Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Of course, some people also noticed the strange plow that the Wen brothers moved, and many people were talking privately about Wen. Even the plow was different from other people's.

However, everyone in the Wen family didn't care what others said, they just wanted to try this new Quyuanli quickly to see if it would work.

In the field, Rhubarb stayed quietly, circling around him with its big head, pulling some hay to feed him. Rhubarb even opened his mouth to eat it, and he didn't lose his temper.

Wen Xiuyi and his two brothers began to put a noose on him.

Wen Yao came close to Rhubarb, touched it, and whispered: "Do it well!"

While everyone in the Wen family was not paying attention to them, Wen Yao took a toffee from the space and fed it to Dahuang.

It was visible to the naked eye that Dahuang's eyes lit up, and he even called out to Wenyao twice.

After the plow was hitched, Wen Xiuyi stood behind to support him, holding a whip in his hand. Everyone in the Wen family dispersed automatically. Old Man Wen personally took Dahuang's leash and patted it: "Little buddy, it's up to you. "

Dahuang snorted, raised his feet and started walking forward.

As he took a step forward, the resistance behind him made him pause for a moment, but he soon began to move forward with all his strength, trying to compete with the resistance behind him.

In this way, everyone watched Da Huang walking forward, and Wen Xiuyi walked behind holding the plow. The soil on the ground turned up little by little as they moved.

Wen Xiuzhu and Wen Xiuqing hurried up and shouted happily: "Dad, it's really good, it's really deep." It was much deeper than they could dig with their own hands.

The two brothers were very happy. They followed behind with a rake, shook out the pole, and broke up the big clods of soil. They worked enthusiastically, and the efficiency was several times faster.

Luo Shi and his two daughters-in-law also started to help in the fields. Wen Xiuyi held the plow and shouted: "Mom, don't throw away the wheat straws. Stack them all together and they will be useful."

Luo Shi wanted to scold him, but when he saw Dahuang and Quyuli, he swallowed his scolding words. Together with his two daughters-in-law, he piled all the dug out wheat straw roots in one place.

As for what it was for, Luo Shi didn't ask. The boss had his own reasons for saying so, so he could just do it himself.

With the addition of rhubarb, their work efficiency has become higher and their work has become more relaxed. They cleared more than an acre of land in just one morning, which was something they could not even imagine before.

Old Man Wen was afraid that Rhubarb would be exhausted, so after a while he would get him some water or some hay for him to eat.

But Da Huang's head always turned in Wen Yao's direction from time to time. Old Man Wen couldn't see anything, just thought it was not adapting and moving erratically.

Since it was easier to work now, Luo didn't need to stay in the fields all the time. After working for a while, he left the old man, his son, daughter-in-law, and several eldest grandchildren, and took his granddaughter and little grandson home directly.

My family is still building a house, so I really can’t live without people.

There were also people working in the fields next to Wen's house. In just one day, the news that Wen's big ox pulling the plow was working much faster had spread throughout Gutong Village.

In the afternoon, Wenjia Tiankan was full of people who came to watch. What they heard was believing, and what they saw was believing. Everyone was shocked by the efficiency, even the village chief came.

After all, his family was the only one with cattle, and now the Wen family also has one, and his family's sense of superiority is gone.

Looking again, the Wen family's plow plowed the land faster than theirs. Along the way, he heard several people saying they wanted to borrow oxen and plows from the Wen family.

"Uncle Wen, are you busy?" The village chief stood on the field and shouted.

Old Man Wen could only stop, and Wen Xiuyi also raised his head.

Old Man Wen lowered his head and whispered to him: "I must have seen our family buying cows and got anxious."

When he looked up, there was already a polite smile on his face.

"It's the village chief. What kind of wind brought you here? Look, there are people buried in the field. I won't go there. What's going on?" Old Man Wen didn't move, just stood in the field talking to him. .

The village chief looked at his plow. It was indeed different from his own. He wanted to ask them how they made it, but how could he have the nerve to ask when there were so many people here?

After thinking for a while, the village chief said: "Nothing, I just heard that this plow monster made by your family is very useful. Come and have a look."

The proud look on Old Man Wen's face was even more obvious than before when Wen Xiuyi was admitted as a scholar.

"Hey, what are you talking about? The boss of our family made it by himself. Didn't he just hire a carpenter to make it? Let's go to the ground and try it to see if it works. But it does work well. Look at this land, how well it has been plowed. "Old man Wen stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground behind him, as if you were looking at the country that your elder brother has built.

There was a villager next to the village chief. When he saw this, he said: "Village Chief, his plow is really good. You can see it deeply and quickly. Why don't you ask Uncle Wen how he made this and give it to your family?" Let’s change it too.”

What this person didn't say is that it's much easier to use than the one you have.

The village chief glanced at him, and he thought, but old man Wen just said that Wen Xiuyi made this thing, what if he doesn't agree?

Thinking of this, the village chief frowned. Over the years, because his family had cows, he would always come to borrow them from any family in the village who were really overwhelmed, and would give them some rent or food. He would help whenever he could.

Man, he has lived for these acres of land his whole life. Now that there are more advanced things, he naturally wants to get one, but he is the village chief after all, so this is really hard to talk about. What if the Wen family says What should I do if he covets their things?I don’t want this old face anymore.

Old Man Wen was still proud, so Wen Xiuyi straightened up and said, "Village Chief, do you want to come down and give it a try?"

When the village chief heard this, he went to the ground immediately.

Old Man Wen didn't even have time to stop him.

When he got there, Wen Xiuyi personally taught the village chief how to use it, and then stood aside to give instructions.

"Dad, just hold Dahuang and continue."

Old Man Wen glared at his son quietly, then he held Dahuang's hand and continued walking resignedly. Dahuang also tried his best, maybe because he was being watched by others, and he worked very hard.

The village chief walked behind, holding the curved shaft plow in his hand. He really felt the difference between this and their straight shaft plow, and he was overjoyed.

"It really saves a lot of effort." The village chief said while touching his plow.

Wen Xiuyi smiled and said: "Indeed, this is called a curved shaft plow. It takes less effort than the straight shaft plow we used before, and the depth is deeper than that."

"Not bad, really good." The village chief couldn't put it down and wanted to change it, but he didn't know how to say it.

After helping with the work for a while, the village chief asked: "Brother Wen, did you do this?"

Wen Xiuyi waved his hand: "I don't have that ability. I just drew a picture, improved it, and asked someone to do it. If the village chief wants to change, he can go to the pier and there is a Zhang family carpenter's stall next to my stall."