Jiang Yan looked at the finished Jiangdong plow carefully. It was the same as she remembered, except that it was slightly rougher. It would be smooth after polishing.

"This thing is not difficult to make. We were in a hurry yesterday and haven't tried it yet when we finished it, but there should be no problem." Uncle Cripple's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help but think about it when he saw Jiang Yan talking.

Somewhat cautiously.

No one in the village has asked him to do carpentry work for a long time. During this period, he made a lot of money from making dustpans and cages to wooden basins, barrels and even wooden screwdrivers for Aunt Jiang. Aunt Jiang used to be happy when she saw him.

Swearing can be as unpleasant as it sounds. Although I don't curse anymore, my aura is still a bit overbearing, making people afraid to approach me even more than before.

Jiang Yan smiled and looked at Uncle Cripple's attitude of meeting the boss. She softened her voice and said, "It's already done very well. I've troubled Uncle Cripple to do a lot of things during this time. If this plow doesn't

Problem, I have to trouble Uncle Lame to continue doing it."

"How do you calculate the price of this plow? How much does it cost?" The things he made before were all commonly made in the village. Uncle Cripple's charges were not high and were cheaper than those in the town. For example, the wine starter he made before cost two cents each.

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The lame uncle patted the sawdust on his body, and the calluses on his fingertips rubbed against each other quietly. He looked at the plow frame and frowned: "This is my first time making this thing. You can give me the price. It's been a while."

It's thanks to your blessing that our family can have a full meal. If you only want these two pairs, I won't charge you any money."

"Auntie, please come in and sit down first." The lame uncle's daughter-in-law moved several benches back and forth, poured a few bowls of water and put them on the table. Seeing that Jiang Wen was going to sit on the low stool with a broken leg, she hurriedly

I hurriedly changed it to a better one and wiped it with my sleeve before handing it over.

Jiang Wen's temperament and humility were incompatible with them. Just looking at this man, he knew that he was not from the same world as them, so they were all a little uncomfortable and subconsciously looked at him when he spoke.

After politely thanking him, he continued: "I drew a drawing this morning. It's an abacus. Uncle Lame, can you see if you can make it?"

The cripple uncle dragged his shrunken leg and held an old cigarette in his hand. The cigarette holder was not stuffed with tobacco, but a handful of blue sawdust. He took two puffs, and a fragrance wafted up, making him hoarse.

The old voice said: "I can make this abacus. It's the size you specified. It's a bit small. I've never made anything this small."

When he smiled, the fat on his face piled up, and his skinny figure became more and more craggy, but his eyes were shining when he looked at Jiang Wen. This was rare for a scholar.

He has always hoped that his family would have a scholar. He used to go to the town to learn carpentry just to save money for his children to study. Who knew that in the past few years, every household in the village had not enough to eat, not to mention studying, and they all had to spend money to buy a wife for his eldest son.

He has lost his family's wealth, let alone study.

The more he thought about it, the more the old man felt that Jiang Wen was rare, and he said enthusiastically: "You are such a good kid. He can draw, read, and dig in the ground with a hoe. My son can't do anything except that he has a big mouth."

Fan, with your calculations, even if I don’t know how to do it, I’ll figure it out for you!”

Jiang Wen smiled implicitly: "Thank you, Uncle Cripple. I'm sorry to bother you. I'll stay here today to help scrape the wood and make this plow as soon as possible."

The old man smiled and took two more sips, and said cheerfully while puffing away the clouds: "We have harvested in the past two days, and there is still some rice left. When my Dalang Erlang comes back, we will go to the mountain to cut some hard trees."

"This Jiangdong plow was made by everyone yesterday. Your boss also helped a lot. These two pairs are not counted as money. If you have to do it later, it will be three hundred cents per pair.

." They make one by themselves, and it takes four or five days from cutting down the tree to scraping it into shape. The reason why they can make these two sets so quickly is because they use wood that has been prepared in advance.

Jiang Yan nodded. The price is already very cheap. Uncle Cripple has given me a preferential price. If it is done in the town, it will cost at least 500 yuan. Carpentry is very hard. Just look at Uncle Cripple's black fingers.

, the nails are rubbed flat and the skin is rough and wrinkled.

Jiang Yan thought for a while and said: "Uncle Lame, you calculate the price of this plow at five hundred cents. It takes a lot of effort to make, and you will always make money. When you promote it to other people in the future, if someone comes to you to make it, you

I’ll give it at this price.”

Uncle Cripple looked at Jiang Yan in shock. He almost choked his nose with a puff of dry smoke. The three hundred cash he offered was indeed not high. If you don't cut the firewood yourself, you won't make any money at all. He has seen hagglers, and this is the first time he has seen an increase.

price.

He calmed down and said with some hesitation: "Then if you say so... I can't do it. In this way, the speed will be faster. I can order firewood and save my Dalang Erlang from going up the mountain to chop firewood.

Kung Fu.”

Jiang Yan pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Uncle Cripple's surprised and happy expression, she nodded.

After chatting for a while, Lin Dong finished the finishing work, carried the plow, and led Jiang Yan and the others to the fields. Lin Xi had already borrowed a buffalo and had been waiting in the fields early.

Two pieces of land have been plowed in the past two days. Lin Xi went to drain the water this morning and diverted the water to the fields. In addition to this, he also had to add farmyard manure and humus to the fields. The humus soil was okay and the smell was not that bad.

Above.

Farmyard manure is different. It can be smoked and spit out by you without covering your mouth and nose. But this is the only fertilizer in this era. People in the village are very rich, and everyone who has some money keeps their own land, especially

If there are families with cows in the village, the cow dung will be kept to dry and used as fertilizer or firewood, so it will not be wasted.

Jiang Yan looked at the pile of black and smelly feces in the field. I wanted to help Lin Xi several times but was forced back by the smell. The farmyard manure sounded like fertilizer, but in fact it was all kinds of feces and urine.

, they had been piled together for who knows how long. She tried to convince herself several times but failed to get closer. She couldn't accept it either physically or mentally. In the end, she could only watch Lin Xi leading several people from the village in the fields from a distance.

Busy work.

The Jiangdong plow is very easy to use. With this, an adult man can plow several acres of land in one day, and all five acres of land at home will be plowed the next day. There are very few people in the village who are willing to spend money to earn money, so they lend farm tools to them.

Used by people in the village.

Because there are still thirty acres of land that need to be plowed, and this land is relatively far from Linjia Village, Jiang Yan plans to order more farm tools first. The Lin family brothers will definitely be too busy to do it, so when buying the land, she has to think about recruiting people.
Chapter completed!