Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

"Is this true?"

Zhao Lang nodded.

"I'm going to try it myself!"

Tian Lao directly said excitedly,

"If it is true at this time, all the farmers in the world will accept your love!"

Zhao Lang said with a smile at this time,

"Tian Lao, I am the head of the peasant family. It is my duty to help the peasants in the world. How can I say this?"

Tian Lao's eyes brightened, he suddenly took a step back and said,

"Farmer Tian Ren, I have seen the leader."

Zhao Lang quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"Let's go, Ah Fu, take me to the thatched hut on Zhuangzi."

"From today, I will try the method of composting and accumulating fat."

Tian Lao directly took a few people away.

Zhao Lang also showed a smile. With this old man here, there is no need to worry about the farming work of Zhuangzi.

At this time, Ji Wushuang, who was beside him, asked with a blushing face,

"How...how do you understand these filthy things?"

Zhao Lang looked at Ji Wushuang with a face like a peach blossom, and suddenly a wicked taste appeared in his heart.

directly,

"You look so good-looking, isn't it hard not to poop?"

"Ah You!"

When Ji Wushuang was asked, he immediately fled.

Zhao Lang let out a burst of cheerful laughter.

The little fairy is going to shit too!

Chapter 64 Stirrups and Horseshoes

After solving the agricultural problems and getting Huang Daopo's weaving skills, Zhao Lang is still in a good mood.

Huang Daopo's weaving skills, Zhao Lang has seen in history books.

The requirements for raw materials are not high, and the technical requirements for personnel are not very high.

But it can greatly improve the speed and quantity of weaving.

It is the crystallization of ancient textile technology.

Coupled with the curved plough, the most basic farming and weaving in the world does not require much investment.

can be greatly improved.

This is the power of technology.

Now he needs to find better carpenters, and if he wants to mass-produce these things later, he needs more people.

A little irritable.

"Do you want to enter Xianyang again?"

Zhao Lang frowned and thought, now he is a little bit resistant to Xianyang City.

Anyone who goes there twice will suffer two unnamed disasters, and it will be a little uncomfortable.

"Let's go and see the progress of the blacksmith first, and wait until the plowshares come out to see the situation."

When they arrived at the small courtyard at the edge of Zhuangzi, the blacksmith Wang Tiezhu was beating with people.

Zhao Lang saw that he was already building a plowshare, which was quite fast.

"Patriarch, you are here."

Wang Tiezhu said with a simple and honest smile.

"Well, come and see, you don't have to worry about me, keep busy with yours."

Zhao Lang waved his hand and said.

"Okay."

Wang Tiezhu responded, and as expected, he ignored Zhao Lang, and honestly led people to build things.

Zhao Lang watched Wang Tiezhu honestly for a while, thinking of something.

While waiting for the other party to strike a gap, he said,

"Tie Zhu, I don't think I'm too young, and there's no one at home, why don't you go to Zhuangzi and settle down."

"If you and any girl from Zhuangzi are in love with each other, I will definitely fulfill you."

At this time, Wang Tiezhu smiled foolishly,

"Thank you, Patriarch, everything is fine on Zhuangzi, and I'm willing to stay."

"It's just that I still have an elderly master who has no children and no daughters. I wonder if I can take him over as well?"

Speaking of this, Wang Tiezhu felt a little embarrassed, as if he felt that he was taking advantage of Zhao Lang.

So added,

"Don't worry, although my master is old and can't make iron, he can be a good carpenter."

"It's definitely not free to eat and live."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's eyes suddenly lit up. Is there a master?

it is good!

No children yet?