Chapter 397

"Three!" Zhou Dalang frowned, "isn't that too much?"

"His salary is only 800 Wen," Lao Zhou thought, but it was the price he had been grinding for a long time. He muttered, "this ox cart is about to catch up with half of the cattle."

Before, it was just ploughing. You can carry the plow by yourself, so it's OK without an ox cart. The cattle at home are still easy.

But now it's time to harvest wheat. Of course, it's better to have an ox cart.

An ox cart can be used for many years. If there is no accident, it may exist longer than an ox. from the wheel to the body, it is made of wood, so it is not cheap at all.

Usually, the carpenter of Dali Village is asked to take a bullock cart. In addition to two trees, he also needs to pay about 1000 Wen. The main reason is that it takes a long time to build an bullock cart.

After careful consideration, it may take two or three months, which is more time-consuming than making plows.

However, not everyone can beat the plow. Its things are too fine for the carpenters in Dali Village.

The reason why he was willing to give old Zhou tou so much money this time was just to ask him for another tree because he now had an ox cart in his hand.

It was the business that was received before the disaster last year. The two sides agreed that the manual fee was 1200 Wen, and the wood sent was also very good, so the carpenter made it with great care.

Who knows that if someone is hit by a disaster, he can't take so much money at the moment. Even if the carpenter says he is willing to take credit, he is not willing to take it. Of course, the two trees are not wanted by the other family, so they are given to the carpenter for nothing.

The carpenter was so angry that he left his car at home.

As soon as man Bao brought the cow back, old Zhou tou thought of it, because it was so noisy in several nearby villages that the two families almost fought.

So he knows very well.

What a wooden ox cart

Labor cost of 1200 Wen

Old Zhou tou went to Dali Village two or three times when he was not so busy. You came and I said it several times. Finally, the money was reduced to 800 Wen. Of course, the carpenter had to polish his car again to make sure it was better.

Old Zhou tou led Zhou Dalang up the mountain that afternoon and found three good trees. After his father and son cut them down, they carried them down the mountain. The next morning, Qian took Xiao Qian and others to harvest wheat. Old Zhou tou took his sons to pick wood and lead cattle to Dali Village to ask for an ox cart.

Before noon, old Zhou tou took the cow and the cart to the field. Only their family is harvesting in the field now.

When the cow pulled a load of wheat back, the villagers knew that the old Zhou family had bought a car, and everyone stood around.

Suddenly a sigh came from the noisy crowd, "let's open sickles at home this afternoon."

There is a humanitarian: "I think it can be sunny for several days. Wait, and the ears of wheat can be more ripe."

"It's all dark yellow. It's almost OK. You have to plant seedlings after harvesting the wheat."

As soon as these words came out, many villagers felt sore back. This year is really a very busy and tired year. Every time they get busy, it is a busy day and night. It's easy to finish it for a while. After a rest of less than two days, they start to be busy again.

The villagers asked about the price of getting off the bus. After watching the excitement, they were about to disperse. As soon as they retreated, they just saw man Bao coming back with a small bookcase on his back. They couldn't help laughing and asked, "man Bao, how did you come back from school? Your small farm is going to harvest?"

"Yes," said man Bao, "our husband will go to Daling to teach us in the afternoon, so I'll come back for lunch first."

"Man Bao, is the wheat seed used by your Chuang Tzu yours? I passed by yesterday and found that your wheat is much better than ours, just like yours. "

Man Bao smiled at him.

My mother said, if you don't want to answer the question, just laugh.

The questioner thought he had got the answer and didn't ask again.

When the old Zhou family started, the villagers in Qili Village seemed to be stimulated, and most people began to harvest.

Of course, master Bai's family and man Bao's little Chuang Tzu are also together.

Man Bao hasn't cut wheat in his own home, let alone in a small farm. Mr. Zhuang took them to class in the straw shed. During the break, they wore straw hats to pick up wheat ears in the field.

Mr. Zhuang didn't see other benefits. Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang won't waste food when we eat lunch and evening food together.

As long as you chew the steamed bread, you will eat it up. You won't eat it as before. Finally, when you feel full, you will leave it alone.

Mr. Zhuang was very satisfied with it. It seems that there are some advantages in taking classes near the field.

After lunch, the four masters and disciples sat on the plank bed to blow and chat. Bai Shanbao poured them a cup of tea. The four held the cup in one hand and supported themselves in the other. They looked at the fields intertwined with green and yellow with a comfortable face.

At this time, the sun is a little big. The invited short-time workers and long-term workers hide in the shade of the tree to rest until the sun goes down in the afternoon and then harvest.

Mr. Zhuang narrowed his eyes to feel the wind coming from the pavement and became drowsy. Man Bao also felt sleepy. He put down his tea cup and narrowed his eyes to sleep. When he was half awake and half asleep, Mr. Zhuang suddenly asked, "how do I think the wheat in your field is much better than that in master Bai's field?"

Man Bao moved his body and lay on his back. His small stomach went up and down, humming, "it's better."

Mr. Zhuang asked, "why?"

Mr. Zhuang asked this because he found that the wheat in the small farm was not only a little better than that in master Bai's field, but much better.

At first he hadn't found it, but the ears of wheat picked up by the three children were put in the straw shed. A day or two later, he couldn't help seeing it.

The heavy ears of wheat were full. He thought that the workers in Chuang Tzu were not dedicated and left good ears of wheat, but he went to the field and found that other ears of wheat were also in good condition.

It can be said that this is better than the kind of wheat ears they choose as seeds from thousands of wheat ears.

The short-time reapers just thought that their master's wheat was growing well, which was a good harvest, but Mr. Zhuang couldn't help thinking more.

Manbao planted more than 20 mu of winter wheat and divided it into several fields, and the wheat in these fields is almost the same. What does this mean?

It shows that these wheat harvests are very symmetrical.

If it was Dr. D, she would say that the genes of plants are very stable and can be popularized and propagated on a large scale.

Mr. Zhuang has no such knowledge, but he also knows this truth.

So today he asked about planting winter wheat at that time, including how they cooked winter wheat in the past six months.

But the three children just moved their mouths and made up their minds. All the things were done by hired workers.

And what they do, like other farmers, is nothing strange. So Mr. Zhuang couldn't help asking them if they knew why they had a good harvest of wheat.

Who knows, man Bao gave the answer without thinking. She said vaguely, "because our seeds are good."