Take a plane to the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 3
"What are you doing?" Zhu Changyuan shouted, and the two of them let go with fear in their eyes, but they also boldly said to him: "Little prince, last year we did a lot of work for you. The water is also divided into half of you, and now we just want to borrow two farm cattle for a few days, Ah Jiu is not sensible, so he is unwilling to borrow."

The two burly men outside the door are honest people. They are all villagers in the Majia Village above the valley. They rely on a slightly larger piece of dry land for their livelihood. The Ninth General Assembly agreed to lend them, but this year's situation is a little different.

Zhu Changyuan originally owned four cattle, but due to some accidents, there are only two left this year. Now that it is the beginning of spring, naturally he cannot abandon his land and lend the cattle to others.

"It's useless for you to pull Ah Jiu. We have lost two cows this year. What should I do if I lend them to you? Who doesn't have land?" On a hundred acres of land, even if two cows work day and night, they will have to plow ten or so. Days, missed these ten days, but missed a good time for farming.

"But." The man in Majia Village hesitated to speak, and finally said: "There are more than 20 people in our village, and there are only two farm cattle. If you don't borrow them, I will starve next year. Then I will squat at your house." Do you want to eat in front of the door?"

Zhu Changyuan was amused by his rogue temperament, so he could only smile bitterly, looked at the [-] mu of land outside the door, and said: "Well, I promise to lend you the cattle, but you have to give me seven days, Come back in seven days and wait for me to plant these fields."

"Seven days?"

The man from Majia Village looked at the 100 mu of land outside, and said in disbelief, "You have more than [-] mu of land here. Can you plant it in seven days?"

Zhu Changyuan smiled slightly, "You don't need to worry about it, you just need to come on time in seven days. By the way, what's your name?"

The man in Majia Village said: "My name is Ma Dashan, and this is my cousin, Ma Hai."

"Okay, Brother Dashan, Ma Hai, you will come to borrow the cow in seven days, but the ugly words come first, this cow can't be borrowed for nothing!" Zhu Changyuan said straightforwardly.

In this chaotic world, people's lives are difficult. If they don't lend the cattle to these two brothers today, they will not be able to plant all the land in their village, and there will be no guarantee for next year's harvest. Then, as a piece of fat nearby, Zhu Changyuan is undoubtedly in danger If you do, you will lose your property at least, and your life at worst.After all, in this era where food is not guaranteed, anything can happen for a bite of food.

"I know, I'll do some farm work for you when the time comes." The Ma brothers saluted Zhu Changyuan and left in a hurry.

"Ding... Ma Dashan's cattle borrowing task has started... Do you accept it?"

"accept."

As soon as the two brothers in Majia Village left, Ah Jiu couldn't sit still, and got up and followed Zhu Changyuan, feeling a little displeased, and said, "Master, we can't finish planting our land in seven days."

Zhu Changyuan smiled slightly and said, "No, we can finish planting." Then he said to everyone in the Wang family: "Take a break today, get up early tomorrow morning, start working, and feed the cattle to prepare for farming."

"Yes, little prince."

Zhu Changyuan returned to his room, closed the door firmly, and started his next plan.Open the main interface of the system and select the button to return to the original world, but the "yes" in it cannot be used. The above prompts can only be used once a day.

After finally waiting until twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, the return to the original world on the main interface was finally usable. Looking at the contribution value of 800, I smiled wryly, more than 7, only less than [-] minutes time.

However, 7 minutes is enough for him now.

Open the map interface, select China, a large agricultural province, a remote plain village, this is Zhu Changyuan's modern hometown, where grandparents live.If he remembered correctly, the grandfather's house should still have the old-fashioned iron plow pulled by oxen. Although it has not been used for many years, his grandfather is still reluctant to sell it as scrap iron.

"Shhhhh..."

It was dark in front of my eyes, and I came to grandpa's house in an instant.The main interface starts to record the time until now, one second, two seconds, three seconds. . .

In the middle of the night, when grandparents had already fallen asleep, Zhu Changyuan sneaked into the west room where the farm tools were stored, and reluctantly stuffed two rusted iron plows into the small cart, and placed them vertically. Otherwise, I really can't let go.

I looked around and saw some outdated farm tools, but didn't move.I found an electronic horn in the Westinghouse, thought about it, picked it up and threw it in the cart.

Then he went to the room where the grain was kept, and carried a whole big snakeskin bag of wheat, and put it on a small cart.

Four minutes had passed, and after checking that there was really nothing to take, I selected the button on the main interface to return to the parallel world.

"call..."

In order to save time, Zhu Changyuan was almost carrying a bag of [-] catties of wheat on the road just now, but now he felt back pain and almost couldn't bear it.

But fortunately, all the things that should be taken are finally taken.

The reason why he brought back the rusty iron plow from his grandparents' house was because he discovered an interesting thing.That is, the farmers in this parallel world, the plows they use to plow the land are actually made of wood.Yes, he read it right, the last words are all made of wood.

In this way, it takes a lot of effort for the oxen to pull the plow. Generally, two oxen can pull a wooden plow.In the modern world, Zhu Changyuan also saw his grandfather plowing the field when he was young, and it was obvious that a cow could pull it.

After working all night, it's time to rest.

After sleeping until dawn, Ah Jiu had already cooked porridge when he woke up.

A few extremely delicate bowls and dishes were placed on the table. Zhu Changyuan was tired enough at night, and now his appetite is good. After drinking three bowls of millet porridge in a row, he gave Ah Jiu a thumbs up and said, "Ah Jiu is good at cooking."

However, the only regret is that although the porridge is very thick, it is still not as solid as the steamed buns.But the Wang family didn't think so, and with the leftover meaty meals from yesterday, they enjoyed eating one by one.Especially Goro and that half-child from the Dalang family, who drank a lot of bowls.

I have to work today, so it's normal to eat more. After all, like the old Wang's family, they often don't eat in the morning.

Zhu Changyuan opened the door, stretched his waist facing the sun, and took a breath of fresh air in the early spring outside, mixed with the slight fishy smell of the sea, which gave him an indescribable comfort.

My tired body, which was tired last night, has improved a lot unconsciously.

"Little lord."

Seeing Zhu Changyuan going out, everyone in the Wang family came to bow down, especially old man Wang, after taking his pills, he recovered within a day.

It can't get better so quickly now, Zhu Changyuan estimated that it was probably because people at that time hadn't developed resistance.

"Everyone get up." He raised his legs across the threshold, went to the yard and pulled up the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and said, "From now on, you will follow me, everyone is a family. Work hard, I will definitely not will starve you."

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?" Zhu Changyuan asked while holding the boy's hand.

The boy was a little shy, and said with a flushed face, "My father didn't name me."

"Oh?" Zhu Changyuan turned his gaze to Da Lang, who said with a sly smile, "I'm just called Da Zi, who said there is no name?"

The old man stood up and kicked Da Lang, and said, "I gave you a name, boy? How come the grandchildren don't even have a name." After scolding, he bowed to Zhu Changyuan and said, "The little prince is a scholar. , Give our children a name."

Zhu Changyuan nodded, pondered for a while, looked at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid, he looked good these two days due to the nutrition of the food, and said: "One day I will raise you into a strong boy like a tiger. Let’s name it Wang Hu.”

"Wang Hu is good, Wang Hu is good!" The old man beamed with joy, and said again: "Then counting down in order, you three brothers are called Wang Hu, Wang Bao, and... and... Wang. . . ”

The old man suddenly got stuck, Zhu Changyuan smiled slightly and said, "Wang Hu, Wang Bao, and Wang Long. The dragon, tiger and leopard are all gone."

"That's right, that's right, Wang Long, the little boy is called Wang Long." Old man Wang chuckled.Goro at the back stood up and said, "Young Lord, give me a name too. Goro Goro doesn't sound good."

"What, Goro doesn't sound good, I'll break your dog legs." Old man Wang picked up a stool while speaking.

Zhu Changyuan stopped him and said, "Forget it, let's make another one. What kind of ambition does Goro have?"

Wu Lang was driven to a corner of a small courtyard by the old king. When he heard Zhu Changyuan's question, his eyes suddenly flashed fiercely. He let his father beat him twice and said, "I want to kill the tartar, and the tartar killed my mother."

Old man Wang stopped his hands and was present in astonishment.

Zhu Changyuan pondered and said: "Well, let's call him Polu, what do you think of Wang Polu?"

"It doesn't sound good." Goro said dejectedly, the name didn't sound as imposing as his three nephews.

Zhu Changyuan patiently explained to him for a long time before clarifying the meaning of the name. After hearing this, Wulang happily accepted it.Since then, there has been a man named Wang Polu in the world.

After eating, Zhu Changyuan ordered Dalang to feed the two cattle and lead them to the side of the dry field, and asked Erlang Sanlang and Polu to bring the plow in the room to the field, and said, "Lao Wang, can you see if this plow works?" ?”

Needless to say, Zhu Changyuan, Lao Wang ran over the moment he saw the plow.

"Okay, okay, okay. This plow saves effort... Tsk tsk..." In the sound of old Wang's tsk tsk, Da Lang and Erlang each picked up a plow and put it on the ox, and began to drive the ox to plow the field.

"Ding..." The moment the plow fell into the soil, Zhu Changyuan heard a long-lost voice in his mind.

"The host changes the production method of the parallel world, earns [-] contribution points, gains Dalang's admiration, and increases contribution by [-] points."

"Obtain Erlang's admiration and increase contribution by [-] points."

. . .

After the sound, the contribution in the system increased by another [-] points.

so much.

Zhu Changyuan couldn't figure out why he just changed a plow, changed the world, and gained so much contribution.

However, he doesn't think about things that he can't figure out clearly, and at this moment, he is counting the time back in the past alone in ecstasy.

Including the previous contribution, the total value is now 26813 points, 50 points, which is more than [-] minutes if calculated as time.

"drive..."

Before Zhu Changyuan could finish his excitement, a scold came from the other side of the valley.Zhu Changyuan was slightly taken aback. Normally, no one would come to this small valley. Why did someone come today? It sounds like an officer or soldier?
There was a sound of horseshoes, no need to guess, one man and two horses turned around from the valley and came to Zhu Changyuan.

(End of this chapter)