MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 28 custom weapons

Chapter 28 Customized Weapons

 Qin Yao came back at noon.

 She went to Xiahe Village to return the bow and arrow to the Yang family.

The bow was still in good condition, even though ten of its arrows were broken. As promised, Qin Yao gave them one-tenth of the proceeds, eight taels of silver, as the cost of renting the bow and arrows.

The two Yang brothers were shocked. They didn't expect that she would give them more than eight taels in one go.

Immediately asked curiously: "Ms. Qin, have you hunted the big guy?"

Qin Yao didn't shy away from them when he faced them, and said directly: "Yes, I killed a black bear."

 “Are you alone?” the two brothers asked in unison.

 Qin Yao nodded, "Yes."

Yang Da and Yang Er couldn't imagine what it was like.

Back then, the two brothers hunted a tiger. It was actually just luck. They happened to encounter a tiger and leopard fighting. After the leopard was beaten away by the tiger, before the tiger could recover, the two brothers fought with their lives for half their lives. It kills.

After that, there was no such luck again.

Yang Er was left with a serious psychological shadow because of this. Now, if the two brothers go into the mountains alone, they will avoid large beasts and save a lot of lives.

Qin Yao asked them if they could make him a bow.

Yang Da put aside his shock and readily agreed. Knowing that she was strong, he also asked her what she wanted.

Qin Yao's requirements are not high, "It just needs to be as easy to use as your bow. If the pulling force is doubled, it should be okay, right?"

The draw force of a bow has a lot to do with the material used in the bow body. If it is too soft, it will have no lethality, and if it is too hard, it will break. Qin Yao's requirements may not seem high, but they are actually quite high.

Yang Da thought about the materials that could be collected nearby, but still didn't dare to confirm, "I'll give it a try first."

Qin Yao nodded, she did not force it. After all, with the production level at this level, how could it be so easy to get a divine arm bow.

She gave Yang Da three hundred coppers as a deposit and asked him to do the work first. When he was ready, he asked someone to go to Liujiacun and tell her that she would pick it up when the time came.

After coming down from Yang's house, Qin Yao went to the blacksmith's house to repair the short sword and ordered a long knife and a short dagger.

Alloy materials are not easy to obtain here, and the skills of craftsmen are never spread outside the country. The blacksmith in Xiahe Village said that he had figured out the steel himself and could make a steel knife for Qin Yao, but Qin Yao did not dare to make a knife for Qin Yao. The blacksmith had too much hope.

She must have weapons anyway. Without weapons, she can't sleep.

There are indeed no zombies, mutated animals and plants here, and there are no people who want to eat people.

 But there are bandits here, and the officers and soldiers don't go to the countryside. If something happens, the people can only protect themselves.

 Before leaving, Qin Yao suddenly remembered a small thing, a slingshot.

This thing is suitable for carrying around and is not conspicuous. With her strength, in some cases, the lethality is no less than that of bullets.

 There is no such thing as a slingshot in Shengguo because there are no rubber bands here.

Qin Yao drew the slingshot frame and asked the blacksmith to make it, and also asked him to help make fifty steel **** the size of glass marbles.

 As for the rubber band, she had to find a replacement herself.

 Before returning to Liujiacun, Qin Yao also went to a brick kiln to look at it and asked about the price before returning home.

At the end of the morning, I only had twenty-five taels of silver left in my pocket.

　Including the expenses for building houses, building walls and buying furniture, we are almost back to before liberation.

As soon as Qin Yao arrived home, the four children immediately dropped the stones and mud in their hands and gathered around her.

“Have the medicine been changed?” Qin Yao asked as she entered the main room.

 Liu Jizheng was lying on the bed, feeling sad about his face. When he saw Qin Yao, his whole body became stiff unconsciously. Dalang said: "The medicine has been changed."

Qin Yao nodded and asked Liu Ji as usual: "How are you feeling? Are you feeling better? Did you have a bowel movement today? What did you eat? How much water did you drink?"

Liu Ji frowned slightly. Is this concern? right?

Seeing his father stunned, Dalang answered for him, "I drank a bowl of water, half a bowl of porridge, and peed."

Liu Ji's face turned red and he said, "Much better."

Qin Yao took action and spread a piece of herbal ointment. Sure enough, the bruises had subsided a lot. It seemed that the medicine prescribed by the village doctor was quite effective.

 At this rate, I will be able to start working in the fields in three or four days.

 After watching Liu Ji, Qin Yao went to the kitchen to make lunch.

Her cooking skills were not very good, and she didn't like the trouble of cooking, so she simply cooked a pot of rice and made six rice balls. The children ate small ones, the adults ate large ones, and she ate the extra large ones.

 Liu Ji looked at the white rice **** brought in by Dalang, and was once again shocked by the wealth of his family.

 And lunch?

“How many meals do you eat a day?” Liu Ji asked tentatively.

Dalang gnawed on a fragrant white rice ball as big as his fist and gestured with three fingers.

Liu Ji was shocked and happy at the same time. He thought that if he could have this food every day, it wouldn't be impossible for him to coax the evil woman to order some food.

Take a bite of the rice ball in your hand, um, the soft rice is so delicious!

 After lunch, Qin Yao went out again.

 Bringing the needlework cotton and three pieces of cloth I bought, I came to the Liu family's old house.

Although the wheat has been planted, there are still several acres of empty vegetable land at home. Mid-to-early November is a good time to plant broad beans and peas. Mrs. Zhang is sifting vegetable seeds in the main room, planning to plant them in a few days.

 Inside the house, the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang" could be heard from the loom. He and Qiu were seizing the time to weave cloth in the room.

The imperial court allocated a lot of land, and almost everyone in the village grew half grain and half mulberry. Both mulberry leaves and silk were produced by themselves. The two sisters were very fast and used their free time to weave two pieces and one piece of silk cloth a year. It can be sold for two taels of silver.

These four taels of silver were even more than the output of men working in the fields all year round.

 Hence, in a traditional family where men farm and women weave, the status of women is not low.

 There are five hens raised in the corner of the yard. Ms. Zhang has been raising them for more than two years. As long as they can still lay eggs, she is reluctant to kill them.

The weather is nice today, the cages are open, the hens are walking around in the yard, and the ground is covered with chicken droppings.

The men were not idle either. The four men, father and son, were scooping manure in the hut behind the house in twos and twos, and carrying a load to the field to add fertilizer to the wheat.

 Everyone has long been accustomed to this kind of environment and is doing the work at hand as usual.

However, Qin Yao suddenly stepped in and smelled the strong smell of chicken feces and was not very used to it.

Jinhua, who was squatting at the door and playing with stones, was the first to notice Qin Yao. She raised her head and called out: "Third Aunt."

Qin Yao's hands were full and she couldn't help but touch her head. She asked with a smile: "Are uncle and your mother at home?"

Jinhua nodded, not knowing what she was picking, and pointed towards the west room with her dark little hand, "Mother and uncle are weaving."

Mrs. Zhang in the main room heard the movement at the door, put down her work and stood up. She saw Qin Yao coming in with cotton and cloth, and asked doubtfully:

 “From the third family, who are you?”

 Zhang was not confident enough to think that this was done to honor her, but it was strange that it was like this.

Qin Yao first called her mother, then looked at the west room, "I'm asking my two sisters-in-law to help me make some clothes. Where's dad? I want to take advantage of these days of slack farming to rebuild the house at home."

 (End of this chapter)