It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 311

Manager Hao felt that Jiang Yan was a girl who didn't know how to read other people's faces, and she was lucky to have met someone as easy to talk to as him.

Jiang Yan was also secretly complaining that Manager Hao had been promoted to manager but even his facial expressions were ambiguous. How did they train him? If possible, they should really hire Miss Fu at a high price to give him more practical training.

However, Jiang Yan also became anxious. After all, if Manager Hao, who was so easy to talk to, was removed, would she be able to continue selling the mountain products?

Jiang Yan didn't dare to gamble.

In order to save Manager Hao and save this precarious customer-client relationship, Jiang Yan quickly came up with a remedy.

"You mean, you have a new blueprint in your hand, and only one step left before the actual product?" Manager Hao, who is well versed in the art of procrastination, has no hope for this remedy.

How could they give away something Jiang Yan and the others hadn't even made? Plus, a crude blueprint that wasn't entirely feasible, and it wasn't from a master...

Manager Hao knew just from thinking about it that his masters would be furious.

"It just needs the final trial and adjustments." Jiang Yan said a little embarrassedly, "We don't have any wheat straw in our village yet."

It would still be at least two months before the wheat in the fields matured, and there was no way last year's wheat would still be here. All we could do was wait for the finishing touch.

Having said that, Manager Hao was a little shaken.

He thought for a moment and then said to Jiang Yan, "You wait here. I'll ask for leave from the government office and personally go to your village to verify it. We must not be fooled and make any mistakes again."

"Okay." Jiang Yan readily agreed, and also made a request, "It would be best if you could bring the carpenter from the mansion with you."

Although Jiang Yan was not completely satisfied with the newly-built thresher in the village, he had full confidence in it.

Even she, a half-baked one, could make a thresher model. Although it was not durable, at least she made it.

Because she didn't have the money to make an iron comb, Jiang Yan initially used a flexible bamboo strip, bent it, and finally fixed it on a roller made of wooden strips. She then found some wild grass with flowers and tried to push it in...

Along with the flowers and plants, bamboo branches were also torn apart. The branches were pulled out by friction and then rebounded and flew back, almost injuring Jiang Wanggui and others who were watching nearby.

Fresh bamboo strips are too elastic, so Jiang Yan, after being reminded, roasted them over fire and steamed them with water. Although the heat and timing were not well controlled, the food could not last too long, but at least it could last a little longer.

After Jiang Shun and Jiang Qi returned, Jiang Yan once again entrusted them with the important task.

Steaming - bending and fixing - cooling, the two elders took time out from their busy farm work to make a large thresher. The sturdiness of the tooth comb and the smoothness of the appearance are so much better than Jiang Yan's.

If only the Hao Mansion had a blacksmith… Oh no! Jiang Yan shuddered at her own thought. It's good that Rongcheng County remains the only dominant power. We must not let anyone mess around with it.

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It was almost noon when Jiang Yan rushed to Dongshan Village with Manager Hao, Carpenter Wan from the Hao Mansion, and a painter from the Hao Mansion.

"I haven't been out of the city for a long time." Manager Hao sighed. Although the food, clothing and accommodation in the mansion were good, it would still be boring day after day.

Although he was scolded by Mr. Hao for not doing his job well before he came out, it was not a big problem. Now he was in the mood to look at the scenery along the way.

As the dirt road became narrower, it gradually narrowed from a width that allowed four carriages to pass side by side to a width that allowed only one carriage to pass.

On one side of the road were barren farmlands, on the other side were newly grown trees with tender leaves. There were few pedestrians on the road...

Manager Hao spoke up again: "Your village is really tolerant. They let a girl like you run around."

Jiang Yan quickly pulled out a short stick from behind his back and stood in a defensive position: "What's wrong?"