Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1489 - 822: The Things This Man Possesses

At the bungalow door.

’Retro transportation tool...’ Lin Zida looked at the short, stout Dongdong, feeling quite speechless for a moment.

For some reason, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind: when the steam train’s whistle blew, the chimney spewed black smoke, carrying passengers towards a new era, while a noble driving a luxury carriage chased the train, laughing.

As a child, Lin Zida thought the nobles were pitiful, short-sighted, unaware of the fearsome advancement of technology.

However, growing up, upon careful thought, "They are nobles! What’s so pitiful about them?"

"Alright." Lin Zida stopped inviting.

He dragged his large pack of gear, slowly walking to the back of the G-class, and placed the gear into the trunk.

Exhausted, Lin Zida complained, "You’re not getting out to help me!"

Zhuang Jianhui remained seated inside the car, enjoying the warm air: "I need to conserve energy for fishing, why don’t you let Boss Yang help you?"

Lin Zida: "Today’s ice day, Boss Yang was collaborating with others, receiving tons of meal orders, his phone was almost smoking.

Saying so, he opened the car door and sat in the front passenger seat, making sure to greet Jiang Ning before leaving.

Xue Yuantong saw that they had already set off and hurried: "Jiang Ning, hurry up, or someone will catch all our fish!"

Jiang Ning calmly replied: "Haste makes waste."

Chen Siyu pulled her sister over and asked, "Jiang Ning, this tent is huge, how do we transport it?"

Jiang Ning glanced at the tent folded into a thick stack; indeed, Lin Zida’s ice fishing tent was very large, enough for a family to dine inside.

Such a large stack, even if placed on a tire for Dongdong to drag a few hundred meters away, would require considerable effort, let alone Jiang Ning planning to take Tongtong and them to the river surface. How could he walk there himself?

Thinking, Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense spread like ripples, swiftly penetrating walls, continuously extending until stopping at Dongdong’s house’s warehouse.

Quickly, Jiang Ning smiled: "I have a way."

He stepped out, with Tongtong, puzzled, quickly following him.

Jiang Ning also took Dongdong along, walked to Dongdong’s house, ordered Dongdong to open the warehouse doors, a burst of dust dispersed, revealing a pile of worn out stuff.

"Dongdong, drag that out for me." Jiang Ning directed.

Dongdong, daring not to complain, exerted his strength and pulled out a dust-covered rectangular wooden board, then moved out a pair of wheels.

Xue Yuantong saw these familiar items and blurted: "Cart!"

A cart, also known as a frame car in Huzhou, is a rural transportation tool.

The cart’s structure is very simple, a rectangular wooden board with side boards, front end has a railing, and the rear end extends two wooden sticks, allowing people to pull the cart forcefully.

Unlike a car’s four wheels, the cart has only two wheels, connected in the middle by an axle, as separate components.

The entire cart compartment is directly placed on the axle, and can be driven.

Carts not only serve as farm tools to transport grain, but can also carry luggage and people.

Years ago, when many rural mothers were about to give birth, the family man would lay quilts on the cart, pulling his wife to the hospital for delivery.

Xue Yuantong, seeing this, became instantly interested, excitedly exclaimed: "This is so fun!"

Because the cart’s axle was in the middle, it could even serve as a seesaw, something she often played with as a child.

Jiang Ning, looking at the familiar cart, was equally happy, as it was his childhood dream car, and he knew some hidden play methods.

He instructed Dongdong to take a cloth and seriously wipe the cart thoroughly; Dongdong is industrious, remember, he can handcraft slingshots and wooden swords, a rough but meticulous worker!

Under Jiang Ning’s authority, Dongdong, with a gloomy face, wiped the cart once, removing surface dust, though still somewhat worn, it was ready for use.

Dongdong dragged the cart back to Jiang Family’s door, releasing it, the cart, due to gravity, tilted and landed with one end.

Chen Siyu, seeing this strange-looking cart, felt curious: "It’s a bit like the rickshaw in ’Camel Xiangzi’, but this cart is larger and much shorter."

Bai Yuxia, observing her deskmate, found her description quite apt, the structures of both carts differed widely.

Especially when she saw the short, stout child pulling the cart with a somber face, Bai Yuxia chuckled: "Is Jiang Ning that bad?"

Xue Yuantong cheerfully said: "This is a rural cart, a product of an era, but now it’s been replaced by tractors."

With the cart ready, Jiang Ning followed Divine Sense’s guidance, visited Uncle Tang’s house, and found another pair of old wheels from his warehouse.

Xue Yuantong, upon seeing this, exclaimed joyfully: "I know how to play now!"

Jiang Ning placed two wheels connected by an axle onto the cart’s handle position, then tied them with ropes.

This way, the originally tilted body immediately leveled out, resembling a four-wheeled vehicle like a car!

Xue Yuantong busily laid out clean hard shell paper in the cart, then placed various miscellaneous luggage inside, considering that it still had to carry people, she didn’t load everything at once.

In contrast, Jiang Ning acted with more elegance, securing a small square table to the cart’s center, placing a tea stove on the table, even setting a clay kettle below.

Once everything was ready, Jiang Ning gave Dongdong two hemp ropes, formally appointing him as the mule.

He, along with Tongtong, the twins, and Bai Yuxia, boarded the cart.

Jiang Ning sat at the back end of the two-wheeled cart, serving as the head of the four-wheeled cart, his feet resting on the temporarily assembled wheel axle. Though he had a mule, he still needed to control the direction.