Since we are already a county, we must have considerable political treatment. The official wives not only brought official uniforms, but also rewarded gold, silver and jewelry. In short, it is very rich. Although we are considered rich now, the dazzling things in front of me still make me, a person who lacks concentration, feel a little nervous.

"Yu'er, I'm very tired, remember not to show my wealth." Lying on the Xiaoyao chair, holding a pearl necklace the size of a broad bean in my hand. The saltwater pearls are really incomparable. The luster is not enough. I pulled Yu'er to see in the sun. The colorful luster is indeed a royal treasure.

"I know, I've said it dozens of times. When did Guangcheng become so verbose?"

Yu'er grabbed a handful of agate and other things, picked three of them and handed them to the three girls: "Take it, you have to work harder to serve the Lord's lord in the future."

Everyone was very happy. Not only me, but also Dayong, Sangouzi, Uncle Li and the others drank all night, and the smell of wine was full of wine.

"Just two oaths, really." Dayong swears to the sky, afraid that I would blame them. What's the matter? Since everyone is happy, getting drunk is not a big deal. Moreover, everything has been on track recently, so everyone doesn't need to keep an eye on it so tightly.

"Haha, it's not everyone's fault, what are you afraid of?"

"Don't worry, Master, the matter in the village cannot be mistaken. Even if you get drunk, you can arrange it."

Uncle Li probably hasn't woken up yet, and he is still talking alcohol. Now he is the butler of the county government, and his identity has been improved to a higher level. The so-called prime minister's disciple is also a seventh-rank official. The butler of our county can also be a Gongcao or something, right? No matter what, as long as you don't bully others, you will be allowed to Uncle Li. It's an old man. You have to give in when you should give in, and your face is right!

"It's all gone, what should I do. Dayong followed me to Nanshan. Uncle Li remembers that the Guo family will make a reconciliation. Sangouzi, if you have nothing to do, check it out to see if there is any way to get some horses."

After the assignment, he led the second girl from Dayong to Nanshan to inspect with a ox cart. Uncle Gui didn't know that someone had come to the capital, nor did he know what the old man looked like after hearing this, so he probably looked full of tears.

Master Zhou of the ox cart cooperated with Carpenter Zhao to upgrade again. Master Zhou actually made a bearing. Although it was still very rough, the balls inside were not very accurate. The strength was still to be tested, but at least it was made. It seems that Master Zhou was gradually able to keep up with my pace. It is good. Carpenter Zhao also needs to mention more paper. I need paper. Every time I go to the toilet, I miss the soft toilet paper in later generations. Although I use linen cloth now, I always feel uncomfortable and will be troublesome when I get eaten.

It’s not that I specifically pursue inventions, but mainly because time is tight. I will go back to Chang'an at the end of the year. I can’t bring back these fields and fields. Moreover, I’m not sure what the situation is in Chang'an. Taking advantage of the great opportunity in front of me, I can find ways to get more new things, so as not to get something that I can’t take if I go back to Chang'an.

I feel itchy. I really have enough stay in this ghost place. I face the mountains, forests and fields every day. Apart from being in the dark with Yu'er in the house, there is really no entertainment. Whether Chang'an is as singing and dancing as written in history books still needs to be verified.

Uncle Gui didn't cry, but was stunned and motionless, which made me very worried. Fortunately, after only a cup of tea, Uncle Gui finally came to his senses, held my hand, and kept praising me, such as Wenqu Star descending to earth, wise and magical martial arts, in short, all the praises that can be found are used on me. Fortunately, we have been tested and received all these random praises. Except for the slightly hot cheeks, everything else is fine. It seems that our iron magic skills have also been perfect. Should we start practicing the Sunflower Book next?

The survival rate of tea trees is very high. The entire southern hillside is full of dense tea trees, which looks like a tea farm in later generations. I would like to remind Meng Gang that you must remember to prune branches and leaves and do not let these tea trees grow taller.

"Don't worry, the merchants are all serving them carefully, and there will be a good harvest next year."

Meng Gang bowed his hand. Since I learned that I was a county, Meng Gang seemed a little restrained. After all, he was a descendant of the South Vietnamese and felt humble to the pillars of the Supreme Kingdom of the Celestial Kingdom. It was not his fault. I also felt that I was a little powerful and tall at this moment. Of course, Meng Gang is now a householder of the Ning family, so there is no need to make the relationship so clearly.

"Haha, Meng Gang, don't be so nervous. Just like before, don't take it to heart if you don't have any lords."

Meng Gang nodded repeatedly, but he was still timid for a while. This feeling still takes time to digest. We don’t have to worry, and it won’t be like this after I leave.

Everything was in good condition in the mine. Uncle Gui was doing well, but hesitated a little. Who would really leave to manage the mine? Meng Gang, obviously, it was not okay. Uncle Gui was not as steady as he was. Hey, things were really troublesome.

As of now, the problem of coal transportation is in front of us. Nanshan is about 100 miles away from Laozhuangzi, and the ox carts are only two round trips a day. Now the Ning family's ox carts have a total of twenty taels of ox carts, but the honeycomb coal workshop sometimes breaks. The main problem is that the vehicle loading capacity is insufficient. The scalpers pulling the carts still have strength. Although it is a bit slower, the ox carts are inherently insufficient, the box is thin, and the beam is not thick enough. It is time to think about it and redesign it.

Back at Zhuangzi, I took Master Zhou and Carpenter Zhao to study this matter. My opinion is to use H-shaped beams. I remember that cars in later generations are all such beams. Of course, I have no idea when using them on ox carts. At least it is an experiment. The principle is the same.

Master Zhou frowned deeply, while Carpenter Zhao was hitting the small hammer on the desk. In short, he felt like designing an atomic bomb. Besides, I had only a slight understanding of what torque and what kind of thing I was confused about, and I couldn't explain it carefully to both of you. Fortunately, both of you were both human beings and could be regarded as Chu Qiao among handicraftsmen. He could clearly know where to apply force and where to strengthen it. He did not specify when to make it. The rice should be eaten bite by bite, and then it would be done slowly.

Yu'er is not idle either. Her appetite has been rising recently. She can eat anything and can eat everything. In my opinion, Yu'er's current situation can be said to be growing well. There is no way. She has been in the fields these days, and using idioms is related to crops.

"Mr., touch me, I started moving this afternoon." Yu'er took my hand and pressed it on her slightly bulging belly.

It's only March, why did you move? It's not that? Touching and looking at it, it doesn't feel anything. It seems that the woman feels something wrong with the organ. Regardless of her, it is said that pregnant women are like this, and they are nothing. Besides, why do you say that the one in her belly is a son, what if it's a daughter?

"Madam, how did you know that the one in your belly must be a son, and could it be a daughter?"

B-ultrasound, I need B-ultrasound, what's wrong with Yu'er's words aroused my expectations for the gender of this child. To be honest, I like my daughter, not to tell me about it. I do like my daughter. Think about how good it would be to have a well-behaved daughter around you at any time, but my son is different. He yells at all times, or rolls on the ground, dirty all day long, and his face is full of snot. It's uncomfortable to think about it. It's better for my daughter.

"It must be my son. I dreamed of being a son last night. Hehe." Yu'er looked expectant, but she wouldn't irritate her anymore. People say that dreams are the opposite of reality, so I guess they must be a daughter.

Yu'er gently stroked her belly, not knowing what she was muttering. She thought she was whispering to her son, and she didn't know if she would mention me, her father, hehe.
Chapter completed!