PS: Once each chapter exceeds 2,000 words, it feels like someone owes me money for one more word, which is a strange mentality. Although I find that other people don't want to exceed 3,000 words per chapter, I still need to improve it in the future.

Old Mr. Moreno came early in the morning to the Star Cat Farm, where the exhibition was held. On the way, he listened to his daughter's introduction: This exhibition is very loud, and several major cities around know the news that the exhibition will be held, and I heard that the diplomatic organs of the two countries have also made some representations from it, and this can be regarded as a matter of promoting cultural exchanges between the two countries, and of course they will not let go of this opportunity for exchanges.

After getting out of the car and leisurely walking into the Star Cat Farm, the first thing that attracted Mr. Moreno and his daughter was not the fresh ancient utensils, but the vivid paintings.

What they saw was the common "Cultivation and Weaving Map" in the Song Dynasty. It depicts a number of agricultural production processes, such as soaking, ploughing, rice planting, harvesting, and large grains. Whether it is Liu Songnian of the Southern Song Dynasty or other ordinary paintings on the outer wall of the yamen, the "Cultivation and Weaving Map" can show the agricultural production scene at that time to today's people.

While his daughter was busy taking pictures, Mr. Moreno Sr. chatted with the narrator standing next to him about the contents of the picture. The narrator was none other than Su Shi, who was not very easy to deal with Wang Anshi in the cafeteria not long ago. For the job of explaining, Su Shi's eloquence is fully competent, and Mr. Moreno Sr. listened to it with relish, until his daughter wanted to take her to another place to continue visiting.

What appeared next to Mr. Moreno Sr. was still not the ancient agricultural machinery he had hoped to see. It is the agricultural work that the scholars and doctors of the Song Dynasty are most proud of. Among them, the "Lychee Spectrum" and "Tangerine Record", which recorded the planting experience of fruit growers, quickly attracted the attention of Mr. Moreno Sr. He is preparing to expand the cultivation area of fruits and vegetables on his farm, and he wonders if these things from a thousand years ago will be useful to him.

Just wanted to ask Cai Xiang, the commentator next to him, and found that his daughter had finished taking photos and was about to leave here. Old Mr. Moreno pouted a little unhappily, but continued with his daughter to an exhibition location.

On the way, Mr. Moreno the Elder saw the 120-volume magnum opus "The Lunar Calendar". This masterpiece can also be regarded as the Great Song Dynasty's "Qi Min Yao Shu", but what is recorded in it is like a text like a book from heaven for old Mr. Moreno. He was eager to find some free time to study the production of that agricultural country.

The columbate was a tool that appeared in front of the eyes of Mr. Moreno Sr. shortly after. This is a not particularly old sowing tool, which was once recorded in Wang Zhen's "Book of Agriculture". Seeing this means that old Mr. Moreno has escaped from the area controlled by the Song Dynasty scholars. He finally saw the tools of the ancient splendid country that he wanted to see. Unfortunately, no one told him how to use this tool. The cart was next to it, and old Mr. Moreno thought it was a tool for weeding. But, again, no one told him how to use it. Maybe today's splendid people don't know how to use them.

Although he was well aware that the greatest flaw of this was an ancient tool, that is, a machine that could only be powered by human power, and could not be valued today, the elder Mr. Moreno really wanted to know how these things were used. He didn't know that this thought came out of it, but since he saw it, he had not been able to stop it from coming out of his mind.

Just as the elder Mr. Moreno was about to wrinkle around to see if there was a narrator, his daughter suddenly pulled her to the next place. Now, old Mr. Moreno is gone. He walked around like a child along the way, and he didn't have any time and space for himself, and he was already very disgusted. …

"You'd better go about your work. I'm just going around here and there. Old Mr. Moreno said decisively.

"Nope." Miss Moreno apparently disagreed, "I promised my brother to keep you safe. ”

"What a joke. Isn't it all in the past? Besides, I'm not a three-year-old, and I need you to keep me safe. ”

Miss Moreno, however, did not complain about the elder Mr. Moreno, and insisted on taking him out of the place. Old Mr. Moreno refused to live or die, no matter how hard his daughter pulled him, he just stood still and did not move.

"Let me stay with old Mr. Moreno."

Just when the father and daughter were arguing, a middle-aged man's voice came. Old Mr. Moreno and his daughter looked at each other at the same time, only to find that it was their rival, Mr. Bellou, standing there.

"To be honest, I'm curious about how this stuff is used." Mr. Bellou pointed to the cart next to him, "Although they are already backward farm tools, my curiosity still cannot be suppressed. So the two of us stay here, and Miss Moreno will go about your work. ”

Miss Moreno glanced warily at Mr. Bellou, and then at her father, who was impatient to let him go as soon as possible. Miss Moreno looked around, and saw that there were many people around, and she thought that Mr. Bellou would not do anything excessive under the trap of Zhongmu, so she left with confidence.

Mr. Bellou and Mr. Moreno Sr. looked at each other and smiled. They quickly found Wang Zhen, the commentator in charge of this part, and listened excitedly to his explanation of how these tools were used.

And in the crowd not far away, two pairs of small eyes were staring at each other. The owner of one of the eyes was Mr. Celesson, who was busy making extra money, and across from him was Mrs. Donner.

"I'm right." "I knew they were going to come together," said Mr. Celesson, pointing to Mr. Moreno Sr. and Mr. Bellou, who were fiddling with farm tools. I've researched both of their hobbies. ”

"Then it's yours." Mrs. Donner covered her face with a huge hat, sunglasses, and mask, and few people could easily recognize her in the crowd. She took out a red rod from her handbag and stuffed it into Mr. Sillesen.

Silesen knew it was a gold bar wrapped in red paper. He also knows his job is done. As for what Mrs. Donner was going to do, it had nothing to do with him.

In fact, he could guess what Mrs. Donner was going to do. If Mr. Moreno and Mr. Bellou were both rivals at the exhibition of the Star Cat Group, and the murderer fled without a trace. So who would Mr. Bellou's daughter, the son and daughter of Mr. Moreno Sr., consider to be the biggest suspect? Naturally, there is a common competitor Star Cat Group.

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