Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

Chapter 220: Effortless and Easy to Use

Tang Yu stayed in Ruyi County for quite some time. Now everything has its rules, and with Prince Fu, Old Man Yu and others in charge, he feels relieved.

The next morning after breakfast, he returned to Funan Mansion with his attendants.

When he left, he asked Mr. Yu to write to him and tell him about the effect of the plowshare.

Yu San was grinding iron in the small iron furnace room of the workshop every day. Old Man Yu and others had nothing to do, so they went to watch.

Qing Ning and Qing Yu have missed a lot of homework recently, so Yu Wu sent someone back to return the missed content.

He also instructed Mr. Yu to make sure the two of them completed their homework well.

Since Yu Wu was not at the village school, they did not go, and what they learned was different from what other children learned.

She thought she could slack off for a few days, but she didn't expect that Yu Wu knew her best and specially sent someone to deliver her homework.

At this time, Qing Ning was studying and copying words there with great difficulty.

Qingyu was in much better condition than her. His injuries had healed well and he was able to get up and move around.

He couldn't stay there for a moment, and would take a few laps when Jiang Yi wasn't paying attention.

At first Jiang Yi still talked him down, but later when he saw that he couldn't control him, he only made three rules for him: the time should not be too long, and he should not practice martial arts, etc.

"Teacher, that's unfair. Why do only my fourth brother and I have homework, but Brother Jiang doesn't?"

Qing Ning wrote it in a very unhappy way.

Jiang Yi: "Miss, I go to school every day."

"Uh, okay!"

"Fourth brother, why don't you practice writing big characters?"

"The teacher said I don't need to practice writing large characters, and asked me to copy calligraphy. Little sister, you are still young, it's too early for you to copy calligraphy."

Qing Ning wanted to compare everything with others at this time.

"Come on, a child who doesn't study well is not a good child, and a child who writes ugly is not a beautiful girl."

The two thought she would be depressed for a while, but they didn't expect her to suddenly become excited and say such words.

"Hahaha~ Little sister, you're only this young, and you already want to be a beautiful lady? Aren't you ashamed?"

Qingyu's merciless laughter came from behind.

Qing Ning turned around and gave a disdainful look, "Humph, how can you fools understand a fairy like me?"

After saying this, he sat down at his desk and practiced calligraphy.

Five days passed in a flash, and the long-awaited new plowshare finally came out.

The news of Yu San making a new plowshare spread like wildfire, and few people in the surrounding villages knew about it.

Yu San came out carrying a single plowshare, and a group of people gathered around him, looking at it carefully again and again.

"Yu San, is this plowshare really better than the one we have now?"

The person asking the question was Chen Laogen, who had been farming all his life and knew the use of the plowshare very well.

"Lao Gen, ask Yu San. He doesn't know either. Let's go to the fields and try."

One person mobilized everyone and urged Yu San to go to the field to try out the new plowshare.

Green Lemon was small and was stuck outside. Now a group of people were rushing past her, and she could only see a few legs swaying in front of her.

It was another depressing day. Qing Ning sighed resignedly and had to run behind with her short legs.

After finding an unplowed field, Yu San carefully put down the plowshare, and for a moment he was a little afraid to move.

The villagers who heard the news and came to the field were all paying close attention to Yu San, which added to the pressure.

"Uncle San, it's okay. Just let go of the operation. If there are any problems, we will fix them."

Qing Ning's voice was heard from the crowd, and a little man popped his head out from between the adult's legs, clenched his little fists towards him, full of encouragement.

Yu San smiled back, put aside his anxiety, adjusted his posture, and began to pull back.

The people at the edge of the field stared intently, afraid of missing anything.

He pulled it easily, and the ridges he turned over were deep and straight.

In just the time it takes to stick up an incense stick, Yu San had quickly plowed through an acre of land.

While I was standing by the field catching my breath, the villagers gathered around me.

"My dear, Sanlangjun, is it hard to pull this plowshare?"

"How come the plow is so straight? Can an old woman like me plow it?"

"Can we try it?"

“Let me try first.”

"Let me try first."

"Let me try first."

"You guys have already tilled the soil, why are you joining in the fun? Let me try."

.......

The situation got a little out of control for a while and Yu San was unable to get away.

"Don't be impatient, folks. Please make way for a moment. This plowshare is extremely sharp. It would be terrible if it injures anyone and causes blood."

Yu Shi hurried over to rescue the third brother.

When the villagers heard the blood, they immediately took a few steps away from the plow.

"It's so hard to come up with a good thing, but it can't be stained with blood."

I found another piece of land and picked about ten people to try it out.

"How is it? Does it work?"

As soon as the people who had finished the test got onto the ridge, a group of people surrounded them.

"It works, it works. It doesn't take much effort. It's light and easy to pull, and it plows deep. Even an old woman like me can do it."

When the villagers heard this, they became even more excited and looked forward to trying out the new plowshare.

After the ten people finished the experiment, the village chief and the elders didn't care about the look of others and shamelessly tried it themselves.

"Oh, this is great, it saves a lot of effort."

"Yes, yes, I have a lot of energy in my old bones."

"My goodness, wouldn't it be faster if the ox-drawn plowshare was made?"

The old men were so happy that the wrinkles on their faces were all popping out.

Seeing that everyone was happy, Mr. Yu also tried it out.

"Can Wang Fu experience it once?"

Wang Fu could no longer contain himself, and when he saw Mr. Yu asking, he took it and tried it himself.

"Ah, it really works. When I was young, my family had some fields, and I farmed with my elders."

Wang Fu couldn't help but feel emotional when he recalled his childhood.

Seeing that everyone had tried it, Prince Fu wanted to try it too.

After taking off his outer robe, Qian Shen tied up his wide sleeves and lower garment for him before he got down from the ground.

He saw that it was easy for others, but when the plow was in his hands, it was like it had legs and was out of control.

Not only was he staggering from side to side, he also fell several times, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow.

The onlookers wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and it was really hard to hold it in.

Seeing that he had tried several times without success, the village chief bravely stepped forward and taught him step by step how to use his strength and keep his center of gravity on rest.

I plowed intermittently until I reached the end, but I was exhausted.

"Uncle Jie, plowing the fields is not an easy job!"

The village chief smiled knowingly but said nothing.

He plowed another furrow back, and this time it went much more smoothly, giving him a sense of accomplishment.

As soon as he took a break, a eunuch came up to serve tea and water and wipe his sweat.

"How does your Majesty feel?"

"Tired, too tired, farming is really not easy."

"Children like Ming'an have been doing farming as part of their daily homework since last year."

Prince Fu looked at Old Man Yu and asked, "When did Ming'an come? How come I didn't know?"

“They’re coming again this year.”

"Seriously, come to my house and have some fun. I haven't seen Ming'an for a long time."

Prince Fu was happy because among the younger generations, he liked Ming'an the most.

Wang Fu heard something from it and immediately explained it to Prince Fu.

Prince Fu was stunned and seemed to be thinking about something.

Looking at Old Man Yu, he said, "Uncle Yue, can I send my children to attend the clan school here?"

"Why?"

"They are all spoiled and pampered, just like me, they can't even tell the difference between grains. They are also very arrogant and don't know the suffering of the people. As a child of our Meng family, Ming'an can go deep into the people and experience their suffering. They can't rest easy either."

"You know, I've had a smooth life, but I did a lot of bad things when I was young. Fortunately, my elder brother always advised me, and the royal tutor was by my side to teach me. I don't want them to end up like me."

When Wang Fu heard what his prince said, he felt very happy. His prince had grown up.

"Then send it over, but you have to tell us in advance that we will treat everyone equally here. Whether you work in the fields or go up the mountain to chop wood, you will be treated the same."

"Well, don't worry, I'll write to the princess."

"Your Majesty, how about you stay here for a while and join them?"