Through Time Chapter 64

Having sorted out the farming side of things and gotten his hands on the Zodiac weaving technique, Zhao Lang was still in a good mood.

Zhao Long had read about the Zodiac weaving technique in history books.

The requirements for raw materials are not high and the technical requirements for personnel are not very high either.

Yet it could greatly increase the speed and quantity of weaving.

It is the result of ancient weaving techniques.

Together with the curved plough, the most basic farming and weaving in the whole world could be done without much input.

It can be greatly enhanced.

This is the power of technology.

Now he needs to find a better carpenter, and if he wants to mass produce these things afterwards, he will need more hands.

A little irritating.

“Do we have to go into Xianyang once more?”

Zhao Lang frowned at the thought, now he was even a little resistant to Xianyang City.

Anyone who went there twice and suffered two nameless calamities would be a little uncomfortable.

“Let’s go see the blacksmith’s progress first, and we’ll see what happens when the plough comes out.”

When they reached the small courtyard at the far edge of the manor, the blacksmith Wang Tiezhu was clanking away with his men.

When Zhao Lang took a look, he was actually building the plough head already, this was quite fast.

“Family head, you’re here.”

Wang Tiezhu said with a naive smile.

“Well, I came over to take a look, you don’t need to mind me, keep busy with your work.”

Zhao Lang waved his hand and said.

“Okay.”

Wang Tiezhu answered and really stopped paying attention to Zhao Lang, honestly leading the men to build something.

Zhao Lang looked at Wang Tiezhu for a while, thinking about something in his mind.

Waiting for a break when the other side was ironing, he said.

“Tiezhu, I see that you are not too young and there is no one at home, so why don’t you settle down at the farm?”

“If you are in love with any of the girls on the farm, I will definitely make it happen. ”

Wang Tiezhu smiled nervously at this time and said.

“Thanks to the family head, everything is fine on the manor, I am willing to stay.”

“Only I have an older, childless master, I wonder if I can bring him over too?”

Speaking of this, Wang Tiezhu was a little good-natured, as if he felt that he was taking advantage of Zhao Lang.

So he added that

“Don’t worry, my master is too old to beat iron, but he can do good carpentry work.”

“Surely it won’t be for nothing.”

Hearing this, Zhao Lang’s eyes lit up, there was a master?

Good!

And no children?

That’s even better!

And a good carpenter?

Couldn’t be better!

He was thinking about how he was going to keep the man on the estate, having handed over the ironmaking method to the other man himself.

It was impossible for him to let him go. Luckily, he was also very sensible and stayed in the courtyard every day, not even going out of the farm.

“Tiezhu ah, I’m not saying you, how can you leave the old man alone?”

“Hurry up and receive it to the stately home.”

Zhao Lang didn’t give the other party any chance to refuse, he directly asked for the address and then sent someone to pick it up.

In this way, iron refining and curved ploughs, as well as improving the art of weaving, were all taken care of.

Zhao Long was in a good mood.

“Tiezhu, don’t worry, you will all be treated the same, and so will the old man.”

When Zhao Lang had left, Wang Tiezhu still had that simple look on his face and just muttered to himself that

“Quite wary, and trying to use people as hostages, not a good person.”

But soon afterwards, a smile appeared.

“It’s good that it’s not a good person, it won’t be so easy to die.”

“Now it’s up to Vantage to decide.”

At that moment a servant came in and brought a jug of water that

“Brother Blacksmith, take a good rest.”

Wang Tiezhu said with a smile.

“Many thanks.”

It was night.

Zhao Lang finished the drawing of the weaving machine in Zodiac’s weaving technique, stretched his back and got up to get ready to move around.

Then there was a knock at the door.

“Gongzi.”

It was Wangcai.

Upon entering the door, Wangcai spoke skillfully and

“My lord, there is nothing strange on Gongzi Gao’s side today, just taking Gongzi Hai to treat his injuries.”

“To hell with them they are training diligently, and they also seek out Mr Wang from time to time, it seems they want to win the competition with Gong Zi Gao and the others in a few days.”

Zhao Lang listened with his eyes closed and waited for Wang Cai to finish his ramblings before he returned to.

“Wangcai, ah, you still need to learn to write as soon as possible, it will be much easier to report by letter in the future.”

“Those servants on the manor who are talented, apart from watching over the manor, they should not relax their studies.”

“When the future comes, I will de-slave for all of you.”

Wang Cai said, smilingly, at this time.

“My lord, we are not as smart and progressive as they are in going to die, and think it is quite good to keep the manor.”

Zhao Lang laughed and said.

“When you guys know the size of the world later, you won’t think so.”

“By the way, is there anything unusual at the blacksmith’s side.”

Wangcai shook his head to the

“No, the blacksmith has been staying in the courtyard since he entered the manor.”

“Oh, in his courtyard, there are just two more pigeons that he teases every day to relieve his boredom.”

“Pigeons?”

Zhao Lang frowned slightly, seeming to think of something that

“That’s fine, when the blacksmith’s master comes over, he should be well placed and not be neglected.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Wang Cai closed the door and left, and Zhao Lang was left alone in the room.

Zhao Lang opened a piece of cloth and silk, on which some names were written.

These were the original young servants of the manor, the real family sons, whose lives Zhao Lang could decide at a whim.

At the top of the list, there were two words in block letters:

Spider’s Web.

Only, today the web is still weak and just enough to give him information on the shoji.

A night without words.

Time rushed by.

All was going according to plan and the blacksmith’s master arrived at the croft.

An ordinary old man, nothing peculiar about him.

But he was an extremely good carpenter.

He likes to go around the village and look at Zhao Lang and giggle.

At one point, Zhao Lang wondered if there was something special about himself that made the old man like him easily.

His two teachers were like this now, Old Man Tian was like this, and so was this master blacksmith.

“I’m handsome, and I actually have this effect?”

Zhao Lang touched his face and muttered to himself.

Of course he hadn’t been idle himself in the past few days, preparing to practice riding horses properly.

Otherwise, it would still be too slow if he had to take an oxen and horse cart every time he went out.

At this moment, a place outside the manor house

“My lord, you have to be more careful.”

Uncle Fu said worriedly.

Riding a horse was actually a rather dangerous thing, not to mention ordinary people, even the great generals who led soldiers had had accidents on horseback.

Zhao Lang did not immediately mount his horse, but said that

“Uncle Fu, where are the things I asked you to prepare?”

Uncle Fu immediately took out a pile of odds and ends, quite a few bars and pieces of iron, and asked, puzzled

“My lord, what are all these?”

Zhao Lang took a glance around, all of whom were from the Zhuangzi, and smiled, saying

“It’s stirrups and horseshoes.”