Chapter 22: Ying Zheng: I Don’t Have Versailles
The cows that could be sent to the palace could not be too bad, and they were quite different from the cows used by the common people, so the results would be biased. Finally, the cows used in the experiment were exchanged from old farmers in nearby farmland.
The owner of the cow is called Ge, who is the head of a certain village.
At first, when we asked him to lend us his ox to plow the inferior fields that hadn't been cultivated for years, he refused no matter what. "No, no! My ox is old and it just finished plowing the fields. It needs a rest! No!"
This attitude of never giving in made Li Xin, who went to borrow the cow, so angry that he clenched his fists. But since the emperor and the immortals were watching, he really didn't dare to rob. After going back to report, he brought the old cow that came out of the palace to exchange with him.
Ge still refused, "This is what my son bought with his military merits, I have to take care of it in the future."
Wei Shengxue watched the tug-of-war and said, "He disagrees because the benefits are not enough to tempt him."
Li Xin, who was reminded, had an idea in his mind and walked over again with the old cow from the palace. This time he successfully brought back Ge's cow.
"I promised to give him the old cow I brought out." Li Xin reported to His Majesty.
Although Ge agreed to let the cows plow the fields, he was unwilling to let these people who looked like they had luxurious clothes and food get involved, for fear that they would be careless and hurt his beloved cows.
He drove the two cows to the field together. Li Xin shouted beside him: "One! One cow is enough!"
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Ge harnessed the new plow to the ox, shouted at it to urge it forward, and he held the plow from behind.
I saw that the turned-up soil was pushed aside by the plow wall, leaving a deep gully on the land.
One man and one ox walked back and forth, and soon they finished plowing the remaining half acre of land.
Ying Zheng took a few steps forward excitedly, his fists clenched, his face full of excitement.
Good! Good plowing!
The Minister of Grain was calculating the number of acres cultivated each day with trembling hands, his fingers were almost smoking.
"Ten acres! Not five acres! Ten acres!"
He screamed, "Using an ox to pull the plow, we can cover ten acres a day!"
It’s exactly double the five acres mentioned by the immortal!
Although others had a vague idea of the speed of plowing, they did not have such an intuitive feeling as numbers. When they heard Zhisu Nei Shi report the daily plowing number, they were shocked again.
"Didn't you say five acres? Is it more?!"
Yes, this is what Weishengxue wanted to ask.
Although she took the middle value when she said it, the deviation shouldn't be so big.
The Minister of Grain turned and bowed to the immortal, "Excuse me, immortal, what is the measurement of an acre of land?"
Weishengxue reported the data provided by the system.
It is twice as large as an acre of land in Daqin, with a size difference of about 1:2.
It corresponds exactly to five acres to ten acres.
"Your Majesty, this is a valuable tool for promoting agriculture and should be promoted throughout the country."
Food is the foundation of people's life. If the Qin Dynasty can have such good things, it will also help to improve Qin's reputation in the old territories of the six kingdoms.
Ying Zheng looked at Wei Shengxue, the excitement on his face had completely disappeared, leaving only a solemnity and gratitude, "Daoyou, I accept your great kindness."
After saying that, he bowed.
"The immortal's kindness deserves the respect of the whole world." Civil and military officials followed suit and bowed.
Wei Shengxue was a little overwhelmed by their formal greeting and poked the system blankly.
"Tong'er, it seems that the people here are quite stupid."
She came over to gain merit, and not only did she not drive her away, but she was also thanked.
You guys are pretty nice.
Her thoughts turned, and a light bulb went off in her head: "Tong'er, they are not ascetic monks, but they are cultivating their luck!"
This will make you understand why you work so hard every day.
It’s all for the sake of cultivation!
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Ge was standing by the ridge of the field, leading the cow. The new plow had been removed from the cow's back.
He looked at the field that had just been plowed. The soil underneath had been turned up, and it was damp from the sun, completely different from the white wasteland next door.
He looked up at the sun, then looked down at the plowed field, turning his head back and forth in confusion.
Is this the land he cultivated?
Is this the land he plowed in less than an hour?
This agricultural tool...
Such a magical weapon!
He tried to speak with trembling lips, but tears welled up in his eyes, leaving mottled marks on his wrinkled face.
The voices of the important people talking nearby drifted in, like a faint and inaudible sound from another world. He strained his ears but could only catch a few words.
"…promote… the world… Daqin…"
He didn't understand the rest, but he knew that the promotion of the Qin Dynasty was for those officials to teach them how to farm.
Okay, okay!
Ge threw himself on his old friend's back and burst into tears, touching the cow's horns and crying and laughing.
When he returns, he must have a good talk with others, telling them that the Qin people are not tigers or wolves, but good people who will bring them good farming tools!
"This was brought by an immortal," the official corrected him upon hearing his assurance. "That one over there is an immortal, the fairy who descended from heaven when our Majesty was offering sacrifices to Mount Tai!"
He emphasized with a boastful attitude, "I am a god who came for Your Majesty and for the Great Qin!"
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Everything went smoothly. The strong ox was left there to continue plowing the land. In one afternoon, it plowed four or five acres of land.
"Old cows need a little less time, and they need to rest in the middle of the journey."
The Internal History of Grain Administration said his calculations based on the experimental results, "An old ox can probably plow seven or eight mu of land a day, and even more if it's used in the fields."
only……
Blacksmithing is time-consuming and laborious, and promotion is not easy.
"Why not change it to bronze?"
"No, although bronze is strong, it's not hard enough to make weapons. An iron plow is more suitable."
They were discussing the material issue here, but they didn't know that there was a small light ball invisible to the naked eye, which was rolling back and forth excitedly.
There is really nothing here. What a Feng Shui treasure land!
The system flew back to the courtyard with a clatter, and the light on its surface flashed like neon lights.
[Host, host! This is great news!]
[Our chance to gain merit has come again! ]
Weishengxue, who was sitting under a tree meditating, suddenly jumped up.
Hey, now that you're talking about this, I'm not sleepy anymore.
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When Wei Shengxue arrived at the main hall, luggage was being moved.
She was stunned for a moment before she remembered, oh, I said I would leave in the next few days.
But she only paused for a few seconds before a palace maid came forward to greet her.
"I have met the Immortal Master. Your Majesty is waiting for him inside."
When Ying Zheng saw her coming, he stood up to greet her personally.
Wei Shengxue jokingly stretched out a hand and shook the stack of papers in his hand: "I calculated with my fingers and found that fellow Daoist is in trouble. I came here to help you."
Ying Zheng took the drawing from her hand, opened it and saw that it was the issue of the material of the fairy plow that had been discussed several times recently.
"blast furnace?!"
"Turning directly into molten iron for pouring?!"
How is that possible?
Iron tools cannot be cast and can only be made by blacksmiths through repeated hammering, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive, so they cannot be popularized. Nowadays, the most widely used weapons and farm tools in the world are still made of bronze.
If we have this blast furnace, then ironware...
"It's not warm enough."
As soon as Mogo arrived, he proposed the key to the technological breakthrough.
"The Mohists also experimented with this method many times, but despite trying everything, they were unable to maintain high temperatures long enough to melt the iron ore."
If the high temperature is only for a short period of time, blood sacrifice can be used, that is, chickens, ducks, sheep and other animals are put into the furnace to increase the temperature, but the cost is obviously not suitable for large-scale promotion.
"Why not use coal?" Weishengxue picked out a combustible mineral from the system information.
Mo Ge was quite knowledgeable about this. As soon as he heard her description, he found the corresponding object. "The combustible ore is coal, right? When coal is burned, the iron produced is as brittle as silk and will break with the slightest blow."
Weishengxue: Knowledge blind spot, need help from plug-ins.
Fortunately, the system was powerful and I found the information in just a few seconds, and even attached the solution.
[But host, have you forgotten that you are a monk?]
There is also an assembly line in the world of cultivating immortals.
The system has been watching the endless stream of merit and the increasingly prosperous fortune of the Qin Dynasty these days.
It swelled.
If you are not in the world of immortal cultivation, then create one yourself!
For example, exchanging for a spiritual vein.
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