Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Tuesday Lang wondered, "Didn't you say that the drawings were given by you?"

"Yes, from the agricultural book."

Zhou Dalang's eyes lit up and he asked, "Then can our family make one too?"

Man Bao nodded and waved his small hand, "Anyone can do it."

They have taught carpenters, can they still stop carpenters from doing them?

What Lao Zhoutou is more concerned about is, "Is the cost high?"

Manbao looked at Bai Shanbao, and Bai Shanbao turned to look at Daji.

Daji, Daji looked around, and finally found that no one could see him, so he said, "The carpenter doesn't want to come to the house, young master wait a moment, I'll go get the kid who brought the plow back."

"Because this plough was built for the first time, the carpenter thought about it for a long time. The wood is self-provided, and in addition, it costs nine hundred wen."

Lao Zhoutou and others were speechless, this is too expensive, right?

Jiading continued: "But before he came back, he said that if we want to do the second one, because we already know how to do it, we bring our own wood, and the wages are only 800 yuan. If the quantity is large, 700 yuan and 50 yuan will also make ."

Old Zhoutou's expression finally calmed down, because they usually cost about 700 yuan to make plows.

He first looked at Master Bai and asked with a smile, "Master Bai, do you want to change the plow at home?"

Master Bai's eyes flickered slightly. He didn't understand how the new plow was better than the old one. After all, although he knew about farming and mulberry, he didn't really plough the fields, so he naturally didn't know the difference.

But he knew Lao Zhoutou.

Old Zhoutou dare not say that he is the most stingy in Qili Village, but he is also somewhat famous. The most important thing is that farmers rarely change such large-scale agricultural tools.

Because everything costs a lot of money.

But Lao Zhoutou didn't hesitate to ask him for a long time. Obviously, the plow is really good, so good that a stingy old farmer with little money left in his family was moved.

So Master Bai smiled and nodded, "I'm planning to change a batch of plows, probably about ten plows."

Although he was sure that the thing was a good thing, he still decided to be a little more cautious and bought ten to try it out first, and if it was good, he would buy more.

Old Zhoutou said with a smile: "Then my family will make an appointment with Master Bai, and we will also get a new plow."

Man Bao shouted from the side: "We also want four, so we have five."

Old Zhou Tou patted her on the head and said, "Why don't you buy so many plows for nothing? For your more than 100 acres of land, two are enough."

Man Bao looked at Bai Shanbao unconvinced.

Bai Shanbao took a value in the middle, "Let's buy two more, so there are three in total."

Daji wrote down these numbers and reported them back to the carpenter.

Master Bai said, "Our family ordered a lot of plows. We'd better hire a carpenter to do it at home. It will be more convenient to transport the wood, and we can also supervise the work."

The old Zhoutou nodded in agreement, that is, that is, an important thing like a plow must be stared at to be relieved, but a plow takes a few days to do well, so they can't go to the county to stare at it every day, right?

Of course, the Bai family did this kind of thing. It just so happened that Bai Shanbao and Manbao were also very interested in the carpenter, so when the old carpenter brought his two sons to the Bai family, they were warmly welcomed and watched by Manbao.

The three carpenters who were welcomed were a little stunned, and Man Bao asked him, "Is the plow easy to make?"

"It's alright," the old carpenter said hesitantly, "The drawings given by the owner are quite clear, and there are data on it. It's not particularly difficult to spend more time thinking about it."

Man Bao decided to go back in the evening and give the poor graduate student a handful of soil.

Now that the plow is ready, the next step is to plow the ground.

There is no need for the three of them to worry about it. The Liu family directly asked people to buy them three cows from outside, and they were all steers.

Old Zhoutou looked at him with fiery eyes, and couldn't help muttering to Qian Shi, "Why do you think they are willing to spend so much for the three children?"

What's wrong with having this money?

Qian glanced at him, "Didn't you also give Manbao sixty acres of land?"

"It's useless for us to keep the 40 acres of mountains. As for the 20 acres of land, except for a few acres that can be seen, the rest is thin, and we haven't taken care of it much in previous years. The seeds are thrown into the pit, and even the grass is not removed. The annual yield is not much, so if you give it, you will give it."

The old Zhoutou said: "But the Bai family is responsible for the manpower and material resources for the young master, and it will not be said when it is time to cultivate. Look at now, we are buying plows, cattle, and hired laborers. How much do you have to spend every day?"

Old Zhoutou felt heartbroken just thinking about it.

Qian closed his eyes and said, "It wasn't your money that was spent, why is your heart hurting?"

"But it's my daughter who spends money," Old Zhoutou reluctantly found a reason, "You said that Man Bao was raised there, will he spend so much money when he comes back?"

"Your daughter is not stupid. The gap between the two families is here. She is considerate and doesn't think so."

Qian's medicine is now off, and her health is much better. It's just that there is no farm work to do in winter, otherwise she can go to work in the field.

She said: "Okay, hurry up to sleep, your daughter knows that you will turn the ground over in winter, but you don't know the plan?"

"Wait for a few more days," said the old Zhoutou. "Wait until the new plow arrives before turning over the ground. Don't tell me, the plow that Manbao took out is really easy to use. I pulled it a bit, saving a lot of effort."

"If you haven't notified you in the past two days, you should not have to serve this year. We can do the work here slowly."

With so many fields in the family, it is impossible to turn over every piece, otherwise it will be exhausting, so the old Zhou family only turns over the most fertile fields every year.

This year, I went to 20 mu to plant wheat, and there are even fewer left, so Lao Zhoutou is not in a hurry at all.

He is waiting to see if he will serve this year. If he needs to, then the boss will go, and then he will take the sixth to learn to help the plow.

When Old Zhoutou thought so, Manbao received a letter from the county seat.

The letter was brought back by Wu Lang. He went to the county town to sell ginger pieces today. When he went to the county magistrate's house, the girl inside gave her the letter.

Man Bao was very busy today, and only now did he have time to sit at the table and read letters with an oil lamp.

The letter was written by Miss Fu Er. She told Man Bao that her father had already appointed the magistrate of Taining County, and he had to go back to the capital to report on his duties before taking office. In addition, he had not been home for the New Year for several years, so the Ministry of Officials gave him the approval. Twenty days of annual leave.

With the annual leave plus the time to return to Beijing to report on work, the Fu family decided to leave Luojiang County on October 18, first to the capital, and then to go home for the New Year.

There are still three days left, and Miss Fu Er hopes that Man Bao can send her off.

Man Bao was a little worried. Although she felt that she and Second Sister Fu could meet again, she couldn't help but be confused about the future, not knowing when they would see each other again.

Even with optimistic words in his mouth, Man Bao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.