Daqin: The first emperor came to recognize his relatives, and I greeted him with a knife

The three of them walked to the field, looked at the surrounding villagers, and planned to find someone to ask.

"Gu, I haven't seen such a scene for many years."

Seeing this situation, Ying Zheng couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Smelling the fragrance of soil and straw in the field, the mood of several people also calmed down.

Today they came out to relax a bit.

These three unknown people suddenly appeared in the field, and everyone looked at them secretly.

Although they don't know these three people, the villagers can feel that these three people should be unusual from their clothes.

Therefore, everyone consciously kept a distance from the three of them.

After all, they don't know each other. If they offend them, it may cause disaster.

Ying Zheng stood on the ridge of the field, watching the people working in the field.

It's not that the three of them have never seen farming, but the scene in front of them made them even more puzzled.

I saw an old man among the villagers pull up the plow directly.

Walking around the field easily, he has already cultivated an acre of land in a short while.

Wang Li swallowed, a little surprised and uncertain.

Can one man pull a plow?

On weekdays, shouldn't it take two cows?

There is such a strong man in this village?

While they were thinking, two more women pulled up another plow next to it.

The two of them talked and laughed in the field, and they walked like flying, as if they didn't pull the plow.

But the places they walked were all plowed.

It shows that the plow is indeed grasping the ground.

Seeing this scene, Li Si stayed where he was.

How could there be such an unreasonable thing in this world?
It must be known that Qin's plows are very heavy and require two oxen to pull them.

The middle-aged man before may have been born with supernatural power, and he could pull it alone.

But now, what the hell are these two women?

Could it be that these two are also as powerful as cattle?
Li Si reacted immediately and looked at their plow.

The problem should be the plow.

Li Si walked up to a villager who was plowing the field and said, "Can you show me the plow in your hand."
Although they didn't know them, seeing his politeness, the villagers hesitated for a while, and finally handed over the plow to him.

This man looks like a high-ranking official by his words and deeds.

They are ordinary people, but they can't afford to offend them.

Li Si lifted the plow lightly, and it was indeed very light.

He said to Ying Zheng and Wang Li, "This plow can be lifted with only one hand."
Seeing this, Wang Li brought the plow over, and then tried to plow a circle in the field.

Unexpectedly, it is really not heavy at all, very light.

After a while, he walked over an acre of land.

I didn't even feel any tiredness, just walked a few laps.

Li Si squatted on the ground and looked carefully.

The plow marks are much deeper than those of ordinary plows.

Seeing that the plow works so well, the three of them couldn't believe it.

How could there be such a light and easy-to-use plow in the world?

Because the plows usually used are extremely heavy, if there are no young people in the family, women and old people alone cannot plow the land at all.

In addition, two cows must be used.

The price of the cattle is not cheap, many people can't even eat enough, how can there be extra money to buy cattle and cultivate land?

You can only dig the soil with a shovel.

Now with this plow, old people and women can also plow the fields without worrying about strength or buying cattle.

In this way, not only can more land be planted, but the efficiency has also been improved a lot.

Natural food production will also increase.

No wonder the village seems to be doing well.

Ying Zheng looked at Na Li and said excitedly, "Go and ask, who made such a powerful thing."

Wang Li picked up the plow again and studied it carefully for a while.

Unexpectedly, the person who made this object not only cared about its practicality, but also had fine and dark lines carved on its appearance.

It is only visible in sunlight.

Wang Li hurriedly showed it to Ying Zheng.

After observing it in the sun, Ying Zheng found that it was indeed the case, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

This small village really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

This plow alone, whether in terms of practicality or aesthetics, can be decades ahead of the entire Daqin plowing technology.

This kind of plow structure, this kind of pattern, even he has never heard of it.

If you let the craftsmen in the palace do it, I'm afraid they won't be able to make even the pattern on the outside.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the umbrella in his hand, his eyes moved slightly.

The patterns on the plow and the carvings on the umbrella seem to have the same effect.

Li Si quickly ran over to ask those villagers, his heart was full of excitement.

"May I ask who invented this plow?"

None of the villagers answered, they just looked at them warily.

Even the villager who had just lent them the plow turned his head away and ignored him.

The three of them looked nothing like ordinary people.

It's fine to show them the plow, but you can't expose Xiaoyang.

Li Si was a little embarrassed and didn't want to ask any more questions. Looking back, he saw a child playing in the field.

So he grabbed the child and asked, "Do you know who made this thing?"
The child was not afraid of life, so he glanced at Li Si and opened his mouth, "This was invented by Brother Yang."
Hearing this, the villagers at the side rushed up and beat him, and pulled the child aside.

Zhao Yang helped them get rich and was a great favor to the whole village.

Didn't they hurt Zhao Yang by saying that?
"Tongyan Wuji, children are talking nonsense, we made this thing ourselves."

The child's mother pulled her into her arms and explained to Li Si with a forced smile.

But the more he explained it, the more Li Si felt that what the child said should be the truth.

However, the vigilance of this villager is too high.

For this kind of foreign stranger, they will not reveal a word about Zhao Yang.

"We don't have any malicious intentions, we just think this plow is extremely useful."

Li Si explained to her again.

But the woman didn't say a word, and after whispering something in the child's ear, she went on with her work.

Ying Zheng also heard the child's answer just now, and his heart moved.

Brother Yang?

When I met that young man that day, he said his name was Zhao Yang, could this brother Yang be him?

After thinking about it again, the plow just now was well-made, and the pattern was similar to that of the umbrella.

Only Zhao Yang can make it, right?
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng secretly made up his mind.

If he is really a talent, he must be recruited into the imperial court!

Ying Zheng took out his umbrella, walked up to the villager, and said.

"That day I met a young man from your village. He kindly borrowed this umbrella. Today I am here to return it."