Chapter 110: The 110th Day of Wanting to Die

But luckily they didn't need Yin Zhuo to teach them step by step, otherwise Yin Zhuo would really be vomiting blood.

Because he is also a half-baked person, he can only say that he has seen pigs run, but he really doesn't know how to raise pigs.

The master craftsman went to communicate with the blacksmith.

The Royal Blacksmiths have been extremely busy lately. If things continue like this, they will really have to hire more people.

Because of his limited personal workload, he was unable to complete the requirements of the emperor or other princes within the specified time.

Now this modified bicycle requires a lot of iron, so expansion is a must.

Yin Zhuo has also thought about it. Now he is just making a mold, and he will divide it into assembly lines later.

Yinzhi followed Xiaoliu forward. Kangxi saw them and extended his hand to them: "How is it?"

Yin Zhuo shook his head. "Not really. I think wooden bicycles are not good. First, they have limited load-bearing capacity, and second, they cannot be repaired after being worn out. So I discussed with them and changed the bracket and wheels to steel."

[How should I talk about steel? Wait, according to archaeological records, steel appeared in the Han Dynasty, right? After more than a thousand years of development, there should be some leaders. ]

Kangxi pondered for a moment. After the iron smelting technology was issued, the output of iron did increase a lot. Although there was pig iron, a lot of it became steel.

According to Xiaoliu, steel has the widest range of uses.

Yes, pig iron is too brittle.

"I will ask someone to contact him. It seems that I can't ride my bike back to the palace today. I still want to enjoy myself."

He had always taken care of Xiaoliu before, and now that he thought the car would be more comfortable, he let Xiaoliu take care of him.

It seems that it has been soaked in hot water. It takes time to sculpt and forge steel.

Yin Zhuo: “? Enjoy what?”

Kangxi glanced at him and said, "You, you haven't been filial to me yet."

There was no way, Kangxi admitted that he was an old father who lacked love and needed attention.

【The Emperor who is lacking love during menopause is really scary. 】

Yinzhi didn't dare to move at all and decided not to join the battlefield.

When did the Emperor lack love?!

It's obvious that these children lack love.

Yinzhi didn't know what to say. When he heard Xiaoliu say that the emperor lacked love, he was speechless for a moment.

Given the emperor's arrogant and aggressive temper, does he need love?

The cabbage field is yellow, Yinzhi is a little pitiful~

No one loves me~

Yinzhi shook his head to get this ridiculous tune out of his mind.

The Emperor's love was too heavy, so he refused it. To be honest, Yinzhi was really afraid of Kangxi. He was always afraid that he would not do well and be reprimanded, so he became more and more restrained.

Yin Zhuo went over and held Kangxi's arm, then pulled Yinzhi's arm and asked him to go to the other side of the emperor's father: "The emperor is tired of standing, let's support him."

Yinzhi obediently started to touch the embroidery on the emperor's arm, and he even felt itchy.

This was the first time he was so close to the Emperor.

Yinzhi looked down at Kangxi and found that Xiaoliu was right, the emperor was old.

Just as Yinzhi was sighing, Kangxi looked helpless.

What are these two people doing?

The eunuch in charge took the opportunity to flatter the emperor: "The Third and Sixth Princes are really filial. The Emperor taught them well."

Kangxi suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to curl up.

"Hmph, don't talk about them. If they continue to exaggerate, I'll go to hell."

Kangxi didn't pull his hand out after he finished speaking. He nodded at Xiaoliu and said, "Don't you want to make some stationery?"

Yin Zhuo just remembered this, and then he looked down at the several types of rubber, and finally picked out one that was more similar to rubber in texture.

After trying it, I found that the natural one can already erase the marks left by the pencil.

Kangxi also found it magical after seeing it.

“The word just disappeared?”

Yin Zhuo: "Of course, this is called an eraser, and it's used to erase pencils."

[Nowadays, there are things that can erase ink marks. Unfortunately, I can't make them now, but having an eraser is already very good. Now there is also a kind of stationery pen that can make the font disappear as long as it is heated. I have seen many tragic incidents on short videos where elementary school students used this pen and the traces of their homework disappeared completely. ]

Kangxi never thought that a pen could be used in so many ways.

But doesn’t anyone use brushes nowadays?

Soon, Xiaoliu gave him the answer.

【Nowadays, anyone who can write good calligraphy can become a calligrapher. Wang Xizhi is one of them. There are also cursive script, running script, regular script, Liu style, Yan style. If the emperor and his family suddenly went to the modern era, they might be able to make money by live-streaming calligraphy. The price of a good calligraphy is not low. I envy them. It's a pity that I can't write calligraphy well.】

When Kangxi heard the last sentence, he silently agreed. Xiaoliu was quite self-aware and knew that his handwriting was not good.

Is that bad?

That's like being fucked by a chicken.

Yinzhi suddenly had some stars, and his handwriting was not bad.

It’s a pity that they can’t get through.

And how do they write for others to see?

That future becomes more and more mysterious.

Kangxi played with the eraser for a while, and after returning it, he put his arm into Xiaoliu's hand. Looking from behind, those who didn't know would have thought that he was kidnapped by his two sons.

Kangxi, however, enjoyed it very much.

He likes people to praise their good father-son relationship.

Kangxi stayed here for the whole afternoon. Yin Zhuo gave him some hints from time to time. The steward's wrists were sore from writing down the key points.

After everyone left, the manager felt his scalp tingling as he looked at the long line of items that could be made.

This is a big project.

But he also knows the important points.

Now rubber and its derivatives are definitely new things controlled by the royal family.

By then, there will be no worries about sales.

And it can replace so many things.

What Yin Zhuo didn't know was that the industrial revolution triggered by the improved textile machine would open up a new path for him with rubber.

As long as productivity increases, there will definitely be surplus, and capital will naturally be generated.

In today's social civilization, men farm and women weave. It depends on who can seize this opportunity.

But we are just beginning and there is still several decades to go.

On the way back to the palace, Yin Zhuo leaned on Kangxi's shoulder and told him about his exam plan.

Yinzhi, who was standing by, couldn't help but feel sorry for his younger brothers just by listening.

Finally, I found a way for Xiaoliu to kill time.

Not to mention, he had also attended Xiaoliu's class, and the Xiaoliu on the podium was completely different from the current Xiaoliu.

He is strict and serious on the podium, but a little naughty in private.

But he felt overwhelmed when he heard about biological cells and the like.

And it's ridiculous, he is just a person, there are not so many things that he can't see.

But on the other hand, he felt that what Xiaoliu said was true.

Because Xiaoliu explained in detail why cowpox is better than human pox in preventing smallpox?

At that time, he realized that cowpox was not as simple as Xiaoliu said. It took a long time to study it.

And there are some viruses in places they can't see.

What he was most curious about was the weather.

The Chin Astronomical Observatory predicts the weather by observing celestial phenomena, while Xiaoliu explains how the weather is formed from another smaller perspective.

The diameter of those particles and so on.

Anyway, it sounds very mysterious.

Today, Xiaoliu opened his eyes again.

He is already looking forward to what the new bike will look like.

Kangxi kept nodding as Xiaoliu spoke, occasionally echoing: "The princess of the Qing Dynasty and Batulu are not that weak. No matter how difficult it is, I believe they can get full marks."

He almost understood Xiaoliu's diagram of the human body after listening to Xiaoliu's explanation once, and those points of knowledge are still imprinted in his mind. He didn't believe that his children could have made mistakes when Xiaoliu explained it so carefully and slowly in the Shangshufang.

"Give me the list of those who did poorly on the test."

Kangxi wanted to ask them what they had learned in class.

Yin Zhuo felt that he had more conscience than the Emperor.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the car froze.

Yinzhi's face turned green with rage. He was very glad that he had left the Shangshufang, but the pressure of being questioned by the Emperor and having his grades checked was still there.

It's just horrible.

Yin Zhuo felt that this was wrong: "My dear Emperor, you can't do this."

[I feel sorry for my sisters and brothers. This is the disadvantage of having a curl king. Who can compare with Kangxi curls? I explained a little to him at first, but I stayed up all night to understand what he said.]

Kangxi thought this was a oolong. He didn't stay awake because of this, but because he was angry with the Japanese gang.

This is simply too much.

"Father Emperor, you want to play the role of a loving father. How about this? I will play the good guy and you will play the bad guy."

[If this continues, the Emperor will really lack love. I am the old father, and I am worried about Kangxi. ]

Yinzhi tried hard to hold back his laughter. As expected, he was not wrong about Xiaoliu. Xiaoliu was extremely courageous.

He had the audacity to think such outrageous words, and the Emperor heard them.

Now it depends on how the emperor reacts.

How could Kangxi react? He could only reach out and pull Xiaoliu's mouth. If he continued to tolerate this, he was really afraid that one day Xiaoliu would not be able to control his mouth.

Yin Zhuo covered his face and looked towards Yinzhi.

Yinzhi, who had always wanted to be an invisible man, now showed up. Yinzhi felt bad, and sure enough, Kangxi's face became even darker.

The Emperor wouldn't have forgotten that he was there too.

Kangxi indeed forgot.

After getting off the car, Kangxi gave Yinzhi a warning look. Yinzhi rarely made a lively move and closed his mouth with his hand.

Kangxi snorted coldly and left.

He has no lack of love at all.

Yinzhi was so jealous that the emperor was too partial.

I don't know what the father and son in front were talking about, they were huddled together and mumbling.

Yinzhi shamelessly moved closer, he also wanted to listen.

Yinreng held a notebook in his hand, which recorded the business situation of foreigners.

After seeing the numbers above, he was terrified.

The above amounts are already staggeringly large.

Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise by the time the news of Fushou spread, all the money of the Qing Dynasty would have been lost overseas.

No wonder Xiaoliu hated foreigners so much. He also hated it very much.

This money was given away almost for free.

There was also a considerable amount of American ginseng. Xiaoliu had said that the medicinal effect of that thing could not be compared with that of ginseng, but because they had a taste of it, they thought it was a good thing from overseas.

I would rather spend a lot of money and get cheated than be looked down upon by foreigners or others.

This is the inherent bad nature of people.

Good face.