Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 876 The bullet hits the center of the eyebrow (please subscribe!)



Zhao Zhenming went to a military academy. Although his education was not particularly high, he loved ancient poetry and liked to mutter a few lines of ancient poetry when something happened.

Often make mistakes.

This time, he finally had the right idea!

Only now did Zhao Zhenming understand that "Returning to Hometown" is more than just a poem.

At this moment, Zhao Zhenming felt as if he had been struck by lightning. In the future, he would become a lecturer in a military academy, which also engaged in education.

At this moment, the delayed nature of education was fully reflected at this moment. He suddenly understood "The Book of Returning to Hometown" and no longer needed a teacher to teach him. He had the most perfect interpretation and this song on his own. The answer to poetry.

When he was young, "Returning to Hometown" was like a gun being fired. Today, the bullet hits Zhao Zhenming between the eyebrows, and education has completed a closed loop.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhenming, who was mourning the spring and autumn, saw a familiar figure at the entrance of the village.

"Second Uncle? Second Uncle!"

I saw an old man with a dark face and gray beard sitting on a cart pulled by a big horse, with a cigar in his mouth, and he was leisurely returning to the entrance of the village.

Hearing someone calling him, he hurriedly stopped the animals.

After taking a closer look, he shouted in disbelief: "Gou Sheng, are you Zhao Gou Sheng?! Are you still alive?!"

"Pfft!"

The soldier on the side failed to manage his expression and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Zhenming's old face darkened and he hit the soldier on the head.

There was no other way. Before falling into the arms of the Ming Dynasty, in the Qing Dynasty, no one had a nickname unless he was the child of a scholar.

Although it is a nickname, Zhao Zhenming sounds very friendly.

Zhao Zhenming leaned on crutches and trotted to his second uncle.

"What a waste! Just come back alive, just come back alive!"

The second uncle looked at the decent black woolen coat he was wearing, and for a moment he was a little afraid to recognize his nephew.

He had seen this kind of standard coat, a regular winter coat of the Ming Dynasty Royal Army.

"When the Tatars captured the kid, it was my second uncle who didn't keep an eye on you and asked you to be captured by the Tatars who killed a thousand people. I'm sorry for my brother and sister-in-law!"

Zhao Zhenming's second uncle had tears in his eyes. Thinking of the past, he lost control.

"It's all in the past, Second Uncle, let's talk later, you see, we blocked the road."

"Yes, yes, we have to hurry back to the village, Gou Sheng, Gou Sheng is his friend, get in the car quickly, let's go home!"

Going home is such a distant word for Zhao Zhenming.

After being rescued by Ming Dynasty, the army became his home, and he also returned home as an army. This time his home was different, but just as kind.

The two put their luggage on their second uncle's car, and then they turned over and sat on the edge of the car.

The young soldier held it in for a while, and finally couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Barracks, what is this cart carrying? It smells wrong!"

"Is this a dung cart?"

Zhao Zhenming was also a little unsure and asked his second uncle.

The second uncle was over 50 years old and somewhat deaf. Zhao Zhenming repeated it before he replied with a smile:

"Isn't that right! Long live the Lord said that dung is a good thing. Let's pull it to feed the farmland! In the past, men, women, old and young didn't all go into battle together with baskets on their backs and poles. Now, thanks to the long live Lord of the Ming Dynasty, we all Use the horse-drawn carriage to haul the dung!"

As the saying goes, a village's crops depend on excrement.Sichuan is too far from the port, and the guano from the South China Sea cannot be transported here, so it is used up.

If you can’t use guano fertilizer, use your own fertilizer.

The soldiers on the side wanted to cover their noses, but were afraid of being hit by the iron fist of the camp, looking like they were in a dilemma.

Zhao Zhenming saw his embarrassment, smiled and handed over a handkerchief, and turned to his second uncle and said, "Second uncle, this friend of mine is from the city and is not used to this smell."

The second uncle said: "Actually, in these years, when the Ming Dynasty came back, Long Live Lord built a septic tank in the city. Otherwise, the city would stink even more. This feces was transported from Shuangliu County!"

After all, he was born as a soldier in the Ming Dynasty, but he still didn't receive the veil in the end.

Too hypocritical is not good.

Along the way, Zhao Zhenming asked about things in the village, and his second uncle was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

"Look at our big horse pulling the cart. It's cute. It's bigger than an ox. It seems to be called something."

"Uncle, are you teaching Sharma?"

"Ah, that's right, it's called a blind horse. You said this blind horse is really a good thing. One horse can pull three loads, and it can also plow and plow the land. The horse's legs are narrower than the cow's legs, no By compressing grain, each mu of land can grow a lot!"

One of the most famous draft horses in the world, the Shire is a British horse.

The color of Shire horses is generally black, brown or gray. There are also a small number of Shire horses that are white. They are very beautiful, elegant and noble. They are simply the "nobles among horses" and have the temperament of the traditional upper-class British aristocracy.

The Shire horse's body and neck are very slender, its shoulders are broad and powerful, and it has particularly developed and strong muscles, especially its two hind legs, which are very thick.

The hooves of the Shire horse are also very distinctive. Its hooves are covered with long hair, which looks like a pair of plush boots. These hairs can protect the horse's hooves from the ground to a certain extent. wood, stones and other sharp objects.

In addition, the hooves of the Shire horse also have a certain anti-slip function.

It is precisely because the Shire horses have such a tall and strong body that their strength is also very terrifying.

A Shire stallion and a Shire mare pulled more than five tonnes of cargo at a UK show.

Later, 13 strong adult men had a tug-of-war competition with a Shire horse. The 13 strong men were sweating profusely from exhaustion, but the result was a disastrous defeat.

During the war years, Sharma was used to transport goods and resources needed for the war, weapons, and heavyweight weapons such as forts.

You must know that in the cold weapon age, the cavalry armor alone weighed more than ten kilograms, plus various weapons and equipment, it weighed hundreds of kilograms, and the Sharma could carry these things casually On the battlefield.

Of course, this kind of horse is too bulky to be used as a war horse.

But as a farm horse, it is really fragrant.

Of course, Zhu Kezang would not let go of this kind of horse. When relations with the British were good at that time, he introduced many of them. After many years of slavery, the native Shire horses of the Ming Dynasty have also been bred and are used in agriculture everywhere.

Zhao Zhenming's second uncle has been herding cattle for the landlord's family all his life. Logically speaking, he has feelings for the old scalper, but there is a saying that the blind horse that Zhu Kezang got from the UK is indeed better than the cattle. make!
Originally called Xiao Tiantian, now the old scalper can only retire and live in his old age.

But the old scalper has been tired all his life, so it’s just right to take a break.

Of course, blind horses are not all good.

Because they cannot chew cud, that is, they cannot return semi-digested food from the stomach to the mouth for chewing again, blind horses eat more than cows.

From time to time, I have to feed some refined grains such as beans, otherwise I will lose weight and get sick.

In the past, this is definitely a bad thing.

But now, the Ming Dynasty has taken over the world, farmers have land, and there are no taxes. It’s okay to give the horses some beans!

(End of this chapter)


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