The people in the village all make a living from the fields, and the harvest in the fields is the source of the family's livelihood.

This kind of thing is all about God's face, and this year God doesn't give face, and there is no way, so the farmers are worried.

"Why do you have to cultivate the land, can't you just plant it? This saves time and effort. ”

The eldest grandson's family was a powerful family in the previous dynasty, and the eldest grandson Chong grew up pampered since he was a child, and he naturally didn't understand farming when he never went to the ground, so he made this kind of joke.

"It is not good to grow crops like that, and it is better not to plant a little harvest than to plant it." Fang Wenquan didn't know the principle, but he was an old farmer for many years and had a lot of experience in farming.

"Why?"

"How can the cultivation method be reversed from the development of slash-and-burn farming to the present." Fang Yiai is reluctant to be a science teacher, so naturally he will not study the principle with him.

"Uncle Wen Quan, is there anything we can do?"

Fang Yiai thinks that he is strong and strong, and it is not impossible to work hard, and there are many people sent by the family, so they can join in to help.

He has always been: there is kindness to repay kindness, and there is revenge to repay mistakes.

To be reborn in a lifetime, you must live happily and resentfully.

"No, no, no! Jiro, how can you do rough work. Fang Wenquan didn't say a word, shook his head and refused.

Fang Yiai would change his mind easily, turn around and go home directly to gather his subordinates, and the group went to the ground.

A few days ago, he kept in mind the fact that the farmers sent supplements, although it was nothing to him, and for the poor people, they were afraid that they could come up with the best things, and they were reluctant to eat them, but they gave them to themselves to recuperate.

When we arrived at the field, every household was busy.

In front of me, two middle-aged people pulled the plow in front, gritted their teeth and walked forward with difficulty, already tired and sweating profusely. Behind him was a half-grown child, holding on to the handle of the plough and pushing forward with all his strength.

They move faster than a snail, and they have to stop and rest after a few steps.

This special mother, completely use people as animals!

"Uncle Wen Quan, why is this happening? Are there no cattle on the farm? Fang Yiai frowned and asked.

"Yes, there are more than a dozen cows on our village, and the owner is kind, so that the farmers in the village take turns to use them, and they also borrowed a few from the county, but time can't wait, there are people who can't take their turn every year, and this year has been delayed for so long, I'm afraid there are more people."

Looking at the edge of the field in the distance, more people are looking anxiously.

Fang Wenquan shook his head, sighed and said: "There is no harvest, the family can only drink the northwest wind, and I am afraid that I will not be able to survive this year!" ”

"I'm here to help!"

Seeing that the three of them stopped again, gasping for breath, and were already tired like dogs, Fang Yiai rolled up his sleeves and went directly to the field.

In his last life, when he was a child, he also went to the land in the countryside, and the business was still relatively familiar.

Seeing that Fang Yi's love went to the ground, Cheng Chumo and his brothers were not to be outdone, and replaced the two middle-aged people who pulled the plow, and the three of them worked together to push the plow forward.

When they got to the ground, Fang Wenquan also came to help, and a few people wasted their old noses before turning around.

"Let's go!"

Cheng Chumo yelled, and the brothers were about to pull the plow away, when they suddenly heard Fang Yiai shouting: "Wait a minute, I'll take a look at the plow." ”

"What's so nice about this plow, not all of them are the same."

Fang Yiai ignored them and searched hard for memories, this plow was different from the plow I saw in my hometown when I was a child in my previous life! Don't...... Is this the legendary straight plow?

Right! That's the straight plow, that's right!

He patted his head, and then remembered that Quyuan plough only appeared at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and naturally there would not be during the Zhenguan period.

He crouched on the ground with a frown, falling into silence......

"Get the curved plough out?"

How much the Quyuan plow has a role in farming, he has a little guess in his heart.

Let's put it this way......

Even in the eighties and nineties of later generations, the Quyuan plough was still in use, and it was not replaced until later mechanized planting that it was replaced, but it was not completely replaced, and mechanized planting could not be achieved in many places.

He was born in the countryside in his previous life, and when he was a child, he saw Quyuan plow, and slowly woke up with his memory, and he was no stranger to Quyuan plow.

I really made Qu Yuan plow, and all the efforts I made before were afraid that they would be in vain in an instant, and even those stigma would be washed away, in case Li Shimin still wanted to give Gao Yang to himself......

Fang Yiai kept reminding himself in his heart, "I am a bystander, everything in this world has nothing to do with me, and I can't put myself in it for the sake of others......"

However, just let it go, and he couldn't help it!

"What is Fang Er doing? You can't plow the land anymore, and if you can't do it, you will be replaced! Cheng Chumo was a little impatient and urged.

Fang Yiai came to his senses, glanced at him, ignored his words, and fell in love with Fang Wenquan, "Uncle Wenquan, is there a blacksmith in the village?" ”

He already had a decision in his mind.

"Yes! Why do you ask this? Now I'm busy farming, I'm afraid I don't have time to open the furnace. ”

"Uncle Wen Quan, you call him over, I will go back to Zhuangzi to wait for you, and I will say that he has delayed his cultivation of the land, and I will cover his family's food and clothing this year." Fang Yiyi said lovingly, got up and hurried to the farm.

Cheng Chumo and the two brothers glanced at each other, tacitly: "I must have thought of something good again."

The two put down the plough and rake, and followed Fang Yiai to Zhuangzi.

The nearby farmers, seeing this scene, shook their heads helplessly, "This is not material for hardship, and it didn't take long for you to slip away." ”

Fang Wenquan was stunned for a moment, but he still went to call the blacksmith, Fang Yi loved the blacksmith's family, which was not a problem in his opinion.

A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Wenquan and a swarthy middle-aged man hurried to the Fang family's house, and at this time Fang Yiai was in the study.

"The villain hammer has seen the young master."

The two came in, Fang Yiai drew the last stroke, put the pencil back into the pen holder, and didn't have time to greet the two of them, so he pushed the drawing over.

"Uncle Hammer, this is a new plough, see if you can make it?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the two looked at Fang Yiai and didn't believe his words very much.

The first of his bereavements is too young, and the second is that he is a young master, I am afraid that he doesn't even understand farming, how can he make a new plow?

"This kind of plough is light and labor-saving, at least it can save a cow, a horse, or two people can pull it, and it is very convenient to turn around at the edge of the field, and it can greatly improve the speed of cultivation......"

After Fang Yiai's introduction, the two paid attention to the drawings and asked suspiciously: "Is this true?" ”

Fang Yiai continued: "Not only that, this kind of plough ploughs the soil very deeply, which can effectively remove wild grass, and the ploughed ground is soft and soft, which is conducive to the growth of crops. ”

"This ...... Is it really that powerful? ”

To be honest, it's unlikely not to be excited, how much do they wish it was true? The more Fang Yiai said it, the more they couldn't believe it, this "Quyuan Plow" was too against the sky!