Huguang County is a neighboring county to Wanghai County. To the east, there are also mostly mountains and forests.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang set out at dawn and drove their carriage to Zuojiazhuang, Huguang County. The sun had already set in the west.

"It's disrespectful to visit people in the afternoon. Let's find a farmhouse to stay first, and then visit the owner of Zuo Village tomorrow morning." Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Luo Fengtang naturally had no objection.

Most of the farmers in this era were relatively simple.

Soon, the two people settled at a farmhouse at the entrance of Zuojiazhuang.

This farm family is an old couple.

With their hair turning gray and their backs hunched over, their son, daughter-in-law, and their grandchildren rented a small shop in Huguang County to sell breakfast.

Come back once a quarter to give the old couple some money and clothes.

The old couple cultivated a few vegetable gardens at home and raised a few chickens and ducks.

As we couldn't work on a few acres of land, we rented it out.

Yang Ruoqing gave the two elders five hundred coins as food and lodging for these two days.

The old couple was so happy that they cooked multi-grain rice and scrambled eggs at night, and took out the salted fish left over from the New Year to entertain her and Luo Fengtang.

After dinner, the four of them sat under the soybean oil lamp and chatted.

Yang Ruoqing took advantage of the situation and inquired about the situation of the owner of Zuojiazhuang.

Regarding the existence of Master Zuo, she heard about it from the mouth of Bald Man.

Before coming, she imagined that the owner of Zuo Village would be able to scare Rich Man Li and become a powerful enemy to restrain Rich Man Li.

Then, the master of Zuo Zhuang must also be a tyrant in Zhuangzi.

Just like Mr. Li, he is a man who runs rampant and becomes a pale person when mentioned by the villagers in Zhuangzi.

However, when the old man talked about Master Zuo, his weathered face was filled with a proud smile.

"Speaking of our Master Zuo, he is really a good man..."

The old man's chat box was opened.

"Our Zuojiazhuang relies on the owner of Zuojiazhuang so that the people in our village can eat!"

"The master of Zuozhuang is kind and capable. He will help our village build roads, bridges and houses."

"Help us make a ladder for a plowshare truck."

"Whenever a son marries a wife, he always asks Master Zuo to help him make tables, chairs and furniture."

"With the same wood saw, the furniture made by Mr. Zuo is so beautiful..."

One by one, the old man told him about the deeds of Zuo Zhuangzhu like beans.

The old woman next to me couldn't help but add a few words.

"Zuo Zhuangzhu's family has a great business. Most of the fields in our area belong to his family."

"His tenants and long-term workers are well treated."

"There are still many industries in the county, but the owner of Zuo Village has never been too generous and is kind to our villagers."

"Look, the crutch in my hand was given to me by Master Zuo after I fell down last time..."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

I bet Mr. Zuo and Mr. Li are taking completely different paths to be close to the people!

Seeing the old woman extending the crutch in front of her, Yang Ruoqing took it and looked at it for a few times.

What the hell.

This kind of crutch is not the monotonous shape of a faucet stick used by old women in this era.

Under the crutch, there are three forked pillars.

The pillar is inlaid with an oval wooden board.

The board can be folded.

When folded, it becomes an ordinary cane.

The wooden board and three pillars are opened to reveal a compact bench.

Convenient and lightweight, can be carried anywhere.

Yang Ruoqing has seen this kind of crutch in modern times.

In ancient times, this was the first time.

This Zuo Zhuangzhu is a bit interesting.

After talking to the old couple for a while, they went to rest.

The next day, Yang Ruoqing got up early and helped the old woman make breakfast.

At the dinner table, she told the old couple that she came here and wanted to visit the owner of Zuo Village.

The old man said: "The master Zuo's house is at the southern end of the village, but I'm afraid he won't be home during the day these few days."

"Where is that?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

The old man said: "Our area has been short of water for spring plowing in previous years. The owner of Zuo Village has been thinking about field irrigation."

"I should have been busy in the fields behind the village these past few days."

After breakfast, under the leadership of the old man, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang went straight to the fields behind Zuojiazhuang.

This place is also surrounded by mountains on three sides.

On the way to find the owner of Zuo Village, Yang Ruoqing saw many unique small bridges and rivers.

Plowshares and other agricultural tools used by farmers in their fields.

Are these all the work of Master Zuo?

This farm owner seems to have a lot of knowledge about agricultural production tools.

"Miss Yang, Brother Luo, they're just ahead!"

The old man leading the way stopped and pointed to the two of them not far ahead.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked over there.

Among the green mountains and green waters, there are patches of farmland similar to the shape of a bagua.

There is a small river beside the field with gurgling water.

At first glance, a wooden windmill that looks like a Ferris wheel stands in the middle of the river.

The windmill has a wooden frame, but the disc is made of rattan.

With the help of the power of water flow, it slowly rotates.

There are many bamboo tubes tied to the rattan.

The bamboo tube is filled with water from the river, and slowly rises amidst the crunching sound of the windmill.

Then when it reaches the top of the windmill turntable, the water in the bamboo tube will flow out due to the action of gravity.

It fell into a water tank made of split bamboo on the side.

The water tank is connected to other circulation channels. In this way, the river water is continuously drawn up from the river, and then slowly flows into the fields and ditches, nourishing the crops...

What an exquisite design!

Yang Ruoqing secretly squinted her eyes and turned her gaze to the men beside the windmill.

On the shore next to the waterwheel, two men carrying buckets of water stood.

One was about the same age as Lao Yangtou, with gray hair.

The middle-aged man next to him was the old man's son at first glance. The two men were almost carved out of the same mold.

Judging from their happy faces, they must be the owners of the field next to them.

Seeing that there was water in the field, both father and son looked excited and happy.

He kept saying thank you to the other man standing in the river.

Her eyes fell on the man in the river.

He looked very young, probably in his early twenties.

The clothes he wore were very simple, and his trousers reached to his knees.

Standing in the gurgling river, he raised a young and handsome face, his eyes following the rotating windmill wheels.

He also held a carpentry tool in his hand, tapping it from time to time.

The look of full concentration gives people a sense of professionalism.

"The one in the water is the Zuo Village Master, right?"

Yang Ruoqing asked the old man leading the way.

The old man nodded proudly: "Yes, that's our Zuo Zhuang!"
Chapter completed!