"Thank you."

The blacksmith was very excited and started to work according to the drawings on the spot. About a few days later, the people in the village gathered together. Shen Qingci originally wanted to make a few more boxes of rouge and water for Xiaodongniang to deliver it, but Xiaodong was also taken to the entrance of the village.

In fact, she is just an outsider, not from Dongling.

So she didn't know if she could really attend such a gathering, but before she could think too much, she was already pulled over by Xiaodong...

Until she arrived, she knew what was on the ground as soon as she saw what was on the ground.

She stepped forward, picked up a farm tool from the ground, "it's grown a little."

The blacksmith's eyes lit up and he quickly remembered something in his heart.

"It's a little shorter," she took it out again. Although it's different from the outside, it should be useful. Human wisdom is the same, and time will bring them more and more wisdom and surprises.

Although she didn't know much and could make mistakes, she believed that with the wisdom of the people of Dongling and the ability to reproduce and survive for dozens of generations, she would definitely use her own wisdom to slowly adjust these farm tools to the best, which is the most suitable level.

Yes, it is the farm tools. The pictures Shen Qingci drew for the blacksmith were some of the farm tools she had seen. She didn't know about the others, but they used them together.

She lived in that small village with her mother for four years, and in her first life she was ignorant.

In the second life, she had already achieved wisdom. When she saw it in her eyes, it turned into what she thought in her heart, and it turned into more and better memories than other people in this life.

And these tools are what she has in her memory. In fact, she saw and remembered them unintentionally. Unexpectedly, one day, she gave them all to the people of Dongling.

Thousands of years have passed, and the most gained by the outside world is the changes in dynasties and endless wars, but because of these, more ways to survive have been derived, and these agricultural tools are the wisdom of their over the past thousand years.

Several young men were eager to try new farm tools. When they were holding the farm tools, they turned around and smiled honestly at Shen Qingci, only to have something in their hands, but they couldn't use it.

Shen Qingci actually wanted to say that she had never planted the land.

But compared to those who have never eaten single meat or seen pigs walking, she was the one who had heard the pigs screaming, so she could only set an example and tell them how to use these. This blacksmith is really real. Can you not make it so heavy? Or is it that it was so heavy that she had never touched it?

She has seen how others use each tool, so after she half demonstrated, half commanded, and half explained, these Dongling people could learn from one example and began to use it.

Of course, when they were initially used, they were still a little uncomfortable, but when they were used in the end, they found that this was much easier than what they used before, and it was also much easier to use.

Especially the plow that Shen Qingci drew for them to pull the ground, which can be pulled by human power or cattle. The people of Dongling raised cattle, which means that the plow they used was the type of plow from a thousand years ago, which was not as easy to use as human power, so the cattle were raised in the end. As a result, the work of this Tiancheng also fell on people.

Now what Shen Qingci taught them can make them progress from the pre-Qin period a thousand years ago to the thousands of years. Especially for such a plow, one can do the work of a person for five or six days every time he walks. If he uses these tools, it can make their movements about ten times faster.

Therefore, the power of harmony lies in its instrument is not bad.

Shen Qingci taught them all what she knew, including how to thresh and grind noodles. Although she had never done it, she had seen a lot in the village. She just drew these, so the people of Dongling would naturally experiment.

They all like these, even if they fail in the end, but they may also like this process more.

Shen Qingci didn't know that what she, an outsider brought to the Dongling people, could bring about earth-shaking changes to their lives in addition to this thousand years.

And here, I don’t know how the sun and the moon change.

But she still couldn't integrate herself into this place. Dari was a good place, but what she wanted most was not here. She was born and lived in troubled times, and the wind and rain outside were what she wanted to experience.

Even if there is pain or thorns, it must be the path she wants.

Peach blossoms are flying in the distance, and fallen flowers are all over the ground.

It's just in her heart.

She put her hands on her chest

If you were here, it would be great. Forget the world, it would be another truly peaceful event.

She opened her eyes, and unconsciously a deep and shallow wound was stained with the bottom of her eyes.

Some injuries remain in her soul, life and death are immortal.

"Sister, it's time to eat."

Xiaodong outside called someone and asked Shen Qingci to go over for dinner.

"Yeah, here we come," Shen Qingci tidied up his clothes, then placed half of his spices on the table. Although it was useless to make these, it was far from giving them more tools and methods to the people of Dongling. However, these rouge powder and spice beads are also very popular among young girls here. Women love beauty, which is naturally natural.

It is also because of this that she can eat and live here without feeling ashamed of eating and living for nothing.

There are already a few vegetarian dishes on the table, as well as a pot of peach blossom tea that people like to drink the most. Dongling people have lived here for generations and are self-sufficient.

Although the meal cannot be made of big fish and meat, there is rice and noodles every meal, so you can eat and drink enough.

Shen Qingci was not too picky. She ate steamed buns and pickles all the way, and she never disliked anything, let alone such a life of vegetables, eggs, and big white rice.

She picked up some dishes in her bowl and started eating them, but as soon as the dish was put into her mouth, she frowned slightly. When she first came, the food cooked by Xiao Dongniang was also very good, but the taste was lighter every day. But today, she could no longer taste a trace of salt. She looked at the others without leaving any trace.
Chapter completed!