Speaking of this, he had to talk about the eldest son of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
If he hadn't been framed by someone using witchcraft, how could he have lost his life so early?
Therefore, the comments of these demons and ghosts had always been a double-edged sword.
He could make himself successful, but he could also bury himself!
How could Ying Wei, who had seen it clearly, use such a method to leave behind something that would cause others to criticize him?
"Let's set off now!"
Ying Wei shouted. He was full of anticipation for what was to come.
Sure enough, it was better to come out and play.
Although this was a trip, it was actually an opportunity to gain knowledge and life experience.
After this trip, he might be able to find an opportunity to do some small scientific research when he returned.
Not only would it not attract attention, but it would also allow Great Qin's technology to develop. Most importantly, it was very reasonable.
This kind of multi-tasking was simply too satisfying.
Soon, they arrived at the manor in the suburbs of the capital.
Although it was not noon yet, the sun was already scorching.
Ying Wei jumped off the carriage and stretched his limbs. He looked into the distance and took a deep breath of freedom.
This was his first outing in half a year, and it could be considered his third time out of the capital.
He could not help but be in awe of the beauty of nature when he breathed in the fresh air.
Compared to the early spring when the grass was long and the orioles were flying, the land at that time seemed to be covered with a golden coat.
A breeze blew past, and the wheat fields in the distance rustled.
Looking at the farmers who were still working hard in the fields, Ying Wei seemed to have thought of something. He rolled his eyes and laughed.
as if
Here came the opportunity.
"Little Lord, what are you looking at?"
Seeing Ying Wei happy, Meng Yi, who had been paying attention to him, naturally came forward and asked.
"Lord Meng, do you know what tools they use to harvest wheat?”
" That's a stone sickle, a farming tool specially used to harvest millet. It's shaped like a crescent moon, and when used, a vertical handle is tied to the back of the sickle. People hold the millet stalks in one hand and cut them with the other hand.”
"In order to increase the cutting ability of the stone scythe, the blade of the stone scythe was specially processed into a fine sawtooth shape."
After hearing Ying Wei's explanation, Ying Wei nodded as if he had suddenly realized something.
He naturally knew about the stone scythe, the ancestor of the scythe in the future.
However, the reason why he asked this was to pave the way for the next topic.
"They seem to be working quite efficiently with that. It's much faster than when they were farming.”
"Farming?"
Meng Yi was stunned. He didn't expect Ying Wei to know this.
"Spring plowing!"
Ying Wei first looked up at Meng Yi with a look that said,"You don't understand." Then, he started to explain.
"I saw it when I was on a patrol with my father. At that time, I saw two cows pulling a person in those fields. There were also two people standing under that person. I don't know what they were doing.”
"At that time, Father explained that they were plowing the spring.”
"Lord Meng, why do you think spring plowing is so complicated? Couldn't it be as clean and efficient as this stone sickle?”
"The nature of these two are different.”
Meng Yi smiled and shook his head, trying to explain.
However, how could Ying Wei allow him to think differently from him?
"What's the difference? Aren't they all working in the fields?"
The little guy raised his head and said innocently,""Since the stone scythe that collects food has such speed, why not change the tools that grow food to this form?”
"During the spring plowing, the farmers who grow grain are so tired. They have to carry such a big thing. It's a cow and a human. The key is that they have to sit on the shelf. It's so troublesome.”
"If I could change that big thing that plows the land into the shape of a stone sickle, I might be able to save a lot of effort like now.”
"This…"
Meng Yi didn't know how to respond.
He knew that the big guy Ying Wei was talking about was the straight shaft plow.
But the problem was that in his opinion, there was no comparison between the straight shaft plow and the stone sickle.
One was a tool for plowing when sowing, and the other was a tool for harvesting when harvesting.
Whether it was in terms of function or nature, it was impossible for the two of them to change into the same shape!
If there was any relationship between the two, the only relationship Meng Yi could think of was that they were both farming tools.
Ying Wei looked at the man's face that kept changing, but he still didn't know how to explain himself. Ying Wei knew that this guy didn't understand his subtext at all.
F * ck.
If you don't understand, then ask!!
If you don't ask me, how can I continue guiding you?
"Haha, you are quite interesting. However, this straight shaft plow is completely different from the stone scythe in our hands.”
"One is a tool used for sowing, and the other is a tool used for harvesting. How can the two be confused?”
The person who spoke was an old farmer closest to Ying Wei and the others.
He was cutting the millet grass in the field when he heard the baby's tender voice.
As he was illiterate, he did not know how to describe this child who seemed to be glowing.
He even felt that if the child wore coarse short clothes, his brilliance would not be obscured.
No!
With this child's outstanding appearance, it was blasphemous to wear cloth clothes, let alone short clothes.
Therefore, when he saw this little noble chasing after him and asking him questions, he couldn't help but speak up.
At the age of three or four, she was always curious about anything new.
It was also because of this reason that he took the initiative to come over and explain.
"I'm not too sure about that either."
The moment Ying Wei saw the old farmer, his eyes lit up. He ran to the side of the carriage and lowered his head to look at the old farmer. After pretending to think for a while, he said,"But if I can see the complete appearance of the plow and stone scythe you mentioned, I might have a way!”
"Haha, are you really that curious about these things?”
The old farmer wanted to pinch Ying Wei's face, but when he looked at his rough hands, he finally put them down resentfully.
As for what the other party said, he did not take it to heart at all.
The main reason was that the difference between a straight shaft plow and a stone scythe was too great. Since ancient times, no one had ever thought like a pig, so no one would think that a three-year-old child's way of thinking could make much of a difference.
Everyone present, including Meng Yi, basically thought that he was just acting on a whim.
"Can you let me try? What if it succeeds?"
Seeing that no one was moved, Ying Wei decisively used his ultimate move.
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