It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 312

When Jiang Yan led the three people from the Hao family back to the village, the villagers were already used to it.

After learning that they wanted to order a wind-grain cart and a thresher and that this trip was to confirm the authenticity of the items, Jiang Wanggui actively took on the job, took them to the public storage area in Dongshan Village, and then demonstrated it enthusiastically.

"This won't work." Jiang Yan waited until Jiang Wanggui finished trying out the windmill cart and was ready to start using the thresher, then he quickly pulled the man behind him.

When the pedal of the thresher is stepped on, the roller inside will rotate rapidly with the bamboo comb. Even if it is idling, it is still dangerous. It is not suitable for him, a little kid, so it is safer for her to do it.

Manager Hao stood aside and watched for a while. After trying it himself, he asked Carpenter Wan to try it. After confirming that it was basically consistent with what Jiang Yan described, he asked the painter to draw the appearance and prepare to send it back to the mansion.

While waiting, Manager Hao brought Carpenter Wan, and Jiang Wang brought Jiang Yan. The two sides discussed the details of the transaction in detail. Finally, they planned to buy out the thresher drawings (iron tooth version) with ten taels of silver, and buy Jiang Shun and Jiang Qi's craftsmanship in making these two farm tools with three taels of silver.

However, the money will only be pocketed after the thresher passes the final test successfully.

The next morning, Manager Hao, who had obtained permission, urged his servants to carry a basket of unharvested wheat straw from the woodshed of the farm outside the city and deliver it to Dongshan Village as soon as possible.

Also traveling with him was a blacksmith employed by the mansion.

They had agreed yesterday to complete the final test in Dongshan Village. Carpenter Ren Wan's reward for disassembling and assembling the windmill and threshing machine was the iron comb provided by the Hao family—the unused portion.

The blacksmith lit a charcoal stove in Dongshan Village, heated the iron block he brought to a red heat, and then swung his hammer and hammered it.

After a long moment of deliberation, Master Hao submitted his invitation to the Fu family. The farm tools Hao San had found were fine for his own use, and he could also sell a few in his shop later, but giving them as gifts… he wasn't sure.

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When Fu Jian strode out of the hospital gate, his smiling face suddenly dimmed.

After walking for a while, he asked his personal bodyguard Fu Ding, "I'm such a narrow-minded, intolerant old-fashioned person... I've only been bringing her home for a year, and I'm already urging her to marry off."

After more than ten years, Fu Ding's understanding of the person in front of him can be said to be deep-rooted. Although it sounds like he is mocking himself now, his back teeth are already gritted.

When he was broad-minded, he was particularly generous; when he was narrow-minded, he was particularly calculating. Fu Ding muttered inwardly while replying, "Master, you are tolerant, and it has nothing to do with being old-fashioned."

After thinking for a moment, he corrected himself and said, "The girl was sent back by Zhou Li from General Song's side. The master forgot to send someone to pick her up."

Fu Jian looked at Fu Ding for a few breaths, then flicked his sleeves and ran away quickly.

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In the main hall of the front yard, Mr. Hao, who had already drunk half a cup of tea, finally waited for the late arrival of Fu Jian, the head of the Fu family.

Fu Jian picked up his teacup and sat down. "Master Hao, what a rare guest! What brings you here?"

Mr. Hao smiled and said, "I happened to find a very interesting blueprint. After a closer look, I find it is indeed useful for farming. I heard that my nephew's daughter is getting married at the end of the month. I wonder if it would be useful to send me a box of it to add to your collection."

"What drawings?" When Fu Jian heard the word "sending a wedding", his mood, which had just recovered, became a little uneasy again, and he couldn't help revealing a little bit of his solemnity while speaking.

Mr. Hao took out the blueprint from his arms and handed it over. After Fu Jian read it, he said nothing and asked someone to go outside and call Fu Jia in.

Mr. Hao felt very uneasy.

A moment later, Fu Jia entered the room, took the blueprint, glanced at it, and asked, "Master Hao, could you tell me who created this blueprint?"

Mr. Hao was puzzled: "The person the housekeeper was looking for didn't tell me his name or where he came from."

Fu Jian chuckled, "I could have guessed that without you telling me. I didn't expect you to be so dedicated to me."

Mr. Hao:???