"Exactly!" Xu Shu also sighed with emotion: "I haven't been here for two years, and the scenery is still the same." ”

Liu Qi was excited in his heart, and first urged the horse to go down the hill and go straight to the villa.

When he came to the bridge and dismounted, crossed the creek, crossed the bamboo forest, and went to the thatched house, Liu Qi personally stepped forward and knocked on the firewood door.

When the courtyard door opened, it was a boy, seeing Liu Qi's unfamiliar appearance, but seeing Xu Shu behind him, he was surprised: "Mr. Yuanzhi? ”

Xu Shu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "This is General Zuo!" ”

Liu Qi hugged his fists and said: "Under Liu Qi, my father Liu Biao, I came to meet Mr. Kong Ming." ”

The boy shook his head and said, "The general came unfortunately, Mr. went out to visit friends this morning." ”

A trace of worry flashed in Xu Shu's eyes, and he said to Liu Qi: "Kong Ming is out, there is no fixed day, I'm afraid it will ......."

"It's okay, I'm waiting for me to come on a spring outing!" Liu Qi waved his hand indifferently, looked around, saw a fertile field on the left, and asked, "This is the land where Kong Ming cultivates?" ”

The boy nodded and said, "These days are ploughing the ground and fertilizing, and when the gentleman comes back, he can farm." ”

Liu Qi walked over and took a look, the ridges were very neat, the ridges were as straight as lines, and OCD would cry when he saw it.

Turning his head to see the wooden plow in the corner, he said "Huh", walked over to help him up, and watched carefully.

Xu Shu was puzzled: "What's so peculiar about this wooden plow?" ”

"This plough is a little too heavy." Liu Qi looked at it for a while, shook his head and sighed.

The boy was immediately displeased and said: "This wooden plough has been transformed by my husband, not only can be cultivated, but also sown, I am afraid that the whole Xiangyang and even the entire Jingzhou, only this wooden plow is in Longzhong." ”

This wooden plough is different from my impression, the plough wheel is straight and long, the ground is like a machine tool, although the wooden bucket for sowing is added, but it looks bulky and dull.

"It's trouble-free, but it's not effort-free!" Liu Qi thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Qu Yuan Plough might not have appeared at this time, and suddenly had an idea.

"The general also knows how to farm?" The boy looked unconvinced, and looked at Liu Qi with his chin raised slightly.

Xu Shu was also stunned on the side, Zhuge Liang is very familiar with these instruments, likes to collect all kinds of ancient books, and often figures out the transformation by himself, which is breathtaking.

This wooden plough was placed at the door, obviously for the convenience of others to imitate it, it must be Zhuge Liang's proud work, and it was said by Liu Qi to be so unbearable?

"I know a little bit about it!" Liu Qi smiled slightly and asked, "Can I borrow a pen and paper?" ”

"Please take a break in the cottage!" The boy was suspicious and took Liu Qi and others into the courtyard.

This courtyard is very quiet, pine and bamboo around the wall, there are fruit trees and flowers in the yard, the garden is actually a gossip shape, all kinds of pebbles are meticulously paved, it is simply a gospel place for obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When he arrived at a pavilion in the courtyard and sat down, another boy brought tea, Xu Shu seemed a little uneasy, looked around, and occasionally sighed.

Soon the pen and paper were put on the table, and Liu Qi drew a sketch of the quyuan plow, and introduced: "Change this place to a triangle, and the front end is connected by an iron ring to facilitate the control of the direction......

After Liu Qi finished painting, it looked like a root number, only using a handle and a curved yuan, and connecting it with a horizontal wood in the middle, directly subtracting a large section of the wooden bed, which was very concise.

"This ......" The boy was full of disdain, and wanted to sneer, but because of his identity, he changed his words: "Can this plow land?" ”

Liu Qi said with a smile: "Mr. is proficient in equipment, come back and ask him to transform and make it, and you will know it by trying." ”

The boy said perfunctorily: "Thank you for the general's advice." ”

Xu Shu couldn't see whether this thing was useful or not, and thought that if Liu Qi got the axe, he would be laughing and generous, and he would be despised by Zhuge , and it would be even more hopeless to ask him to go out of the mountain.

Then he said: "Since Kong Ming is not here, why don't the general leave a letter and come back at a later date?" ”

"It's good!" Liu Qi nodded slightly.

Without looking for paper alone, he wrote a poem under the Quyuan plough and left.

In the evening, two people walked on Wollongong, one with long sleeves and one in a long shirt, carrying a bag, it was Zhuge Liang and the third brother Zhuge Jun.

When he returned to the village, the boy hurried out and said in surprise: "How can the two masters return in one day?" ”

Zhuge Jun said with a smile: "Mr. Cui is not at home, and it is spring planting, so he will go home first." ”

The boy greeted the entrance and said, "A distinguished guest has come today, it is Liu Qi, the son of Liu Jingzhou, and Mr. Yuan Zhi is also ......."

"Yuan Zhi leads the way?" Zhuge Liang frowned slightly, and said unhappily: "Xu Shu wants to sacrifice me as a sacrifice?" ”

"Then Liu Qi is too young and frivolous!" The boy also helped: "I actually said that the wooden plough that Mr. renovated was cumbersome, and he actually left a sketch with an axe." ”

"Hmph, ignorant of it!" Zhuge Liang walked to the pavilion, snorted slightly when he heard the words, and walked into the grass hall with his sleeves brushed.

Zhuge Jun was a little curious, walked over to take a look, and exclaimed: "Second brother, there is a poem here, which is in line with my brother's previous sigh of worrying about the people." ”

"Read it and hear it." Zhuge Liang washed his hands under the porch and did not look back.

Zhuge Jun read aloud:

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn;

There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death! ”

"Huh?" Zhuge Liang turned around, shook the water droplets in his hand and said with a smile: "This must have been done by Yuan Zhizhi." ”

"Brother, look at this picture again." Zhuge Jun took the paper.

"This is ......" Zhuge Liang was smiling lightly, his face suddenly changed slightly, and his gaze was fixed on the sketch.

actually wiped his hands on himself, took the drawings and looked at them carefully, the poem below was the same as the handwriting seen in Shuijing Villa.

Zhuge Jun was taken aback: "Brother, isn't this wooden plow useful?" ”

Only when he saw the fragments of ancient books, very delicate mechanisms, would Zhuge Liang be so out of shape.

"Prepare the materials now!" Zhuge Liang stuffed the drawings to Zhuge Jun and walked quickly to the back hall: "Change clothes!" ”

Zhuge Jun was stunned for a moment before beckoning the boy to prepare, and soon the courtyard was equipped with wooden beds, axes, chisels, saws, and pushes.

Soon Zhuge Liang changed into a coarse cloth shirt, wrapped his hair in a green scarf, and became clean and neat, which was diametrically opposed to Fang Cai's elegant temperament.

Zhuge Jun advised: "It's getting late, it's better to try again tomorrow." ”

"Let's make this song first!" Zhuge Liang is a resolute person, once there is a decision, he will never delay.

Zhuge Jun had no choice but to help with the boy, found a similar wooden stake and started to do it.

Zhuge Liang pointed and said: "The original plough frame was often broken, but if it is changed to a triangular shape, it will be much more stable, save a lot of materials, and be more convenient to promote." ”

Zhuge Jun was puzzled in his heart, there was always one side of the four-sided plough frame that would be deformed or broken, and they couldn't improve it after thinking of many ways, Liu Qi simply subtracted one side, wouldn't it be easier to fall apart?

But I heard Zhuge Liang sigh: "Quyuan plough is not only complicated and simple, but also convenient and labor-saving, and the cultivated land can be controlled by itself, and there is no need to lead the livestock to guide the way." ”

Zhuge was a little unconvinced: "Cutting corners has a miraculous effect? ”

Zhuge Liang stroked his beard and sighed: "This is a skillful workmanship, after this transformation, one acre of land in the past, three acres can be cultivated in the future, and the result is twice as much with half the effort!" ”

Zhuge Jun was surprised: "Such a coincidence? ”

"Yuan Zhi doesn't know how to use equipment, what kind of person is Liu Qi?" Zhuge Liang frowned.

Liu Qi may have been prepared for the poem, but the transformation of the wooden plough was by no means prepared in advance, and if it was temporary, this person would be too mysterious.