Infrastructure: I Raise Little Ones in Great Qin

As a handicraft blogger, Chu Yuening originally thought she would live a plain and ordinary life. Unexpectedly, a moment of kindness caused her to transmigrate to the Great Qin Dynasty over two tho...

Chapter 302: If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening!

Inside the Qinian Palace.

There was an exquisite red clay stove on the coffee table with a teapot on it, which seemed to be cooking something.

“Gulp gulp—”

As the charcoal fire continued to burn, the temperature of the kettle reached its peak and the liquid inside made a boiling sound.

Water vapor rises through the gap, and the strong driving force makes the lid of the pot buzz.

"What did you find out?"

Chu Yuening sat on the sofa holding her daughter, and asked with a smile to the young man who was sitting upright.

"ah?"

Lu Qi was confused and full of question marks.

What do you see?

Following the woman's gaze, he looked at the things on the coffee table, his tone a little uncertain.

"...teapot and stove?"

"Clouds~"

Ying Luan also came to join in the fun. She pointed at the curling clouds and shouted excitedly.

Among all the people present, Ying Jue was the only one who looked serious. He frowned, thought deeply for a few moments, and then answered seriously.

"Water vapor?"

Chu Yuening held down the struggling little person in her arms, a mysterious smile appearing at the corner of her lips.

"It's water vapor, to be exact."

"Water vapor..."

After hearing the explanation, Lu Qi's mind came to his senses. He then stared at the steam rising from the kettle and muttered to himself.

It is obviously an extremely common thing, why did Her Majesty mention it specifically?

He stared straight at the vibrating lid of the pot. A ray of inspiration flashed through his mind, but it seemed to be separated by a layer of mist and he could never catch it.

However, Lu Qi was not a pedantic person who would work in isolation, so he immediately asked for advice humbly.

"My lady, I wonder what the secret is?"

Hearing the boy's anxious question, Chu Yuening's tone remained calm and gentle, guiding him step by step.

"You see, when the tea boils, it produces steam, which surges out of the sealed container and vibrates the lid."

"If the teapot is more airtight and the temperature is higher, will the lid vibrate more violently?"

Lu Qi lowered his head in thought, pondering these two sentences carefully, his thoughts racing in his mind at an extremely fast speed.

Gradually, it seemed as if something was about to come out.

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Chu Yuening's smile deepened and she added the last handful of firewood.

"If this power is connected to a spinning machine, would it eliminate the need for human labor to turn the spinning wheel?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly, brighter than the stars in the sky.

"I see!!"

He stood up suddenly, paced back and forth in the hall excitedly, muttering to himself.

"By burning coal, water boils, generating steam, which is then converted into the force that drives the mechanism..."

"If we could develop a special 'teapot' with links and a transmission device, we wouldn't have to rely on humans to do the work."

In an instant, all the clues were connected together to form a perfect blueprint.

In front of him, an unknown door slowly opened, revealing a magnificent, vast, brilliant and splendid new world.

Lu Qi's chest was pounding with excitement, his face flushed with excitement, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Excellent! Excellent!"

"It's not much different from mechanical engineering... No! This is a completely new path..."

"Hahahaha, if I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening!"

The young man laughed loudly towards the sky, his face full of fanaticism, talking to himself, looking like a madman.

Seeing this, the palace servants all looked at him strangely.

However, Chu Yuening not only did not reprimand him, but instead admired him very much.

How many people can glimpse the truth with just a few words?

Such people are all extremely talented and brilliant monsters.

A devastating storm often begins with the flutter of a butterfly's wings.

After expressing his excitement, Lurchi couldn't wait to pick up his feet and go back to study this great invention.

The palace maid noticed his inappropriate behavior, her face changed, and she wanted to step forward to stop him.

Chu Yuening waved her hand, not caring much.

She opened the drawer under the coffee table, took out a stack of information and handed it to the boy.

"Mr. Lu, please stay."

"I give you this information, hoping it will be of some inspiration to you."

Lu Qi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously took the paper book.

When his eyes fixed on the first page of the steam engine drawing, his eyes suddenly lit up with surprise.

He held the paper book tightly in his arms as if it were a treasure, and did not forget to thank the woman gratefully.

"Thank you, my lady!"

After a while, the young man's hurried back gradually walked away.

The only sounds left in the palace were the boiling teapot and the babyish complaints of children.

"Ah, no matter how noisy you are, be good~"

Ying Luan crawled out from her mother's sweet and soft arms, holding her face with her two chubby little hands, blinking her big eyes to look cute.

Chu Yuening was amused and burst out laughing, and at the same time she understood the hidden meaning of her words.

Such a small kid yet he holds a grudge.

Some time ago, when she was discussing important matters with a female official, her daughter insisted on clamoring for her to hold her, and she said a few words with a serious face.

I didn't expect she still remembered it.

Sure enough, she not only looks like her father, but also has a vengeful nature.

She kissed the little guy's face helplessly, coaxing him softly, with a doting smile between her eyebrows.

"Okay, okay, our little Luan'er is the best."

"Yeah, I'm your sweet baby~"

The mother and daughter were playing affectionately, but Ying Jue, who was standing by, had no intention of competing for favor.

He tugged at his mother's sleeve, raised his little face, and made a serious request.

"Mother, I want to study with the teacher."

As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Chu Yuening's face disappeared instantly.

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