Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

Qin Bingrui finished eating in a few bites, and his usually fair face became red and black. It was such a waste of such a beautiful face.

Uncle Zeng didn't eat too much this time. Braised pork is so precious, and there will be no next meal after this one, so he has to savor the flavor.

Qin Bingrui wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said to Luo Yu, "Sister, is there a tool for harvesting wheat that is quick and convenient to use, and much more efficient than using a sickle?"

Luo Yu searched in her head. It seemed like she had heard of it before, or perhaps seen it on some show. She still remembered some of the principles. This tool was originally invented in ancient times. Could it be that it was not popular at that time?

"Plunder?" Luo Yu blurted out.

"Yes, yes, that's what I remember it being called."

Luo Yu asked Uncle Zeng and Aunt Zhang, "Have you ever seen this kind of tool? It's made of a bamboo net, a blade, and a pull rope. It looks like a large winnowing basket."

Uncle Zeng and Aunt Zhang looked at each other and shook their heads.

Luo Yu patted his thigh and pulled Qin Bingrui aside, saying, "Then let's make this thing and see if it's several times more efficient than the sickle."

After a while, he frowned again, "This blade is not so easy to deal with."

"I'll go to the county town to find a blacksmith to make it." Qin Bingrui did what he said.

Uncle Zeng shook his head and explained, "The forging of iron tools is strictly controlled. Even if we want to buy a hoe or a sickle, we have to go to the government office to register. Without the approval of the county magistrate, ordinary people are not allowed to forge knives."

Qin Bingrui smiled cheerfully and said, "It's okay, I have my own way."

Wouldn't it be better to just attribute the invention of this tool directly to King Ning?

Let his name as a prince spread throughout the land of Rongguo.

At that time, we can also modify some other things that are beneficial to the people and register them under his name, which can be regarded as a reward for his investment of tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Luo Yu called Qin Bingrui back to the carriage and immediately drew the shape of the plow from memory. He pointed to the sharp blade, more than two feet long and two inches wide, at the bottom left end of the front edge of the L-shaped handle and said, "We will make the blade according to this shape and specifications later."

"There's no bamboo forest nearby. How did you weave the net to cover the cage?"

"I saw a bamboo forest on the way from Tianbao County. I'll take Xiao Yi Xia Liang with me there later. You don't have to worry about me."

"it is good."

The two of them said they would act separately.

Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zeng were left staring at each other in confusion.

Bai Lingyi was caught by Luo Yu and taken to the bamboo forest. Confused, he asked Luo Yu: "Sister, are you sure you can create a more powerful tool?"

"I didn't create it, I modified it by drawing on the experience of my predecessors."

Bai Lingyi took the drawing that Luo Yu handed him and looked at it again and again. He couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect my sister to be so amazing. She can actually draw such an easy-to-understand drawing."

"No big deal. You can draw like that in ten years. Practice makes perfect."

It’s just that using a brush is not as convenient as using a fountain pen, so I just drew a picture without accurate proportions.

"Sister, you must have had a good family background, right? You seem to know more than my mother."

Luo Yu patted Xiao Yi's head and said with a smile, "I can teach you later, but you have to work hard. I was able to draw house plans at the age of five and was doing all kinds of handicrafts at the age of seven. On the contrary, I am not very good at the girl's music, chess, calligraphy and painting."

She was simply talking about the skills that young people in the 23rd century must master from a young age. Before the age of fifteen, young people can program various simulation systems and understand tools better than anyone else at any time.

If this dynasty had all the materials available, it would be a piece of cake for Luo Yu and Qin Bingrui to build a steel-concrete structure building and manufacture various machines.

Well, let’s start with small changes.

After an hour of hard work, Luo Yu and Xiao Yi brought back several bamboos of different thicknesses. Based on Luo Yu's understanding of Qin Bingrui, he would definitely bring back a few blades.

However, in this dynasty, swords were forged manually, so it would probably take more than half a day to complete.

Qin Bingrui rushed to the county town and found several iron shops. Initially, they all refused, but when the price was raised to twenty taels a piece, the iron shops were persuaded without hesitation.

Nine masters worked together to create three blades overnight.

The sixty taels of silver fell safely into the master's pocket, and his face was full of joy.

Feiying and the other two didn't know what they were going to do, so they had to follow them separately. As a result, they didn't find out until late at night that these two girls would stay for another day.

Fang also had a good chance to rest and wait for her body to recover.

In the second half of the day, Uncle Zeng and Aunt Zhang harvested six acres of land in one go. Luo Yu persuaded them not to touch the last two acres.

The next day, Qin Bingrui came back from the county with the blades, and the two of them installed the blades again, making three complete razors.

Fang was confused, so Bai Lingyi proudly introduced it to his mother, saying, "Mother, this is a drawing my sister made after drawing on the experience of her predecessors and modifying it. Later, Brother Bingrui will compete with Uncle Zeng to see how much difference there is in the efficiency of a rapier and a sickle."

Fang thought it sounded mysterious. If it was really several times more efficient as Luo Yu said, wouldn't this invention alarm the higher-ups?

Looking at Xiao Yi's face full of anticipation, which was more than when he was a young master in Bai Mansion and could go out riding and hunting, Fang couldn't help but get excited.

Early in the morning, the sunlight was not very strong.

Luo Yu borrowed a gong from somewhere and, before setting off, banged it in front of every household, shouting several times: "Fellow villagers, elders, uncles, aunts, and brothers and sisters, come and see our new tools. Uncle Zeng and Brother Qin will begin the wheat harvesting finals. Everyone is welcome to come and watch. The competition is fair, and seeing is believing."

"What's all the commotion so early in the morning?"

Apart from working, eating, and sleeping, the villagers usually do nothing but have children all year round. If there is some excitement, it is not impossible to delay the harvest.

"Oh, I heard that the girl who stayed at Zeng Dayong's house said there was a tool that could harvest wheat several times faster than a sickle. One person could easily finish ten acres of land in a day."

"What? Is this true or false?"

“You’ll find out if you go and see it.”

"By the way, we need to call the village head over. If this is true, it will benefit the people."

"Okay, okay, I'll go call!"

Seeing how enthusiastic everyone was, soon the Zeng family's field ridges were full of people.

For the first time, Bai Lingyi felt a special sense of honor. He believed that what Sister Luo Yu said was absolutely right.

The villagers talked about it one after another, saying that even if the plunder was only twice as fast as the sickle, it was still worth having.

Although Fang had never seen wheat harvesting, after hearing Xiaoyi describe it as such a magical experience, she quickly followed Saner to catch up with the group watching the harvest.

As more and more people gathered, Feiying and his two companions followed to join in the fun, probably because no one would notice them at all.