Feng Yong finally couldn't control his legs, kicked over, and scolded: "Get out!" Can a piece of paper be used as a family heirloom? It's up to you, it's all for you, and if what you make doesn't satisfy me, see how I clean you up! ”

Ding Er received a kick, but it became natural, listened to Feng Yong's words, hurriedly put the paper into his arms, made another big salute, and then ran away with a smile.

The housekeeper on the side finally couldn't help laughing, pointed at Ding Laohan who ran away, smiled at Feng Yong, and said, "I just asked this Ding Er to take advantage of the lord and take advantage of the good things that are stained with civility, so give it to him." I'm afraid that this thing will be harder than others when I go back. ”

The picture above is the real baby, okay? What's so good about a piece of paper? Forget it, in fact, in these years, paper is also a very rare thing, and Feng Yong once again felt powerless. Well, before the artifact was born to show its power, how could the world know how precious the drawings of the artifact were?

"Oops, I'm confused!" Feng Yongyi patted his head, and there was a drawing of an iron pot and stove in his arms, and he originally wanted to ask Ding Laohan if he could make an iron pot after explaining the Quyuan plow, but now he was interrupted, but he forgot about it. At that moment, he reached into his arms, took out another piece of paper, handed it to the housekeeper, and said, "I have to trouble Uncle Zhao to run around for this matter, build a new stove for the family, press the top one, and then build such an iron pot." I'm useful. ”

I've wanted to make an iron pot for a long time, but I haven't had a chance, and now I take the opportunity to transform the Quyuan plow and build it together.

"Iron?" The butler looked at the drawings for a while, "But I don't know how big the lord wants to build?" ”

"It's not big, that's it, it's smaller than a grinding disc." Feng Yongbi gestured to the housekeeper, and his hand made an arc, "Pay attention to the inside and outside to be smooth, do you understand what smooth means?" That's it, that's ......"

This time, it was the butler's turn to have a toothache, and he inhaled: "Lord, I'm afraid it will cost a lot!" And I have to go to the city to do it, so I am afraid that there will not be much silk left at home to buy chickens. ”

The housekeeper is not distressed about the silk silk, the thoughts of these years, food is the confidence, and the Feng family is not yet in the time to save it.

"You can buy fewer chickens, and if you can't raise 300, then raise 100, and raise more later. But this thing can't be delayed any longer. For me, it's better not to have chickens, but it's indispensable. ”

The butler nodded, "Hearing what the lord said, it seems that this thing is extremely important, and the old servant will arrange it as soon as possible." ”

"That is, this thing can't be made, it's tasteless to eat meat!"

Most of the current cooking methods are boiling, that is, putting food in a clay pot, boiling it with water, boiling it into a paste, adding at most some ingredients, and then it can be served. If you have the conditions to eat meat at home, you can also use roasting, and sprinkle some salt after roasting, the key is that the vast majority of people can't eat meat. The last is frying, such as frying woad vegetables, take a clay pot and put it on the fire to roast, and then put the woad on top and flatten it, and serve it with water after frying, even the ingredients are saved.

Now that the conditions have finally changed, Feng Yong can't wait.

Ding Er's work ability is good and efficient, and at noon on the third day, he rushed to Feng Yong, who was fishing, with a well-made Quyuan plow.

"Alas, alas! Stop, stop, what are you doing? Scare the fish away. Feng Yong was taken aback, stood up and scolded Ding Er.

"Plough ......" Ding Er's stupid and stupid appearance made people want to kick him at a glance. I saw him point to the plow on the ground, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "It's done, please take a look at the master's house." “

So fast? Of course, Feng Yong saw the plow, but he still felt incredible, and looked at Ding Ershuang's eyes full of red bloodshots, and then he understood, it seems that this guy started work as soon as he went back, and it is estimated that he stayed up all night and rushed out, and he is a man of action. But even so, in Feng Yong's opinion, the speed is a bit fast?

The butler who was running behind arrived out of breath at this time, and then helped the willow tree next to him to bend over and pant for breath, unable to speak for a while.

Feng Yong bent down and looked at the first curved plow in the history of this world, well, yes, the carpenter's craftsmanship is not bad, the whole body is made of wood, although the plow is divided into several parts, and then combined, but when Feng Yong holds the plow handle and shakes it hard, he feels that all parts are cleverly and tightly tenon and tenon together, and the whole curved plow gives people a feeling of unity. Of course, it can't compare to the all-iron construction of later generations, but it is not bad to be able to make it like this.

"This, ploughshare, why don't you use iron sheets?" Feng Yong suddenly pointed to the ploughshare and asked.

"The lord, in a small family, it is thanks to the blessing of the lord to be able to eat and eat, and you still want iron? That's it, it took Ding Er and his three babies to rush out for two nights. In a hurry, it is reasonable to dissatisfy the sovereign, that is, to let the sovereign take a look and see where it still needs to be modified. The butler finally came back to his senses and hurriedly explained beside him.

Feng Yong smashed his mouth, embarrassed again, he still couldn't get rid of his previous thinking, iron is this thing, a farmer who has been busy in the farmland all his life, he is afraid that it will be difficult to see a few pieces in his life. It turned out that there were three sons' helpers at home, so it was no wonder that it could be made in two days.

"In that case, Uncle Zhao, aren't our family going to the city to make iron pots? Tell Ding Er to make a ploughshare according to this, and then he will take the ploughshare to the city, and ask the blacksmith to make an iron piece and set it on it. ”

The ground must be deeply cultivated in order to produce more grain. Without iron ploughshares, where does deep ploughing come from?

"The old servant knows." Steward Zhao answered, turned to Ding Er is kick, "What are you still doing?" I didn't hear the words of the Lord, so go and make another ploughshare. ”

Ding Er was kicked, but he smirked, glanced at the housekeeper gratefully, saluted Feng Yong, and was about to turn around and leave with the Quyuan plow.

"Slow," Feng Yong suddenly thought of something, "This plow, your three sons all helped to make it?" ”

"Back to the Lord's house, yes." Ding Er replied blankly.

"How many children do you have? How old are they? ”

"Three boys, one girl. The eldest is fourteen, and the girl is the eldest, just ten years old this year. Twenty-three, thirty-two. ”

"Well, forget it, the boss, the rest of the babies, pick a clever one, and send it to the house to do things, both male and female. There has been a recent shortage of manpower in the province. ”

It seems that this Ding Er and his wife are very powerful, and they have given birth to three male babies for three consecutive years.

"Huh?" Ding Er was at a loss again.

"Ahh The housekeeper couldn't look at it from the side, and kicked it over again, "Why don't you hurry up and thank the master's family, it's a great thing!" ”

The housekeeper's feet were quite strong, and he kicked Ding Er with a fierce kick.

Only then did Ding Er react, threw the plow, and hurriedly threw himself down and kowtowed in front of Feng Yong.

"Stop!" Feng Yong flashed to the side, "Don't kowtow again." ”

Ding Er immediately got up.

The quality of this wooden plough is really good, Feng Yong ignored Ding Er, who was so excited that he was about to twist his body into a twist, and stood up the wooden plough again and looked at it carefully. Just now, Ding Er suddenly threw the wooden plow on his shoulder to the ground, Feng Yong was still worried about whether it would fall apart, but now it seems that it is still sturdy, there is no looseness, it seems that Ding Er's family's craftsmanship is really good.

"Not bad." Feng Yong let go of the wooden plow, clapped his hands, and said to Ding Er, "Just follow this and make another one soon." He turned to the housekeeper and said, "Uncle Zhao, one iron ploughshare is not enough, let's make two." ”

Originally, I just wanted to make one first to see if I could use it, but now I didn't expect that this curved plough made of wood has no weight of later generations, and the appearance is not too far from that of later generations, and the quality is also passable - at least compared with the straight plough that cannot be deeply cultivated, this one will definitely be able to plough the ground deeper. If you have two cows at home, you naturally have to make two, and it doesn't cost much more to make an iron ploughshare.

As for why Ding Er wanted to let a child come to the mansion to do things, this was naturally Feng Yong's preparation for the great cause of raising chickens. Although it is said that you will not buy chicks until after summer planting, it does not mean that you should not prepare in advance now. Anyway, there are so many children in the Ding Er family, and it doesn't matter if there is one less to help.