The Frontier Lord Begins with Zero Subjects: Volume 2 [Parts 1 to 4] by Fuurou

Author:Fuurou
Language: eng
Format: epub

The Next Day, to the South of Iluk

The next day, after breakfast, I went out with Grandma Chiruchi and Grandma Tara, as well as the baars—who wanted to tag along and watch—and we all headed a little ways south of the village to start making our field.

“First up, young Dias,” said Grandma Chiruchi, standing off to the side, “make sure you’ve got a good, strong grip on the handles. Then you’re going to push to drive the blade into the earth. If the ground is tough, then you can step on the back of the blade to push it in further.”

I did exactly as I was told. I took the tool, which I wanted to call a bent and useless hoe, and I drove it into the ground.

“That’s my boy. Very good. Make sure you give it enough power so the blade is in nice and deep. If you hit something in the soil, don’t panic. All you have to do is pull from the handle to get the blade back out. Now, once you’re ready, just tell the white ghee to start walking. They’re clearly used to this kind of work, so they’ll do most of the heavy lifting for you.”

“Uh, okay,” I said. “All right then, get to walking!”

I told the white ghee to get started, just like Grandma Chirushi told me, then it let out a long, deep “moo,” and slowly started trudging on forwards. It was attached to the plow by leather straps, and as it moved the plow cleanly dug up the earth at my feet.

The plow was basically two wheels attached to a wooden frame, with a kind of hoe-shaped blade at the front of it. Grandma Chirushi had talked me through how to use it, and boy was it proving effective.

The white ghee pulled the plow along, and the earth was turned up as we moved, and because all the grass on the surface was buried back into the ground, we didn’t need to do any grass cutting prep either. According to Grandma Chiruchi, if you watered the fields or spread fertilizer while you were plowing, the plow blade would mix all that into the soil for you.

I went up and down two or three times like that, sometimes tinkering with the depth of the plow’s blade, until Grandma Chiruchi told me it looked good. And let me tell you, it was so much faster than working with a simple hoe. I couldn’t believe how handy the plow was.

“Come on, come on now, nice and straight,” uttered Grandma Tara.

I looked over to the old woman, who was using our other plow and white ghee. Even someone as frail as Grandma Tara could work the equipment without a problem. Yep, it sure was a heck of a tool, that plow.

Given our work rate, it looked to me like our field would be done just a little before noon. I figured we might even be able to spread the seeds we had before the day was up.

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