Traveling through time with a house, I teach people all over the country how to farm

At this time, footsteps were heard outside. Zheng Sisi quickly put the hoe back into the space, patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Dongzhi's voice sounded outside the door: "Girl, are you done with your work? It's time for dinner."

Zheng Sisi: "Okay, Dongzhi, come in and help me clean up."

When Dongzhi came in, he saw the waste paper on the ground, bent down to pick it up and asked, "Girl, what did you write? Why did you throw away so much paper?"

Zheng Sisi chuckled twice: "Keep it a secret."

Dongzhi also knew that the girl was doing a big thing and she couldn't help, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Zheng Sisi held a few drawings in her hand, and Dongzhi followed behind, holding a pile of waste paper and walking towards the front yard.

When she arrived at the dining room, the Third Prince and his men were already waiting for her. Zheng Sisi took the cloth handed to her by Qiuxiang, wiped her hands, and said to everyone, "Let's eat!"

Aunt Liu stewed a chicken tonight. It was an authentic local chicken and it smelled so delicious. Zheng Sisi drank two big bowls of it.

After the meal, the others said they would go out for a walk to see how the farmers and tenants were doing, and then they went out.

The third prince who stayed behind asked Zheng Sisi: "How is it, can you draw it?"

Zheng Sisi said proudly: "Of course, don't you see who I am? I am the extremely smart Zheng Sisi. Can such a small matter stump me? Humph!"

The third prince looked at her smug little expression, covered his mouth and smiled, thinking her cute!

It was getting dark outside, and the two of them entered the reception room. The maid had already lit candles, and the room was brightly lit.

Zheng Sisi sat in the main seat, took out a few pieces of paper from her sleeve pocket and handed them to the third prince.

The third prince took it and looked at it carefully. He only saw a few lines on the first piece of paper. He could tell it was an object, but he didn't know what it was.

The second picture is of a shelf, which is very strange and bent.

For the third picture, the third prince put all three pictures together and finally understood that they were three decomposed pictures, but the drawing skills of the artist were too poor and the pictures were a bit distorted and unclear.

Chapter 4 is a black board.

Zheng Sisi saw that the Third Prince looked at it for a long time without saying anything, and thought that he didn't understand, so she pointed at the first picture and explained.

"This is the plowshare of a curved plow. It's made of iron. The front part is thinner. From here on, the inside is hollow, which makes it easier to install the wooden frame in the second picture..."

After Zheng Sisi's explanation, the Third Prince understood. He wanted to draw a new one, but was afraid of discouraging Zheng Sisi, so he said cautiously: "How about I draw what I understand, and you can see if it's right."

Zheng Sisi looked at him puzzledly, then nodded with her eyes wide open: "Sure!"

The third prince asked Qingfeng to bring paper and pen. Qingfeng was very quick. After the four treasures of the study were ready, the third prince picked up his pen and started to draw.

The first thing I drew was the plowshare. The lines were smooth and clear, and it took shape in just a few strokes, just like in the textbook.

After finishing the second and third pictures, Zheng Sisi became withdrawn. She had worked hard for an entire afternoon and had wasted more than a dozen sheets of paper. But she finished the third prince's picture with just a few strokes. The picture she drew was more accurate and more beautiful than the real thing she had seen.

Zheng Sisi buried her head, her face gloomy.

When the third prince finished painting, he only saw the top of Zheng Sisi's head and asked weakly, "Did I paint it wrong?"

Zheng Sisi spent a long time convincing herself before she looked up and said with a fake smile, "You draw very well!"

Every inch has its own strengths and weaknesses, things have their own shortcomings, and wisdom has its own shortcomings. I just can't draw, so why should I be so autistic?

The Third Prince also noticed that she was a little unhappy, so he said flatteringly: "Please help me see where the painting is wrong."

Zheng Sisi quickly accepted the reality, took the drawing and looked at it carefully, and actually pointed out a few details.

Zheng Sisi held the final product drawing and had to admit that she gave the third prince a thumbs up.

This time the Third Prince understood that the words were meant to praise him, so he said modestly, "It's all thanks to Master Zheng's good teaching."

Zheng Sisi chuckled and her tail was raised again.