The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

Chapter 192
Gu Shitou was depressed, and followed the last of the team with his head downcast.

After more than half an hour, Li Dalang stopped the carriage when he reached the wooden plank bridge he often walks on.

Xiaojuan poked her head out from the carriage, "What's going on?"

Li Dalang replied in a deep voice: "The wooden bridge in front is broken, so I can't cross it."

Zhou Boyan hurried forward, approached the wooden bridge and took a look, his eyes dimmed.At this moment, a guard dismounted from his horse, stepped forward to look around, then walked back to Zhou Boyan and whispered back, "My lord, someone deliberately sabotaged it and cut it with an axe."

Zhou Boyan looked at Li Dalang, "Which other road leads to the farm?"

Li Dalang pointed to the bare woods in the east, "You can pass through the woods, there is a road leading to a carriage in the middle, but it's a bit of a detour."

Zhou Boyan looked around, "Let's go, just go over there."

Three guards were in front, three guards were behind, Zhou Boyan followed the side of the car, and a group of people unhurriedly diverted to walk through the forest.Surprisingly, they came out of the forest without any surprise or danger, without any abnormality.

In the fields, farmers are busy in twos and threes, some planing sorghum stubble, corn corn stubble, and some planting spring wheat. In short, the farmers' work for a year has begun.

When approaching the farm that belongs to the ancient mansion, a dozen or twenty people can be seen working in the field in a far distance.There are those who spread farmyard manure, those who drive the oxen behind and help the plow to plow the fields, those who sow the wheat seeds, and those who pull the crossbars and follow behind them to bury the wheat seeds...

When he got close, Qing Shu stopped the carriage, got off the station and stood on the ground to watch the people in Zhuangzi work.

Soon the plowing ox came to Qingshu and the others, and everyone saw that the plow pulled by the ox was very special.There are only two types of plows for farmers, that is, the plowshares below are divided into large plowshares for deep plowing and small plowshares for shallow plowing, and except for the plowshare, the rest of the plow is basically made of wood. Ridge by ridge.

The plow used in Gufu Zhuangzi is basically made of iron except for the wooden handrail, and it is about one meter long in the horizontal direction. There are not one but eight plowshares at the bottom. The small plowshare that is usually used for shallow plowing is even smaller.

When they got out of the field, Wu Guanshi, who was helping the plow, stopped the cattle to rest, then looked back at the eight shallow ridges that were turned out behind him, and said with a happy face: "Miss, this plow is definitely a good hand for growing wheat."

Qing Shu also had a happy expression on his face, "What do you think about the depth? Are the wheat seedlings easy to come out?"

"Exactly. It's just that the scalper is a little tired." Steward Wu went over and patted the scalper's neck with a distressed expression.

Qing Shu smiled, "You can modify it a little, and turn this plow into a plow that can hold two oxen!"

Hearing this, Manager Wu was relieved, "Miss is still thoughtful. When work is over in the evening, the little one will immediately go to the plow to find a blacksmith."

Followed by the eight people who ordered the wheat seeds, they went out to the field and greeted Qingshu.

At this time, Zhou Boyan came over and kept looking at the plow and the shallow ridge it made, "Is this a plow specially used for growing wheat?"

Qing Shu had already turned around, and Manager Wu answered in charge, "Yes, Mr. Yan."

Zhou Boyan looked at the large field of wheat that had already been planted, "Where did you buy it?"

Manager Wu said proudly: "I didn't buy it, it was made by the young lady."

"Huh?" Zhou Boyan thought he heard it wrong, and glanced at Qing Shu who was talking to the two seed planters with his back turned to him.

Manager Wu was very happy, "Miss figured it out after reading agricultural books. We went to a blacksmith to print it. The first time we typed it out, we tried it and found it wrong, so we changed it again. After repeated typing four or five times, it finally worked." Look, son, it's not even noon yet, and we've finished planting the wheat that others have to plant for two days."

Zhou Boyan said with a matter-of-fact look: "Type one more and keep it for me."

Steward Wu didn't dare to speak immediately, and looked in Qingshu's direction.

Qing Shu turned around and said to Zhou Boyan angrily, "Do you hate me? Why are you everywhere? You don't farm the land, why are you coveting my plow?"

Zhou Boyan suddenly remembered her love for silver, "I will buy it with silver."

Qingshu refused straight away, "I won't sell it." She asked Guanshi Wu to negotiate with the blacksmith. The plows were produced and all were brought to Jinyang City's annual spring plowing meeting to sell at a high price.It doesn't matter if you can't sell it, just pull it back and save it.In the coming year, believe it or not, no one will buy it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Steward Wu did not let the scalper rest, and drove the scalper to turn around, and once again helped the plow go into the field to work.

Zhou Boyan took a few steps to the side, looked at Qingshu and said, "Come here, take a step to talk."

Qing Shu didn't like his tone very much, it was a bit commanding, "There's nothing to say, if you don't sell it, you don't sell it."

Zhou Boyan thought it was funny, "Do you know that you look like a child who has a temper tantrum?"

"So what?" After finishing speaking, Qingshu greeted Xiaojuan to get into the car. She wanted to see how tall the wheat had grown, so she didn't want to stand here and bicker with him. It felt very strange.

When she got to the place, Xiaojuan opened her mouth wide with disbelief on her face, "Miss, it...it...it's too fast."

Qing Shu stared at the gratifying wheat and narrowed his eyes with a smile.Although the wheat seedlings are relatively thin, but without affecting the normal farming in the past, it is good to have additional harvest.When the ten mu of wheat matures, it may be able to pick up a crop of corn.In this way, isn't the ten acres of wheat an extra harvest?

Zhou Boyan had already walked into the field, staring at the green wheat seedlings thoughtfully.

Qing Shu frowned slightly, "Don't tell me, you're playing tricks on me again."

Zhou Boyan neither refuted nor admitted, and asked her with a serious face, "Will the next crop be delayed? Will the gain outweigh the loss?"

Qing Shu didn't expect him to ask such a question, she was stunned, and told the truth, "I don't know, we won't know the result until it harvests. But, according to my estimation, at least a crop of beans can be picked up."

Zhou Boyan heard this, walked in along the wheat field, suddenly squatted down in one place, pulled the wheat seedlings with his big hands, then waved his big hands at Qingshu, "Come here."

Qing Shu thought that he found something wrong, walked over, slightly bent down and looked at the place where he pulled away, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Boyan glanced behind her calmly, seeing that no one else was following, he lowered his voice and said, "I want you to be mentally prepared in advance, your wheat will attract people from Sinong Temple in Beijing sooner or later."

Qingshu's movements froze for a moment, and his mind was slightly chaotic.She used to believe that at least this year it would not attract other people's attention, but now she doesn't believe it because there is a Xiao family in Jinyang City.From the day when they made their grudge public, the Xiao family will always pay attention to her movements, and they will naturally find unusual wheat fields in her village. "Is there someone from the Xiao family in Sinong Temple?"

(End of this chapter)