Chapter 213 Humming
At the Xiangping Iron Shop, Lv Songli explained his purpose and handed the blueprint in his hand to the young Tiezhan.
Seeing that it was a new thing, the young blacksmith was unsure and had to ask his father who was resting in the backyard to come out.
His father was also an old blacksmith. He looked at the blueprint given by Lv Songli, pondered for a moment, and said to Lv Songli, "This thing requires a lot of iron. The labor cost plus the iron used is a total of eight taels of silver. Do you want to make it?"
"Yes." Lv Songli didn't even blink, "How long will it take to make it?"
Wu Ren hesitated to speak, he thought he could bargain.
"This is a new thing, it will take about three days to make it." The old blacksmith thought this should be made clear.
Lv Songli asked, "We will pay more, and you can do it faster, okay?" If it was three days, they would have to turn the ground with their bare hands for three days, which was too tiring and unnecessary.
The old blacksmith didn't say anything.
The young blacksmith shook his head, "It won't be quick. I'm the only one in the shop now. My father is old and doesn't do ironwork anymore." Besides, he has other work to do.
"Ten taels." Lu Songli raised the price lightly.
At this time, the old blacksmith glanced at his son.
The young blacksmith gritted his teeth and said, "I'll try to finish it for you in two days." It's okay if he puts the other orders aside, right?
"Fifteen taels."
The young blacksmith, "Come and get it in a day!" At worst, he won't sleep!
"Twenty taels."
The young blacksmith was entangled. He wanted to say that he couldn't do it. He really couldn't do it, and he couldn't do it even if he paid more.
The old blacksmith on the side took over and said, "Come and get it in the evening."
"Dad, no." The son couldn't do it, even if his hand was broken. The young Tiezhan was about to cry.
The old blacksmith kicked him, "Silly, dad will help you!"
As the saying goes, if you don't make money, you're a bastard!
"Call your uncle Wang, the old carpenter, and try to finish it in one afternoon." If Wang worked for an afternoon and was given two taels of silver, he would probably come happily. The key is that the work is not difficult.
"Add another five taels, and let me use fine iron." Lu Songli made another request.
"Okay." The old blacksmith was very straightforward. You have money, you have the final say.
At Lu Songli's suggestion, Lu Mingzhi obediently went to pay a deposit of ten taels.
After leaving the blacksmith shop, Lu Songli looked at Wu Ren, "Wu Ren, have you learned it?"
Lu Mingzhi: What did you learn? Spend money? He can do this too.
Wu Ren was thoughtful.
"Some things that are time-sensitive, you have to spend money when you need to."
"Money makes the world go round. In the business world, there is no problem that money can't solve. If there is, it must be because there is not enough money."
Lu Songli gave him a hint.
Wu Ren is smart and eager to learn. He is humble and quick to learn. In short, he is good in everything, except that his background limits his vision and he is sometimes petty.
In fact, the upper limit of today's example is still too low. If it is a big deal, he will definitely be able to expand his horizons.
Lu Songli thought, wait for the opportunity. But today's example gave him an inspiration, which is not bad.
In the evening, Lu Songli successfully got the curved plow. She nodded to them and left.
The young blacksmith and the old blacksmith were obviously tired. After handing the things to Lu Songli, they sat on the chair and were too lazy to talk.
Lu Mingzhi and Wu Ren sent Lu Songli back in a carriage.
When they were almost there, Lu Mingzhi said reluctantly, "Second sister, we will be back to Chang'an soon."
They have been frantically buying land and property in the past two days. Each person bought ten to thirty or fifty acres of land on the same piece of land. After finishing these things, they will go back.
Thinking of going back to Chang'an, Lv Mingzhi was happy and reluctant.
Lv Songli waved her hand, "Then go back, don't miss me too much."
Lv Mingzhi choked, forget it, the good sentimental atmosphere was completely destroyed by his second sister.
Lv Songli knew that it would not be long before they moved to Xiangping. It would take at most four months to go back and forth, so she could not feel sad.
Wu Ren jumped off the carriage first and asked the soldier on duty, "Excuse me, is Lin Zhonglin here?"
The soldier on duty did not say yes or no, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, I just went to the street and ate a good braised pork trotter, so I brought some to him. If he is not here, can you pass it to him?" While Wu Ren was talking, he took out an oil paper bag from the carriage. If you are closer, you can smell the aroma of braised meat.
"Wait."
Lv Songli did not get off the carriage, and let Wu Ren deal with it.
Soon, Lin Zhong came over, and a hearty laugh was heard.
Wu Ren came forward and exchanged a few words with him.
Lin Zhong glanced at their carriage, then waved his hand, and their carriage was allowed to pass.
Lv Mingzhi and Wu Ren sent her to the door of her house, and then turned back, without going in to bother her again.
At this time, it was almost dark, and the Qin family had just returned from the fields.
When Qin Sheng got home, he found that she had not returned yet, and was a little worried. He was walking out, intending to go out to find her.
Seeing her struggling to carry the curved plow towards home, he hurried forward to take it.
In the yard, Qin Zhao saw him holding a strange-looking thing in his hand and asked, "What is this?"
Lv Songli explained, "A plowing tool. With it, we don't have to be so tired when turning the soil."
"Let me try." Qin Zhao was eager to try.
They turned the soil all day today and were exhausted. Not only did they have blisters on their hands, but they felt that their waists were a little unable to straighten up. Only then did he realize that tilling the soil was not an easy job.
The best one is Xiaoliu, who can turn over six or seven mu of land a day, followed by the second brother, who can also turn over five or six mu of land. He and the eldest brother are almost there, turning over four or five mu of land a day.
It's just a little tiring. They started working before the sun stopped and worked until dark. Some of them worked an hour longer than other prisoners. But there was nothing they could do, all for the women at home.
The military settlement originally stipulated that a male prisoner could turn over three mu of land a day, which was the limit of exploitation. Many men could only barely complete it. They were already very good at this. Not only did they complete their own tasks, but they also took over the tasks of the women.
Qin Zhao tossed around for a while and felt that he didn't know what to do, so he brought it to Lu Songli, "It's quite sharp, but it's not easy to use."
Lu Songli was drinking the water Qin Sheng poured for her. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Third brother, this is not how to use it. You will know tomorrow."
At night, when they returned to the house and went to sleep, Qin Sheng hummed and moaned, and it was hard for Lu Songli not to notice.
"What's wrong with you?"
"My hands hurt—" Qin Sheng thought for a moment, and then added, "My waist hurts—"
In fact, he didn't hurt anywhere. He was just imitating his third brother. He had heard him complain several times in the evening.
Lu Songli asked him, "Then let me give you a massage?" Her massage technique was pretty good.
I heard that he had done the most turning over the soil today. If the amount of exercise exceeded the standard, his arms might swell and ache. Just press it and push away the accumulated lactic acid.
"Okay!" Qin Sheng was so happy that he jumped up and quickly stripped himself down to only a pair of shorts, and then lay down again.
The flying clothes were like his high spirits...
Lu Songli raised an eyebrow. His movements were so quick that he didn't look like his muscles were sore and swollen. Forget it, he worked so hard, so just treat it as a reward for him.