Grass and mustard reign supreme

Chapter 50 That Day
That day, on Phoenix Mountain, in April.

The vines, like a lazy Persian cat, curled up on the Xiangfei couch.

Her gleaming black hair was styled into a simple bun, adorned with a jade hairpin, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

Her figure is curvaceous and her curves are smooth, already showing signs of a mature, womanly figure.

Qingmei knelt on the long plush carpet in front of the couch and told Suo Chanzhi about Yang Can's plan.

Yang Can's plan was undoubtedly risky, and if it failed, he would be in a very passive position.

However, his plan is the most effective way to break the deadlock at present.

Yu Xinglong used Yu Chengye's death to outmaneuver Yu Huanhu.

Yu Huanhu cut off his own arm, returned his property, and vowed to live in seclusion, thus escaping disaster.

But if he were to hand over the assets, he would be turning the tables on Yu Xinglong.

If you do not act on my behalf, your prestige will be ruined.

If you make any moves, the grain harvest will be reduced this autumn, and you will still lose your prestige.

Yu Xinglong had no better way to break the deadlock, so he brought out a "scapegoat".

Use him to deal with the Suo family!
Use him to deal with questions from all sides.

Two ways to cook a fish, squeezing out all its value.

Yang Can was unwilling to give in; he wanted to prove his worth and solve this unsolvable problem.

In this situation, all conventional methods either fail or are too time-consuming.

It seems that we have no choice but to take a risk.

Thinking of this, Suo Chanzhi asked quietly, "Does he understand that the most dangerous piece is the one that has crossed the river?"

He couldn't retreat, he could only move forward; he was the most conspicuous target, the easiest to be eliminated first.

Qingmei replied earnestly, "But he's already crossed the river!"

Suo Chanzhi froze for a moment. Yes, they had already crossed the river!
Is it meaningful to be debating whether or not to cross the river at this point?

Suo Chanzhi chuckled, "You've really given me a wake-up call."

Qingmei shook her head and said, "It wasn't what I was thinking. I just remembered something that Steward Yang said."

"What did he say?"

He said that from that day on, he could only move forward and could not retreat.

Suo Chanzhi raised her alluring eyebrows slightly, and asked with a puzzled look, "Which day?"

That day!

Qingmei pursed her apricot-pink lips: "That day!"

That day……

Suddenly, Suo Chanzhi's face turned red, as if she had remembered something.

Then, Xiao Qingmei's face also turned red.

Suo Chanzhi coughed lightly, her face flushed, and said in a solemn tone, "Alright, I agree!"

Qingmei asked in surprise, "You've already agreed to him, Miss?"

Qingmei secretly hoped that Suo Chanzhi would agree to Yang Can's request.

But Suo Chanzhi's quick agreement still surprised her somewhat.

"Okay, I agree!"

Suo Chanzhi sat up.

It was a bright and sunny spring day, with sunlight streaming in through the open shoji doors.

The bark of the vine, entwined with branches, is as pure as glass in the sunlight.

She looked at Qingmei so seriously: "We have no choice but to believe him!"

After a moment of silence, Suo Chanzhi's voice lowered: "Just like that night, he had no other choice."

At this point, Suo Chanzhi's voice became even more somber: "Qingmei, tell me... am I somewhat sorry to him?"

Qingmei remained silent. He was just doing his job as a clerk, and suddenly we dragged him into a life-or-death vortex...

But what's the use of saying more now that things have come to this?

Suo Chanzhi sighed, "Stay by his side and take good care of him..."

At this point, Suo Chanzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly again.

"No, you can't take care of him. You and he are still enemies on the surface."

No, it's not.

Upon hearing this, Qingmei quickly explained, "Miss, now everyone in Feng'an Village thinks that I... am having an affair with him."

"Hmm?" Suo Chanzhi looked at Qingmei, her eyes gradually becoming strange.

Qingmei blushed again under her gaze, and stammered, "But I didn't, I really didn't, I swear!"

Qingmei raised her little hand, confident and assertive.

Since I didn't sleep with him, it doesn't count.

The two gazes that had been putting so much pressure on Qingmei finally withdrew.

"Well, whether it happens or not, it's only a matter of time."

You were originally my maidservant.

"Then...you'll take good care of him for me."

"Oh..." Little Green Plum mumbled a sleepy reply.

According to what you're saying, if we round it up, then he's my man, right?

Bah! What rounding? It sounds like being torn apart by five horses, it's terrifying.

Whether you round up or down, you should round up!
……

Yang Can's curved plow was finally completed.

Before this, the only plow in the world had a straight shaft.

Straight-shaft plows are not very flexible when turning around during plowing, making them very difficult to operate and inefficient.

Its shortcomings are particularly noticeable in areas with small plots of land and complex terrain.

The curved plow, with ideas provided by Yang Can and crafted by Li the blacksmith, perfectly solved these problems.

It is not only flexible to operate, but also allows for free adjustment of the depth of tillage.

In particular, it is more ergonomic in use.

Using it allows the plowman to stand upright instead of bending over as before. The entire operation can even be completed by a single person and ox, greatly reducing the need for human and animal power.

Today, they will officially unveil this plow in the fields.

Many tenants, villagers, and servants rushed over upon hearing the news.

They had grown up with the farm tools they used to seeing, and never thought they could be improved.

They all wanted to know if this thing was really better than the plow they were using now.

Li the blacksmith's apprentices carried the curved plow and placed it in the field as if it were a precious treasure.

The one summoned to try plowing was an old farmer.

His face was deeply lined, he was shirtless, and his dark skin was like that of iron.

He was a tenant farmer in Feng'an Village, cultivating the Yu family's land.

Upon seeing the tenant leader Wang Fugui, he would put on a bitter face and complain.

“Head tenant Wang, today the ox and plow belonging to the landlord should be used by my family.”

Now that we've asked the old man to try out this new plow, this delay has wasted an entire afternoon."

Wang Fugui said impatiently, "Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense."

We asked you to try plowing because you are widely recognized as a skilled farmer.

Don't worry, since we're using your land to test the plow today, and we asked you to come and try it, we should naturally compensate you.

"Just one more day, how about that? It'll allow your family to use the ox and plow for one more day."

Upon hearing this, the old man was overjoyed and, baring his yellow teeth, gave Wang Fugui one.

"Thank you, Chief Wang. Thank you, Chief Wang."

"Alright, alright, go and try out the plow."

"Hey, hey, I'll go right away."

The old man happily got off the plow and, together with his son, untied the rope from the old ox and led it over.

After he finished preparing, just as he and his son were about to plow the field together as before, Yang Can suddenly said, "No, you use this plow by yourself."

"what?"

The old man was a little confused. Would this work?
But he also knew that this Steward Yang was a very important person whom even the master of the manor had to treat with great respect.

Even if someone is giving him bad advice, he wouldn't dare disobey.

The old man thought to himself, "I'll put all my strength into tilling the land as well as I can today."

Otherwise, if this old man gets angry and embarrassed, I, the old man, will be the one who suffers.

A large crowd of people gathered at the edge of the field to watch the experiment.

The old man, holding the plow, glanced nervously at the tenant farmer, Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui nodded, and only then did the old man cautiously shout, "Giddy up!"

The instructions for driving oxen are largely the same as those for driving horses, except that oxen react much slower than horses.

Therefore, when issuing commands such as "Giddy up," "Oh," "Whoa," or "De," the sound should be drawn out.

Upon hearing the command, the ox straightened its plow rope and moved forward.

Most of the people present were farmers who toiled in the fields for a living. They only glanced at it a few times before noticing that the plow seemed quite different.

The old man who was holding the plow felt it most clearly; this time, he was not only able to straighten his back, but he also no longer needed his son to pull him from the front.

Where the plow passed, the earth was turned over with a whooshing sound, as if a muddy wave had been ploughed out.

It felt much easier than usual, and even the soil-breaking effect was better.

The old man was both surprised and delighted, and the people by the field cheered excitedly.

Li the blacksmith ran over excitedly and urged, "Don't stop, don't stop, keep going, try turning around after you finish this furrow."

"Ai ai".

The old man agreed and continued to drive the ox forward.

The farmers couldn't contain themselves any longer and ran into the fields to follow him.

Field supervisor Peng Jin stared in disbelief, stammering, "It actually works! It actually works!"

Peng Tianjian and Lai Gulu followed Yang Can every day, but later they got tired of keeping an eye on him.

He brought good tea and snacks, and every day when he arrived at the blacksmith's shop, he would sit under the tree and chat with Lai Gulu.

Today was the first time he had truly looked at this curved plow.

Just as the plow reached the end of a row, it easily turned around and started plowing back this way.

When the plow came close, many people surrounded it.

They touched this and touched that, and they were all incredibly excited.

The old man dropped the plow, stumbled over, and shouted excitedly, "Tenant, tenant, this plow works! It really works!"

He was already incoherent. What used to be a job that required two or three people could now be done by at least one person.

Moreover, it also saves animal power.

What used to take three days to cultivate one acre of land can now be done in one day.

This is a divine artifact! This is truly a divine artifact!
The same field, three days' worth of work time reduced to one day!
The required manpower was reduced from two or three to one, and animal power was also saved...

That would save a lot of manpower, resources, and time.
The enormous economic value of this is the most tangible thing for these ordinary people.

Yang Can recalled some information he had learned and smiled, "This ploughing project requires more than just manpower and resources."

Using this type of plow results in better deep tillage and soil breaking up, leading to increased yields.

I can't say much more, but an increase of 10% or 20% in production is definitely achievable.

what?
Yang Can's words were like pouring a ladle of cold water into boiling dumpling soup, leaving the room in complete silence.

A moment later, the water boiled even more vigorously.

The old man, who was testing the plow, knelt down on the ground with a "thump".

With tears welling up in his eyes, he cried out, "A divine artifact! This is a divine artifact! Your Excellency, you are a god!"

The effect that Yang Can described was actually somewhat conservative.

But to these farmers, it was an unbelievable miracle.

The people were outraged.

When Lai Gulu, Peng Jin, and Wang Fugui heard the news, their eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)