Chapter 25 Weishengxue: Look what I found?
Because of this incident, Wei Shengxue avoided Ying Zheng for several days.
It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing.
He failed to show off and was discovered by the other party. He was simply doomed on the spot.
You can't hide forever.
Wei Shengxue paused and drew another talisman.
So annoying.
She threw the talisman pen aside, leaned back, and snuggled into the soft pillow.
System suggestion: [Someone said they made something extremely special the other day, why not ask him to tell us about it.]
Wei Shengxue rolled her eyes.
"Look at what they do, is there anything reliable?"
Researching elixirs, what you end up making is poison.
Researching agricultural fertilizers may result in bombs, or uncontrollable bombs at that.
【At least he can think and be creative. 】
This is better than most people.
…
I don’t know how the system convinced her, but the alchemist was summoned anyway.
"If you win the favor of the immortal, don't forget our contribution." Another alchemist who was tinkering with the new gadget with him held his hand tightly with an earnest look in his eyes.
The summoned Taoist priest nodded vigorously: "This is our joint product. As long as I have a bite of meat, I will definitely not miss a bite of soup."
After saying this, he withdrew his hands fiercely, carefully smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves, and left with the servant who had delivered the message.
"Will the immortal adopt his idea?"
Several people watched him leave and began to feel uneasy again.
Such a serious furnace explosion happened just a few days ago. If they take out something similar now, I'm afraid they will be avoided.
"Of course we can," someone said firmly. "Explosions like that are rare and unpredictable. What we've made can control its power based on the amount used."
Controllable means it can be used.
Being usable means having value.
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Wei Shengxue picked up a handful of black "ash". This thing, which was carefully placed in a thick copper box by the alchemist, made her feel familiar from the smell to the feel.
"System," she called in her mind, "is it what I think it is?"
[The ingredients are similar, but the proportions are different. ]
That's it!
Wei Shengxue clapped his hands, brushed away the dust from between his fingers, and looked at the alchemist who was huddled in the corner waiting for judgment.
“You guys did a great job.”
Facing the other person's gaze, which was a mixture of surprise and expectation, she nodded in approval, "I didn't expect you could make this."
The Taoist priest stretched out a few fingers and tentatively placed them on the edge of the bronze box, his knuckles turning blue with force. "Is this enough? Is this enough..." Let us atone our sins.
The old accounts have not been settled yet, and new sins have been added.
The fertilizer they used to buy their lives hadn't been properly applied, and this mistake had added another layer of guilt. All the lives lost without cause were placed on the shoulders of the surviving alchemists.
They have been trembling with fear these days, even when eating and sleeping, they are suspicious. They glance at the door from time to time, afraid that someone will suddenly break in and drag them out.
Wei Shengxue didn't promise anything, nor did she say anything to comfort him. She just calmly stated,
Nothing to do with romance
"With this formula, even if I want to kill you, I have to squeeze out all your value first."
It was a very cold sentence, but it made the Taoist put down his worry.
What their Majesty values most is a person's value, including character, temperament, and temper. As long as the value is high enough, he can tolerate it.
Great, my life is saved!
The two of them did not hide their conversation from others, so someone would definitely report this matter to Your Majesty's ears.
"Back off, but don't forget the fertilizer."
Wei Shengxue closed his eyes and waved goodbye to let people leave.
The car curtain fell, and the luminous green light wrapped in invisible golden threads penetrated into the skin.
This is her calling on merit to heal her wounds.
…
Ten days passed in a flash.
When she opened her eyes again, the barrier surrounding her showed no signs of being disturbed.
It seems that the guards outside the car are very competent.
The healing effect was very good. The additional damage caused by the recurrence of injuries some time ago has been completely healed, and some of the meridians damaged during the tribulation have also been repaired.
Wei Shengxue raised her hand.
The green spiritual energy that had been emanating from the meridians throughout the body has disappeared, and the green light around the body is no longer lingering.
What a good phenomenon.
This means that she is no longer leaking!
This good mood lasted until they set up camp. After being cooped up in the carriage for nearly half a month, she couldn't sit still and wanted to run out.
At this time, the sun was setting and was not as hot as it was in the afternoon. There was a slight warmth in the wind, which was within the tolerable range of the human body.
Weishengxue said hello and strolled along the path in the field.
She never liked being followed by anyone, and she didn't need to worry about encountering thieves, so she came out alone at a time like this.
If you stop and go along the way, you might bump into acquaintances.
"Mogo?"
The man working as a carpenter by the river turned around and saw that it was the Mo family member he had seen before.
"Xian... why did you come out?" Mo Ge put down the tools in his hand, washed his hands in the river, wiped them on his apron, and hurried over to greet him.
"I heard from the Patriarch that you had some insights after tasting the wine that day and have been in seclusion ever since."
Wei Shengxue's eyelashes trembled.
It seems that this is the reason Ying Zheng gave her.
She admitted, "Well, I was feeling something today, so I came out for a walk."
Then he looked at the wooden shelf over there, "What are you doing?"
Mo Ge led her over there and introduced as they walked: "I'm making a lever."
"I arrived a few days earlier than the convoy. Yesterday, I saw an old man here watering his vegetable patch with a water jar. Not only was it time-consuming and laborious, but the amount of water he drew was also insufficient." He gestured to two teenagers busy at the riverside and said, "I happened to have brought two younger ones with me, so I'll give them some practice."
The structure of the winch is very simple and the principle is clear at a glance. Wei Shengxue understood its function at just one glance.
Add a long pole to the erected frame, hang a heavy object at the end, tie a bucket to the end close to the water, and use the principle of leverage to lift water. This is faster and more labor-saving than watering the fields with a bucket.
At this point, Mo Ge couldn't help but sigh: "The method of the pulley has been promoted for a hundred years, but there are still some people who are conservative and xenophobic, and refuse any change. I hope this pulley can help the people here relax a little."
Wei Shengxue is strange.
"Didn't you send anyone to teach?"
Mo Ge: "Where will we get the manpower?"
As the emperor's confidant, he had some understanding of the current situation in Daqin. They were now short of nearly half the local officials, barely able to stabilize the situation and manage important matters like farming schedules and tax collection. Even so, they were so busy that they had no time to attend to other trivial matters.
Irrigation tools like these were already widespread in Qin, but across the six kingdoms, there simply wasn't enough personnel to teach them one by one. Official demonstrations were only given in places with more people, and how much one could learn depended entirely on one's own ability.
But it was difficult to tell this to the immortal. After a lot of thoughts, all he could say was, "It's hard to take care of the countryside."
Wei Shengxue nodded after hearing this, indicating that she understood.
——Insufficient staff at the grassroots level.
I'll go back and ask fellow Daoist Ying Zheng what the talent training mechanism here is like.
I have clearly seen that there are plenty of talented people around him during this period, so why is there such a shortage of staff at the grassroots level?
At that time, she didn't know that there was not even universal basic education here, let alone a tiered talent training system and talent diversion.
Coming from an interstellar world with a highly developed society and well-established systems, she is so accustomed to many things that she thinks they are innate.
But for now, let’s improve the tools for drawing water.
"Is there a well nearby?"
Mo Ge was stunned. He really didn't know.
"It's next to the vegetable garden." The old man answered in a hoarse voice.
It would be nice to have a well.
Wei Shengxue gestured for him to lead the way.
"Build a rack here, insert it here, there is a horizontal axis here, thicken this part of the well mouth, tie a rope on it, and make a hand crank handle here." She gestured at the edge of the well and picked up a branch to draw a sketch.
As a talented person of the Mohist school, Mo Ge only took a glance at it and quickly built a physical picture of this new device in his mind, and even deduced what effect the finished product could achieve.
"Good! Good stuff!"
He slapped his thigh with joy and turned around in a circle, "If I had this thing, I wouldn't have to worry about the difficulty of drawing water from a deep well anymore!"
"What is this thing called?"
"windlass."
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A windlass that is used for a long time needs to be polished carefully, but if it is just used to see the effect, it can be made quickly and can be barely used by just tying and assembling a few pieces of wood.
About half an hour later, a simple and crude windlass stood by the well.
Tie the water jar with hemp rope and throw it into the well. The coarse pottery material has enough weight to prevent it from floating in the water. The well water slowly flows into the water jar through the pouring opening.
"Hold the rack." Mo Ge signaled his disciples to hold the rack. The crudely bound wooden rack was a little overwhelmed and made a creaking sound.
Turning the handle, the hemp rope was wrapped around the thickened horizontal axis made of several pieces of wood, and the water jar filled with water slowly emerged from the well...
"It's done!"
Mo Ge reached out and took down the water jar. It was filled to the brim with water, and some of it spilled out when it was shaken.
He untied the hemp rope wrapped around the water jar, thinking to himself that he could tie a long-term water jar to the rope to avoid the trouble of taking it apart every time it is used.
The old man reached out and stroked the water jar up and down, tilting his head to look left and right. The familiar water jar seemed a little strange after this experience.
Or how come his ordinary water jar, just by adding a few pieces of wood, can draw water so quickly?
"The structure is so simple, I didn't even think of it before?!" The young Mohist boy who was holding the wooden frame just now hit his head in frustration.
"Although the item is small, it's worth a lot. If anyone else had figured out how to make this windlass, they could have asked His Majesty for a small title." He touched the rough grain of the wood, his eyes gleaming with longing. "This should be worth a 'no more'."
"No change? It has to be a 'doctor' at least!" Another young Mohist boy watched eagerly, rolled up his sleeves, and wished he could try out this new device himself.
This kind of thing, which benefits the entire world and is a feat that many people would never achieve in their lifetimes, is just a small item that the immortal casually stumbles upon. In her eyes, its value is probably not even as precious as an ordinary water jar.
"This is the immortal."
Mo Ge's expression was complicated, full of yearning, expectation and eagerness to try.
If just a small idea she came up with was so amazing, then how exquisite and wonderful must the things that caught her attention be?
Thinking of this, Mo Ge walked over and squatted beside her, looking at the ordinary water jar with his bright eyes.
To receive a look from an immortal must be extraordinary.
What was the immortal in his imagination thinking at this moment?
——The same material as the utensils in the palace. In this world with strict hierarchy, people at the top of power actually use the same things as ordinary people. Is this normal?
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