"Haha…! I'm dying of laughter. Little Lord, tell me, how do you want to bet?”
"If I can pull this plow, I win. Each of you will give me fifteen gold coins, then lie down and let me ride on you!”"If I lose…then…then?”
Ying Pingan opened his backpack and looked at the things inside. He pondered for a long time before finally taking out a few mirrors." I'll give these to you!”
He wanted to keep those snacks for himself, but he didn't want to take out those that were too expensive. In the end, he chose two small glass mirrors!
This thing was not rare to him, a transmigrator of the future, but it was different for these two officials of the Qin Dynasty!
In this era, there were only bronze mirrors, and the people reflected in them were blurry!
Ordinary people did not even have a bronze mirror. They could only use the water in the basin to look at themselves when they washed up!
This thing was definitely more precious than gold and jade!
As expected, the two of them were shocked when they saw the glass mirror in Ying Pingan's hand.
He even subconsciously pretended to be ready for battle!
It couldn't be helped. The mission in the mirror was too clear. If he wasn't careful, he would mistakenly think that the person in the mirror was real!
"Hahaha! What are you afraid of? The person in the mirror is you!"
Ying Pingan looked at the three of them as if they were fools and cursed Mountain Gun in his heart.
"Us?"
Zhang Han and Wang Ben were stunned for a moment, but after a closer look, they realized that it was really them, and even their movements were exactly the same.
"Little Lord, do you keep your promise?”
After he reacted, Zhang Han's eyes revealed a hint of greed.
If this thing was given to Joy Red Court's top card, Cai Die, how could she not obey him?
"It counts! Of course it counts!"
Ying Pingan nodded without hesitation.
He thought to himself,[You guys can't win anyway, so even if you take out a diamond to bet, it's not a problem!]
"Alright, then I'll hold the plow. As long as Little Lord can pull the plow 150 feet, I'll consider it a loss and immediately hand over 15 gold coins.”
Zhang Han's mind was filled with Yu Niang's every frown and smile. He just wanted to win the mirror as soon as possible.
"No problem!"
Ying Pingan blinked and nodded.
"Old Zhang, isn't this a little inappropriate?”
While Ying Pingan was putting away his backpack, Wang Ben nudged Zhang Han's arm and whispered. No matter what, this kid was still a young master. Moreover, he was only five years old.
The two of them were almost a hundred years old. It would not be good if they bullied a five-year-old baby!
"This is what the young master wants to bet with us. We are only laughing at the young master for playing. What are you afraid of?”
Zhang Han didn't mind.
Even if the king asked later, he was not in the wrong!
He was definitely going to get that mirror today! "Come on!"
Ying Pingan put his backpack aside and rubbed his two small hands against his clothes before standing in front of Qu Yuanli.
Although this plow was an improved product of the later generation and was not as cumbersome as a plow, it was still taller than a five-year-old baby.
The little fellow stood in front and made a gesture as if he was going to pull, making everyone present laugh!
"Good! Little Lord, let's begin!"
Zhang Han nodded and held onto Li Wei.
"Little Lord, you have to work hard!"
The guards were shouting slogans, but their faces were all wearing mocking smiles.
Humph!
How dare you look down on Yours Truly?
Yours Truly will shock your jaws off later!
Ying Pingan took a deep breath. His chubby little hands gripped the plow and he began to move his calves rapidly.
"Aiyo!"
Zhang Han, who was interacting with the guards behind him, didn't expect this child to be able to pull. He suddenly staggered and almost fell flat on his face.
"This…? How is this possible?"
Zhang Han's face was filled with shock, and he instinctively chased after her with large strides, holding onto the plow tail.
"Could it be that my eyes are playing tricks on me?"
Wang Ben rubbed his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.
"What the hell, the Little Lord is born with divine strength!”
"It's not just innate divine strength. He's so fast that even our Young Master Zhang has to walk quickly to keep up!”
"That's right! Young Marshal Zhang was once a general!”
……
Seeing this scene, the guards who had been teasing him earlier were all so shocked that their jaws dropped.
Zhang Han had led troops into battle before he became a young master, so his physical strength was much stronger than the average person.
Even so, he had to jog behind Ying Pingan, panting from exhaustion!
At this moment, he was staring at Ying Pingan as if he was looking at a monster, unable to say a word.
He was stunned. Where did a five-year-old child get the strength to pull this plow? More importantly, he left so fast!
This time, he was doomed!
"Did you guys see that…?"
Wang Ben turned his head slightly and spoke to the guard behind him, but his eyes were still fixed on the two of them." This plow is very different from our current couple plow. We need one person to control the ox, one person to control the plow ape, and one person to support the plow. Not to mention how many oxen we need, we need three people to do the labor, but this plow can be operated by one person!”
After he recovered from his shock, he realized this.
If all of Great Qin used plows like this, wouldn't every family have to save at least two workers?
With these people, they could open up wasteland and increase food production.
They could also become soldiers to protect the country and make Great Qin even more prosperous. It was simply a divine weapon that benefited the country and the people!
"Yo! It's true. I wouldn't have noticed it if Marquis Tong Wu hadn't mentioned it!”
"That's right! This plow eats very deep into the soil, so it's much better than our current couple plow!”
"I don't know if this kind of plow is sold on the market. When the time comes, I'll let my family change into this kind of plow. I'll let my brothers farm at home and my younger brother join the army to earn military merit!”
"Yes! That's right! I think so too!"
With his reminder, all the guards on the scene noticed this and ran to the fence one after another, tiptoeing to take a closer look.
Ying Pingan's short legs were still moving rapidly, occasionally turning his head to smile at Zhang Han.
However, Zhang Han wasn't as relaxed as him. After a few laps, he was already sweating profusely, and his breathing became rapid!
"Little…Little Lord…Alright…Let's stop…I…I lost!”
"You admit defeat just like that? You can't do it either, old man!"
Ying Pingan stopped in his tracks. He loosened his grip and threw the plow away.
He originally wanted to give this old fellow a few more laps, but he didn't expect him to admit defeat so quickly!
He was nothing!
"Little Lord's pace is too fast, I really can't keep up!”
The plowing stopped, and Zhang Han could finally catch his breath.
Ying Pingan, on the other hand, walked out of the fence with his little feet and picked up his backpack that he had thrown in the courtyard.
His treasures were all in this backpack. No matter what, he could not lose them!
"Little Lord is really born with divine strength!" "That's right! The Little Lord was as swift as flying. How did he manage to do it?”
"Where did you buy this plow? We've never met before?"
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