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    Chapter 93 Mankind needs to make great progress

    Yun Chuan carried a basket on his back and searched for the best growing crops in the fields. After cutting off the tassels with a dagger, he put them into the basket.

    This year's wheat, millet, millet, and sorghum are growing significantly better than last year, and the ears of grain are also bigger.

    He casually grabbed a mature ear of wheat, crushed it in his hands, blew off the husk, and counted, there were sixteen grains.

    Confirmed that he did not lose a grain of wheat, and counted again, it was indeed sixteen grains of wheat.

    Yun Chuan sighed slightly, he was originally from a farming family, so he still knew how many grains of wheat should be in one ear of wheat.

    The median should be between thirty-four and thirty-seven kernels, and the number of high-yielding wheat should be between forty-two and forty-seven.

    At present, there are only sixteen ears of high-quality wheat in his hand

    Although, if labor costs are not included, farming should have fifteen times the profit.

    Logically speaking, with such a profit, Yunchuan should be very happy, but the wheat in the fields here is very sparse.

    Yazi came to Yunchuan with a basket on his back, seeing the patriarch standing in this mature wheat field and sighing, he couldn't understand. The wheat is ripe and ready to be harvested, so he should be happy. I don't know why the patriarch is sad.

    Seeing Yazi staring at him blankly, Yun Chuan immediately put on a smiling face and said, "Boy, how are you practicing your billiards recently?"

    Yazi immediately unloaded the pannier, took out his own woolen rope and shook it away, put a stone the size of an egg on the leather bag, and was about to strike at a bird perched on a branch of a peach tree, Yun Chuan hurriedly stopped him, pointing  The big crow squatting on the willow tree waiting to eat peaches said: "Hit it."

    Yazi, who was wearing a bronze mask, gave Yunchuan a smiling face, and slowly swung his woolen rope. As the woolen rope turned faster and faster, Yazi suddenly let go of a rope, and the stone in the leather pocket slammed  It flew out quickly, over a distance of 30 meters, and accurately hit the ghostly crow.

    The crow was sent flying.

    Yazi ran over quickly and brought the huge crow to show Yunchuan.

    This stone hit really accurately and well, it just hit the crow's head, and the stone has completely smashed the crow's head.

    "Very good, keep practicing, and strive to throw bigger stones more accurately and farther, so that you will become very powerful."

    Yazi opened his mouth and smiled, and threw the crow into the basket with his backhand. It seemed that this guy roasted it when he was about to go back.

    "Crows eat carrion, don't eat its meat, throw it away."

    Yazi was a little bit reluctant, Yun Chuan took out the crow from his pannier and threw it to the little wolf who was doing nothing on the ridge.

    The little wolf immediately grabbed the crow and ran down the river bank, jumped onto the city wall that was as high as a man, and then threw the dead crow into the river.

    For the little wolf, crows are not on his diet at all.

    "I have eaten a lot of crows before." Yazi was a little reconciled, he thought the crow meat was okay.

    Yun Chuan tapped Yazi on the head and said: "Eating this will make you sick, so don't eat it again.

    Hurry up and cut off the qualified ears of wheat in this field, so that they can harvest.  "

    Yazi agreed, and continued to look for the ears of barley.

    The little murloc's feet were not suitable for this job, but Yun Chuan still called him to pick plump ears of barley.

    Other murlocs can ignore these crops. Since the little murloc is going to be the patriarch in the future, he must know these farming matters.

    It is impossible for murlocs to stay in the water all the time, and their food cannot always be fish. They still need to eat some food crops more or less.

    Busy until noon, Yun Chuan took seven or eight people to search the farmland. Immediately, a large group of people entered the farmland to cut the ears of wheat with their own knives.

    After the ears of wheat are cut off, the straw must be cut off again. Wheat straw is really a good thing at this time. In winter, everyone still needs to use it to make beds.

    The peaches on the peach tree are still green and about the size of an egg. In a little over a month, these peaches will mature.

    Like wheat, this year's peaches are growing better than last year, but there are not as many peaches on the peach tree as last year, mainly because Yunchuan is desperately trying to grow the fruit. He wants the best-looking big peaches.  I know how many years the peaches on the old peach tree must be like this.

    As for the peaches on the surrounding small peach trees, the number is even less, this is because Yunchuan cut off too many branches last winter, this spring,What is a car, we can make a better one.  "

    Hearing what the patriarch said, Abu immediately let out a long breath and said: "The carts made by Xuanyuan should be very useful. Sometimes I often think that if there are many such carts to carry stones and bricks, there will be no need for people to carry them."  , the speed of building the city wall will be much faster in the future.¡±

    Holding a teacup, Yun Chuan walked slowly among the parts. After reading it, his face was full of disdain. The car made by Xuanyuan cannot be used to transport bricks and stones at all. If it is forced to transport, falling apart is the only end of this cart.  .

    The reason why he spent a lot of money to replace this scooter at the beginning was just to encourage Xuanyuan to create more and make more new things.

    After all, in many legends, Xuanyuan is an inventor madman. If even Xuanyuan is making ingenious tricks, in the future, when someone invents something again, no one will call it a crazy trick.
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