the future, but it is better than being remembered by Lao Li.

I really want to be like Li Chengqian in history, go my own way, live a chic and comfortable life, and live my true self, but ...... Forget it, let's live well, it's not easy to cross once.

Li Chengqian's request was arranged by Lao Li in the early dynasty, but it was a prince's decree, not an edict, and invisibly, the hatred value was greater.

Li Chengqian, who was napping in a daze, felt his eyes sweeping over him more than once, thinking that most of them meant to beat him.

But whatever, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and I will talk about it later.

Zhang Lao Er was found, holding the ghost drawing-like drawings drawn by Li Chengqian, and said that he wanted to be regarded as a family heirloom (that's what he said last time), and it is estimated that when he dies, the family should be almost all 'treasures'.

From the conversation with Zhang Laoer, Li Chengqian knew that the original current farm tools and utensils have no drawings, and if you have to find information, you can only find words such as material geometry.

So although Li Chengqian's paintings are a little incomprehensible to him, for Zhang Laoer, an old carpenter, this is a classic.

After fiddling with Lao Zhang in the prison for three days, the first Quyuan plough in the Tang Dynasty came out, and in order to test whether this thing was good or not, Li Chengqian specially found a time to go to an oil mill.

Li Chengqian, Xue Rengui, the 'bald king' and four carpenters, plus a pair of plough sticks, drove lightly, went out of the imperial city, and went straight to the oil mill. It's just that Lao Xue refused to take Li Chengqian's carriage this time, and insisted on riding a horse.

Damn, can't you sit in the carriage if it's a little crooked? I can't pour it again, besides, this time I went out with a repairman - carpenter Zhang Laoer.

"Your Royal Highness, your car ......" Zhang Lao Er became a little hesitant when he saw Li Chengqian's carriage, and began to regret his big bag, the wood was bad, how could he repair it, and what Zhang Lao Er wanted to ask most was where did this broken car come from?

"The car belongs to the previous dynasty, and it took a lot of effort to get it in this palace, and there are few cars in the Tang Dynasty, and they are always valuable." Li Chengqian's face was full of pride, as if he was introducing his limited edition classic car in Hyundai.

Carpenter Zhang regretted it even more, he had already known that he would not repair the car, how good it would be, there were few cars in the whole Datang, and the consequences would be unpredictable if it was not repaired.

The old horse broke the car, and in the 'crunching' sound all the way, Carpenter Zhang was in a worried mood, and sat on the newly replaced wheel (the old one was bought and broken off by Xi Jun, and it was not installed, and the bloody one could not be used), for fear that the car would fall apart halfway.

All the way to the oil mill without a word, Lao Xue entered the village to find out Zheng Laohan, anyway, he had been here before, and he ate a beef leg from other people, and people in the village would not forget this foodie.

The small village is already very prosperous, and the construction of two new oil mills has also started, and the sound of oil pressing is non-stop, which can be clearly heard at the entrance of the village.

The crowd is even more endless, and the small village has become famous since the last time Changsun Chong took two barrels of soybean oil from Li Chengqian. The big families in Chang'an City have come to buy soybean oil, if anyone still uses vegetable oil to fry vegetables, it is definitely a shameful thing.

"Your Highness, you're here." The red-faced Zheng Laohan followed behind Xue Rengui, happily came out of the village, and arrived in front of Li Chengqian in a few steps, because there were no outsiders, so he did not call the young master hypocritically.

"Hmm. Lao Zheng, do you have time? Nodding his head, it was counted as a return gift, and Li Chengqian asked directly.

"Yes, what does Your Highness command?" Zheng Laohan replied crisply. In the face of a prince, he really couldn't say the word 'unavailable'. As for the housekeepers and the like who are waiting in the village, let them wait, and they don't dare to compete with the 'Highness' for time.

"There are ploughing cattle in the village, right? Let's go experiment with something. Li Chengqian was not polite, the time was tight and the task was heavy, and he had to rush back to the palace to deal with other things after trying.

Zheng Laohan said repeatedly: "Yes, the old man will take it." ”

accompanied Li Chengqian to try the oil mill once, and the result was a great benefit, and the entire Chang'an City was using his family's oil. In return for the favor, of course the old man didn't mind helping Li Chengqian.

After finding a piece of wasteland outside the village, unloading the plough stick from the cart and putting it on the ploughing ox, Zheng Laohan found that the plow stick was a little different from the one they had been using.

"Your Highness, is this a new plow?" Zheng Laohan asked suspiciously after circling the Quyuan plough twice.

"Yes, new plow, let's try it out with you today and see if it works." Li Chengqian replied while watching Zhang Lao Er busily adjusting the Quyuan plow.

"Can you let the old man try to the plow?" Zheng Laohan took the initiative to ask.

"You can't do it all the time, and none of us here can do farm work except him." Li Chengqian pointed at Zhang Lao Er and said helplessly.

Needless to say, he himself is 9 years old, not much taller than a plow, and even he doesn't have that much strength to operate. Lao Xue and the 'Bald King' are two martial artists, and they have never held anything else except weapons.

So among the few people who came, Zhang Lao Er had some experience in farming.

"Your Highness, how can you handle this thing, the old man is just right, just right." Zheng Laohan rubbed his hands and said in a eager posture.

At this time, Zhang Lao Er had already adjusted the plow, stood aside, and only waited for Li Chengqian to speak before starting the test.