Traveling through time with a house, I teach people all over the country how to farm

Chapter 115 Agricultural Books

After Sun Zhuangtou and the others left, Zheng Sisi asked Dongzhi to arrange accommodation for the people who came to deliver the farm tools.

Only after finishing the work can I have time to sit down and rest.

She said to the Third Prince, "Let's arrange to go back the day after tomorrow. The pig farm will start construction tomorrow, and I need to go on site to provide guidance on something.

I was planning to visit the other two villages, but I have to find time for that.”

The Third Prince: "Don't be too impatient. Let them wait for anything."

Zheng Sisi joked, "I'm not as capable as you. Others need to look at your face."

The Third Prince: "Actually, you can do it too."

Zheng Sisi ignored him and ran to the kitchen again.

I saw everyone was processing the wild vegetables they had dug in an orderly manner. Some of them had been eaten before, so it was fine to leave them for Aunt Liu and the others to cook.

She didn't get involved anymore and just provided them with a bag of dried chilies.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms, and the village, which was bustling during the day, became quiet.

After Zheng Sisi returned to her room, she asked for bath water and let the maids go to rest.

She sprinkled water around the bathtub as a camouflage, and when there was no sound in the yard, she entered the space. She had been too busy these days to have time to come in.

Thinking of the wild vegetables and wild fruit trees on the hillside, she remembered the grapes and peaches in space.

She went to the kitchen and opened the large four-door refrigerator. She filled the fresh-keeping section with several kinds of fruits that were difficult to preserve, including peaches, grapes, strawberries, and two boxes of durian.

Durian is expensive and smelly, but Zheng Sisi just loves to eat it.

She took a box, opened the box, and found only two pieces of durian inside. She took the box directly to the living room.

"Awooo!" He took a bite. "It smells so good! But it's been put in the refrigerator, so it's a little too cold to eat now."

After eating the durian flesh, there are still two durian cores left. I don’t know if these can be used as seeds or whether they can be cultivated here.

Well, let’s talk about everything after we get back home.

After putting away the two durian seeds, I went to the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth, washed my hair and blow-dried it, then did some skin care, put on a facial mask and went to the study.

She remembered that her grandfather had a set of agricultural books, which contained several volumes, and which recorded threshers and windmills. If she could find them, she could just make rubbings of them, without having to draw the blueprints herself.

Zheng Sisi searched for a long time before she finished searching a cabinet. Her grandfather was a real talent. He had put all the books she had studied and her notebooks in it.

When I look back at the diaries I wrote in the past, the immature handwriting and naive ideas seem funny to me now.

I changed to another cabinet and continued looking. Fortunately, my hard work paid off and I finally found the set of agricultural books in the third cabinet.

Zheng Sisi tore off her facial mask, sat down at the desk with a few books in her arms, and first flipped through the catalog. After a dozen subheadings, she found the one introducing farm tools and turned to the corresponding page.

After flipping through two pages, I found a picture and description of the thresher. It was very detailed, and there were several assembly diagrams.

I don't know how many brain cells I have to die drawing such a complicated picture.

I can't use this book myself, and I don't know if the book will recover itself if I tear off this page.

Zheng Si thought about giving it a try, so he found a utility knife from the drawer and cut off the page with the picture, and the whole picture happened to be on one page.

I wonder if I can fool the Third Prince if I give this to him.

She searched two pages further and found the Valley Windmill. She cut out the entire sheet of paper using the same method.

I also flipped through the back and found a lot of tools, even an oil press. If I need them in the future, I can look for them again.

After putting the book back to its original place, Zheng Sisi looked up at the time on the wall clock. Unexpectedly, it was already past ten o'clock.

Zheng Sisi put away the two pages of paper and went out to sleep. If it was too late, she was afraid that she would not be able to get up to exercise the next morning.