The boy looked at the other three large water trucks and then the small water trucks. He also felt that the water truck was really useless here, but he also had an idea: "This water truck is useless in your village. However, you can move to other villages without water trucks. This good farm tool cannot be dismantled like this, which is a pity."

"It's all your business." Chen Yue became popular, "Which village are you from? Do you want to come to our village to steal water truck?"

"Nonsense, swear words." Another companion of the boy was angry and pulled the boy out and prepared to leave.

The boy had a good temper and did not get angry. He just said, "Brother, please don't slander me. I just don't want such a good tool to lose its use. I don't think that the Wang family members are also short of water. If they can remove this water truck, they can relieve the suffering of many Wang family members' lack of water."

"This water truck is basically useless." Seeing that the other party is reasonable and polite, Chen Yue walked to the water truck without saying anything because of his anger, took the bamboo strips on the road and pointed at it, "This water truck is a pole made of bamboo. After a long period of wind and sun exposure, the inside and outside are almost rotten and may break down at any time."

The boy also came to the riverside, looked carefully for a while and said, "It makes sense. I also saw that this thing is indeed rotting, and the sound is louder than that of a big water truck." Then he nodded and said, "Just recently, this water truck should be unbearable."

As soon as the words were finished, the sound of the waterwheel turning gradually became louder and stronger. The two young men and Chen Miao were curiously approaching each other to observe.

"Run quickly, it's going to fall." Chen Yue didn't know where the water truck was going, but for safety, he pushed the two of the young men forward first, and then pulled his younger brother to run.

Soon after, the water truck collapsed, and the hemp rope tied to the big rock could not be stopped by the force, but the water truck did not fall to the river, but fell into the river and flowed along the river.

"I'm X, the crow's mouth." Chen Yueguan was shocked and even used the national scolding. Fortunately, the voice was not loud, and everyone didn't care about him, but stared at the water truck.

Seeing the waterwheel leaving and disappeared, the young man asked Chen Yue with regret: "Brother, are you from the Chen family? Can you recommend Mr. Chen Ming for us?"

Mr. Chen Ming? Chen Yue thought for a long time before he realized that it was the eldest son of the patriarch who led a team to build the water truck in Huangjia Village.

"Haha~" Chen Yue smiled bitterly at this time, "I didn't expect that Chen Ming's water truck was all spread to your Wangjia Village. Are you trying to find him to repair water trucks for your village? You can't find him, you have to find a certain family leader, he can't make the decision."

The young man tidied up his robe slightly and said with respect: "I heard that Chen Ming and Chen Fei have been studying water trucks for ten years, and this year they have gained a little. However, I don't think this is a little gain. Three water trucks have solved the irrigation of thousands of acres of land in Chenjia Village. This is a great talent and a great virtue."

After a bitter smile, Chen Yue was expressionless and pointed to the direction of the village and said, "I will take you there, maybe they won't see you. Just go in this direction. Ask other tribesmen on the way, and they will lead you."

After saying that, Chen Yue ignored the two of them and took Chen Miao to drag the only wood that was still standing in the water and take it home as firewood.

Seeing this, his companion with the young man suddenly ran to the two of them and shouted sternly: "Don't move."

"What are you doing?" Chen Yue was puzzled.

The young companion looked at the big rocks on the river, pointed to the wood standing in the water and said, "This is the first water wheel place built by Mr. Chen Ming. These things have witnessed the birth of the first water wheel. They should not be destroyed, but should be preserved. It is best to erect a monument and engrave the deeds so that future generations can admire them."

Chen Yue was stunned, wanting to say something but unable to say it.

Chen Miao didn't understand much. He stepped forward and wanted to push away the young man's companion. Without pushing, he cried and said, "This is the water truck built by my brother. Now the water truck is gone. We just took the wood home as firewood, and we didn't do anything. Why, you all want to bully us?"

Chen Yue pulled Chen Miao back, but he didn't want to argue. In this situation, with his ability, it seemed even less important. The matter spread so quickly and widely, and it would be impossible to achieve without the county magistrate's inspiration. At this time, the overthrow and even the county magistrate offended the county magistrate, which would be even more terrifying. The actual effect of the county magistrate of the family was more terrifying than the literal meaning.

"Sorry, my brother is a little young and ignorant." Chen Yue said in a hoarse voice, "I just don't move these things in a certain family. You can go and find the patriarch."

After saying that, he took Chen Miao to the wheat field.

In early May, the wheat is about to be harvested. Looking at the wheat seedlings growing well, Chen Yue's bad mood just now was wiped out. People in the tribe said that this year's wheat growth is the best recently. The grains are full, take one of them casually, pinch it gently, the white slurry rolls out, sticking out his tongue to compensate, and it has a special wheat fragrance in the slight sweetness.

However, because it is sowing, the density is too high, the ears of many wheat seedlings are obviously very short. When counting, there are twelve or three more wheat seedlings, which are fewer than one ear, and there are still about ten grains. The outer edges are slightly better, with twenty grains and fifteen or sixteen grains.

The two brothers each took a handful of bamboo sticks, found the wheat ears that were long and full, and inserted them into a root and marked them. They have been doing this for two days.

"Brother, brother." Chen Miao shouted happily, "There is a very long here."

Chen Yue ran over and saw that the wheat ears were very long. When he got close to counting, there were nearly thirty grains. Chen Yue looked at the wheat ears, as if he had seen his first love. He was also careful when marking them. In order to prevent the wheat from falling, he used three bamboo sticks to fix the wheat pole.

After looking at the fact that there were no better wheat around, he directed Chen Miao to pull out the other wheat around the wheat. Of course, it was not emptying, but to pull the seedlings at intervals, leaving enough space for it to grow. Leaving other wheats can avoid strong winds. It is a single branch and cannot support it.

"Brother, why did you pull out the wheat seedlings?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! A voice suddenly appeared, and the two brothers stood up and looked back. It turned out that the boy was standing behind them.

After the young man left, he knew about their expressions and language that the two brothers must have a story on the water wheel. After meeting a member of the Chen family, the young man returned here on the excuse of wanting to look at the water wheel again.

"If you don't go to the patriarch, why are you here to do?" Chen Yue said angrily.

"Oh. Brother Wang is going to find your patriarch. I'm just curious, so I want to come and have a look." After the young man said that, he pointed to the wheat seedlings on the ground and asked, "Brother, the harvest will definitely be reduced by about 40%.

"I am a farmer, you are a scholar. If you do farmer affairs, don't worry about it." Chen Yue felt that this person was too bored.

"Brother..."

Chen Yue interrupted, "You call me another word, brother, do you believe it or not, someone grabs the mud and blocks your mouth? Wen said wrinkly, just don't show that you and me have a clear class status. Since the class is different, don't talk to someone."

"Hehe." The young man blushed embarrassedly, "You are a funny person. Some have just entered school recently and are a little show-off. But some are also civilians, neither official nor official."

The boy generously picked up the wheat pole on the place, put it on the field farm, then sat on it, holding a bunch of wheat ears in his hand and pinching it to play with it, and his mouth kept: "I'm Liu Bingyi, what's your name?"

"Chen Yue, this is a younger brother Chen Miao." He put his posture so low, and he couldn't talk.

"We know each other now, can we talk about it?" Liu Bingyi also put the pinched wheat paste in his mouth and sucked it in a vague way.

Chen Yue, who was pulling out the wheat, suddenly stopped.

He didn't care when the other party signed up just now, but when the name passed in his mind for the second time, some content didn't feel like it appeared in his mind.

When he was in college, he watched a TV series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", in which the protagonist was Liu Bingyi, the grandson of Liu Ju, the prince of Emperor Wu of Han. He was born in prison due to witchcraft and was later made emperor with the help of Huo Guang. While sitting in the cafeteria while eating, he also asked his senior brother from the Literature Academy next to him if there was Liu Bingyi, and he received a positive answer.

The senior brother also said that Liu Bingye created a wife who is rich and powerful, and never forgets the poor and humble, and the senior brother of science and engineering left quietly when he complained that the first and second daughters had made a mistake.

Later one year, when the gauze unearthed from the tomb of Hanhai Hunhou was hotly hyped online, he searched for relevant information. The first Marquis of Haihun Liu He served as the emperor for 27 days. He was listed more than 1,000 licentious incidents and then deposed by Huo Guang. Then Huo Guang re-established Liu Bingyi as the emperor.

"But the royal surname Liu?" Chen Yue dared not recognize it randomly. There were too many people with the same surname and name in this era.

"Yes." Liu Bingyi nodded, as if he had remembered something sad again, and whispered: "However, since he was born, he was demoted to a civilian. Now he is only temporarily adopted by the Yeting Court. He still doesn't know what to do."

"It's not like we still have to dig food in the field." Chen Yue said casually, "Ling Zun, is Lingtang good?"

Liu Bingyi said sadly: "I have passed away long ago. I was raised by my great-grandmother and uncle. I returned to Chang'an the same year before."

This is the right one. Chen Yue thought to himself that this is a super thigh and he must be held.

"Sadness." Chen Yue said sorry, and then talked about why he pulled out the wheat. He couldn't ask too much now, otherwise it would make people feel that you have something to do and make people feel alienated from you.

Holding your thighs is a technical job. You can't just be a lackey based on your well-behaved words. Even if you gain power in the future, the chances of being killed are quite high. Even if Liu Bingyi becomes the emperor, you may not be able to save you. After all, Huo Guang was the leader in the past few years.

Those who are capable, even if they are lucky enough to be close, others will look up to you. Especially those who are capable in farming, everyone is struggling on the line of food and clothing, so they should not kill any farming master casually.
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