Chapter 1135 Tyrant's Little Moon 46
Wen Ling turned his head, just to see Qi Hanjiang's head resting on his shoulders, and the other party's slightly blank gaze.
At this moment, Qi Hanjiang has put his hand around her waist very naturally, and the two of them are tightly attached to each other. Qi Hanjiang may still be a little thoughtful.
This is normal, everyone is still young.
Wen Ling smiled, the little ginseng gets serious, and it won’t be messy.
Moreover, this is still in vain, Wen Ling didn't want to get the title of a demon concubine without showing his achievements.
So, in broad daylight, let's control it.
"This farm tool is a bit like the one I used to plant seeds before, but it's cumbersome, but what is written in this book should be an improved version. Seeing that it should be quite labor-saving, we can ask the Ministry of Industry to study it. Let's see if we can improve it a bit." Wen Ling said as he wrote and drew on the paper beside the table.
I carefully drew the farm tools that the author did not draw in detail, and then revised and revised it back and forth, drawing a piece of paper black.
Qi Hanjiang didn’t see anything, he was watching...
Wen Ling's hand.
Tender and white hands, the palms were a bit thick in the past, but now they are very tender after being raised for so long.
White and tender, when these hands are hooked on my neck at night, when they are on my back...
I can’t think about it. When I think about it, Qi Hanjiang wants to swallow again.
Especially last night, these soft and boneless little hands were heavily pinched on his waist, Qi Hanjiang excited...
Originally, he just hugged Wen Ling imaginarily, because he thought of what happened last night, Qi Hanjiang gave him a hard hug.
It was a successful meal for Wen Ling, and at the same time he drew a long line on his hand.
The original piece of paper has been scrapped, Wen Ling is explaining and painting, and after the modification, this brush is not like a skin eraser to use.
So, Wen Ling can only draw another one.
It happened to be ruined by this pen at this moment.
Pulled out a new piece of paper, Wen Ling began to draw.
Because of the explanation just now, although Qi Hanjiang heard the mist, he is an emperor after all, and his mind is also fast.
I didn't know before, but Wen Ling explained it just now, and the author's explanation, plus two pictures, he probably also knows what kind of tool it is.
"We can try to improve it. Whether my idea can work or not, we still need to see if the Ministry of Engineering can change it, or whether it can be implemented after the change, and if it doesn’t work, what should we do? Such improvement can make this more labor-saving. After all, farming cattle is very expensive now, and in more places, when it comes to spring ploughing, cattle are not enough." Wen Ling explained carefully.
The planter drawn again is much clearer.
Qi Hanjiang didn't quite understand, but there was probably a vague outline in his mind. After thinking about it carefully, a three-dimensional picture slowly appeared in his mind, and he probably knew it in his mind.
"My Lingling." Qi Hanjiang is not stupid, he naturally knows why Wen Ling is fighting like this now.
The inferiority complex that others can't see is hidden in the bones of the little female official.
She hides well, and he didn't notice it at first.
After watching Wen Ling fight for seeds and agriculture, Qi Hanjiang changed his mind and understood Wen Ling's worries and worries.
Actually, he wanted to say, don’t be afraid of little female officials, he is the only one in everything.
But Qi Hanjiang also knew that Wen Ling still wanted to stand high in the future, so she needed extra points to be more confident.
(End of this chapter)