LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 64: Stirrups and Horseshoes
Zhao Lang was in a good mood after solving the agricultural problems and getting Huang Daopo's weaving skills.
Zhao Lang had seen Huang Daopo's weaving skills in history books.
The requirements for raw materials are not high, and the technical requirements for personnel are not very high.
But it can greatly improve the speed and quantity of weaving.
It is the crystallization of ancient textile technology.
Coupled with the curved plough, the most basic farming and weaving in the world does not require much investment.
can be greatly improved.
This is the power of technology.
Now he needs to find a better carpenter, and if he wants to mass-produce these things later, he needs more people.
A little irritable.
"Do you want to enter Xianyang again?"
Zhao Lang frowned and thought, now he is a little bit resistant to Xianyang City.
Anyone who goes there twice will suffer two unnamed disasters, and it will be a little uncomfortable.
"Let's go and see the progress of the blacksmith first, and wait until the plowshares come out to see the situation."
When they arrived at the small yard at the edge of Zhuangzi, the blacksmith Wang Tiezhu was knocking with people.
Zhao Lang saw that he was already building a plowshare, which was quite fast.
"Patriarch, you are here."
Wang Tiezhu said with a simple and honest smile.
"Well, come and have a look, don't worry about me, keep busy with yours."
Zhao Lang waved his hand and said.
"Okay."
Wang Tiezhu responded, and as expected, he ignored Zhao Lang, and honestly led people to build things.
Zhao Lang watched Wang Tiezhu honestly for a while, thinking of something.
After waiting for the other party to strike a gap, he said,
"Tie Zhu, I don't think I'm too young anymore, and there's no one at home. Why don't you go to Zhuangzi and settle down."
"If you and a girl from Zhuangzi are in love with each other, I will definitely fulfill you."
At this time, Wang Tiezhu smiled foolishly,
"Thank you, Patriarch, everything is fine on Zhuangzi, and I'm willing to stay."
"It's just that I still have an elderly master who has no children and no daughters. I wonder if I can take him over as well?"
Speaking of this, Wang Tiezhu felt a little embarrassed, as if he thought he was taking advantage of Zhao Lang.
So added,
"Don't worry, although my master is old and can't make iron, he can do a good job as a carpenter."
"It's definitely not free to eat and live."
Hearing this, Zhao Lang's eyes suddenly lit up. Is there a master?
good!
Have no children yet?
Even better!
Still a good carpenter?
It just couldn't be better!
He was thinking about how to keep people on Zhuangzi, and he handed over the iron-making method to the other party.
It's impossible to let the other party leave like this. Fortunately, the other party is also very sensible. He stays in this yard every day, and even Zhuangzi has never gone out.
"Tie Zhu, I didn't tell you, how could the old man be left alone?"
"Hurry up and come to Zhuangzi."
Zhao Lang didn't give the other party any chance to refuse, he directly asked for the address and sent someone to pick him up.
In this way, iron smelting and curved ploughs, as well as improving weaving techniques, are all settled.
Zhao Lang was in a good mood immediately.
"Tie Zhu, don't worry, both of you are treated the same, and the elderly will also receive it."
After Zhao Lang left, Wang Tiezhu still had that simple and honest face, he just said to himself,
"I'm very wary, and I want to take people as a hostage, but I'm not a good person."
But soon another smile appeared,
"It's not a good person. It won't die so easily."
"Now it's up to Juzi to decide."
At this moment, a servant came in and brought a jug of water,
"Brother blacksmith, take a good rest."
Wang Tiezhu said with a smile,
"Thank you."
That night.
Zhao Lang drew the drawings of the loom in Huang Daopo's Weaving Technique, stretched out, and got up to go back to the four-person dormitory.
This drawing is relatively confidential, and it is impossible for him to draw it in that four-person dormitory.
There was a knock on the door,
"My son."
It is prosperous.
After entering the door, Wang Cai said skillfully,
"Young Master, there is nothing wrong with Master Gao today, he is just taking Master Hai to treat his injuries."
"Damn, they are training diligently, and they are often looking for Mr. Wang. It seems that they want to win the competition with Young Master Gao and the others in a few days."
Zhao Lang listened with his eyes closed. After Wang Cai finished talking, he returned.
"Wangcai, you still have to learn to calligraphy as soon as possible. It will be much more convenient to report in letters in the future."
"Those talented servants in Zhuangzi, in addition to watching the situation in Zhuangzi, can't relax their studies."
"In the future, I will remove the slave status for you all."
Wang Cai said with a smile at this time,
"Young master, we didn't kill them as smart and motivated. I think it's good to guard Zhuangzi."
Zhao Lang said with a smile,
"When you know how big this world is in the future, you won't think so."
"By the way, is there anything unusual at the blacksmith's side?"
Wang Cai shook his head,
"No, after the blacksmith entered Zhuangzi, he stayed in the courtyard."
"Oh, in his yard, there are always two more pigeons for some reason. He teases him every day to relieve his boredom."
"Pigeon?"
Zhao Lang frowned slightly, as if thinking of something,
"That's all right. When the blacksmith's master comes over, he has to settle down well and not be neglected."
"Yes, son."
Wang Cai closed the door and left, leaving Zhao Lang alone in the room.
Zhao Lang opened a cloth with some names written on it.
This is the original young servant in Zhuangzi, the real family has children, and Zhao Lang can decide in one word.
At the top of the list, there are two block letters:
Cobwebs.
It's just that the net is still very weak now, and it can only give him the information on Zhuangzi.
Silent all night.
Time flies by.
Everything is progressing step by step, and the blacksmith's master also came to Zhuangzi.
An ordinary old man, there is nothing special about him.
But first-hand carpentry work is very good.
I just like to go around Zhuangzi when I have nothing to do, and then look at Zhao Lang and smirk.
For a time, Zhao Lang wondered if there was something special about him, and it was easy for the old man to like it.
His two teachers were like this, Tian Chang was like this, and so was the master blacksmith.
"I'm handsome, how can I still have this effect?"
Zhao Lang touched his face and said to himself.
Of course, he himself has not been idle these few days, and is ready to practice horse riding.
Otherwise, it would be too slow to have to ride an ox and carriage every time I go out.
At this time, in a place outside Zhuangzi,
"Master, you have to be careful."
Faber said worriedly.
Riding a horse is actually a relatively dangerous thing. Not to mention ordinary people, even generals who lead troops, have accidents on horseback.
Zhao Lang did not mount the horse immediately, but said,
"Uncle Fu, what about the things I asked you to prepare?"
Uncle Fu immediately took out a bunch of odds and ends, a lot of iron bars and pieces, and asked suspiciously,
"Master, what are these?"
Zhao Lang glanced around at the people around Zhuangzi, and said with a smile,
"It's stirrups and horseshoes."