Chapter 243

"Bang when" a, Mu Yunsheng pain tears almost fell down!

Zhao Mian was startled and quickly helped Mu Yunsheng to sit down: "sister Yunsheng, why are you so careless..."

Mu Yunsheng felt his forehead, which was red after being hit, and he felt like crying without tears. Although she has been in this world for a long time, she still has no subconscious adaptation in some places.

For example, when she came to the capital, she had already taken a carriage and knew how bumpy it was. However, after a period of stable life, she gradually forgot that it was not the same concept as modern cars.

For example, she is used to the smoothness of cars. When it comes to cars, she can never think of bumps. What she thinks of is smoothness and comfort.

However, the ancient carriages were all made of iron coated with wooden wheels, running on the bluestone board, bumping, as if to shake out the human viscera!

Mu Yunsheng was so easy to grasp the armrest beside him, and managed to keep his figure steady. He finally got used to the turbulence of the carriage.

"This carriage is really bumpy Fortunately, I didn't eat, otherwise I would have vomited all my food if I went on bumping like this. " Zhao Mian whispered.

Although she was used to the carriage, she didn't like the bumpiness of it very much.

Mu Yunsheng nodded in agreement. That's right. She had only heard the words "hard work, bumpy road" before, and never had any personal experience.

Now, she has a deep understanding of these words.

When the coachman outside heard what they were saying inside, he was quite dissatisfied and said in a loud voice, "some of my guests don't know. The carriage of our company is already the best one in the whole capital!"

"If you don't believe me, you can go and find out if our carriage is the best?"

Mu Yunsheng secretly Tucao, make complaints about this kind of goods carriage is the best.

She suddenly began to miss the modern rubber car wheels.

It's smooth and comfortable, much better than this carriage.

Lifting the curtain and looking out at the busy street, Mu Yunsheng looks at the passing carriages and listens to the clattering sound of the wheels. She suddenly thinks that if she could make rubber in ancient times

I'm sure I'll get rich

At the thought of that scene, the divergent thinking in Mu Yunsheng's mind could not stop. In the end, it was the cruel reality. How could she make rubber?

Before that, she was not specialized in chemical engineering. She was confused about the composition of rubber and how to refine and use it. How could she make rubber? Moreover, even if she was not specialized in that aspect, she probably knew that there were no trees in China and Asia that could refine rubber.

"Sister Yunsheng, what are you thinking?"

Zhao Mian raised his little hand and waved it in front of her eyes. Mu Yunsheng's eyes were distracted and didn't notice her action at all. It was the other party's words that brought her divergent thinking back to reality.

"It's nothing. It's just a sudden thought of something..."

Mu Yunsheng was listless, and his words were full of soft energy.

Zhao jinmianlu worried, carefully looked at Mu Yunsheng, see her so wilting, worried asked: "are you thinking about your brother?"

Mu Yunsheng's face became stiff. If no one mentioned this sensitive issue, she could pretend to forget it. However, when the other party mentioned it, it really hit her heart. She couldn't even squeeze out a forced smile, so she could only turn her eyes to the street outside the carriage.

The car fell into silence, as if the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

"Don't worry too much. Your brother will be lucky. He has his own way." Zhao Jin also don't know how to comfort her, can only dry say this kind of stereotyped comfort words.

Mu Yunsheng forced his eyes to be sour and astringent, pretending to be relaxed: "I also believe that my brother will be lucky and have his own natural appearance."

The carriage bumped, and after about an hour, it finally arrived at the south gate.

The carriage stopped slowly and passed slowly in a line of carriages out of the city.

There are many cars out of the city. Most of the carriages are decorated with luxury. Mu Yunsheng saw the carriage behind him. The four corners of the carriage cover are engraved with Kirin. Kirin is resplendent. At a glance, he knew it was made of gold.

The glittering appearance almost made Mu Yunsheng's eyes blink.

The soldiers who guarded the city didn't dare to inspect the luxurious carriage. They basically lifted the curtain and let it go at a glance.

When they arrived at Mu Yunsheng's carriage, Mu Yunsheng saw from the curtain blown by the wind that the driver had given the soldier a few coppers, and then the soldier was released.

Zhao Jin and his family have been familiar with these things for a long time. Mu Yunsheng looked at these scenes and didn't know what to say.

At the end of the field, the carriage stopped. The coachman, holding the reins tightly, jumped down from the carriage, went to the side of the carriage curtain and opened it. "Guests, the place you are going to is here."Mu Yunsheng and others get out of the car, and Zhao Jin pays the money. The coachman is overjoyed, and his smile is full of the flavor of market life.

As they walked, they enjoyed the scenery of the field.

It's just after the autumn harvest. There are many children in the field carrying a pocket to pick up rice.

When harvesting, it's hard to avoid falling a lot of millet between the heaven and the earth. The children are laughing and scolding while playing. When they see the rice, they bend down and pick it up again. In the sun, the wind blows and birds chirp. From a distance, it's really a pleasant idyllic landscape.

When the tenant farmers in Zhuangzi heard that their new owners had arrived today, they had been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time. When they saw people, an old man led them to come forward.

"Big boss..."

When the tenant farmers came to say hello to Mu Yunsheng and his party, it was hard to avoid one or two points of flattery in their words and behaviors.

Zhao Jin simply nodded in response to their greetings.

"What's the crop like in the field this year?"

Zhao Jing asked as he walked.

"This year's crop is fairly good, there is no disaster."

The old man at the head answered seriously.

"How much grain can this mu of land yield?"

"This..."

The old man hesitated and finally gave a more normal number.

Although Mu Yunsheng didn't have much hope for the grain yield of this era, he didn't expect that the grain yield of this time could be compared with those of modern hybrid rice.

However, after the grain yield per mu in this era was so low, Mu Yunsheng inevitably lost a little.

Mu Yunsheng listened to them talk about some other things. At last, the old man asked the most concerned question: "I don't know what percentage of rent the owner is going to take..."