The magical hot air balloon is amazing enough, but it is not the only magical object made by the indigenous people.
Along the way, as the Zhou caravan passed through various counties and headed for the capital of Qi, they saw many crooked technology trees along the way.
For example, there's a massive stone mill powered by both a steam engine and a donkey, a massive sculpture that combines modern design with Zhou Dynasty characteristics, and a large waterproof paper covered in immortal poetry hanging above the Qi County City Wall...
He Yiyi, who was used to a rich and leisurely life, had obviously never seen these things. She was surprised at first, and then confused.
After thinking for a long time, he asked, "I always feel like something is wrong. Everything seems to be a little oily, but it also seems useless."
Bian Yuhang explained, "Because the information they receive is unbalanced. Our schools have different majors, different tasks to complete, and different foundations. In other words, from the very beginning, when carrying out missions in this alternate dimension, it's inevitable that some will advance and some will lag behind. These small differences can lead to some...interesting results."
He Yiyi blinked. She felt that she understood, but not completely.
So he asked, “What should we do then?”
Bian Yuhang said seriously, "We need to improve infrastructure construction as quickly as possible. This will naturally improve living standards, and the chances of them making the wrong technology choices will decrease. This will be more reliable. That's why I'm so anxious to finalize Banque's new energy source."
These topics were beyond He Yiyi's scope and she was not in a position to judge.
However, through developing the clothing store business, He had a lot of exchanges with those royal nobles and became quite familiar with the situation in the other world.
She thought for a moment and quickly said, "Improving the lives of the people is a good thing, but from what I understand, whether it's Qi, Zhou, Wei, or other countries, some are still stuck in a tribal system, and even the fastest-developing ones haven't broken through the feudal system. While it's a good thing for the people to live better, sooner or later the aristocratic families will notice something's amiss."
The better the lives of the lower classes, the fewer privileges the nobles have.
Sooner or later, problems will arise.
But Bian Yuhang wasn't worried at all. His voice was very leisurely. "For our major, driving industrial development is our highest goal. We won't care about anything else, and we can't care about anything else. But don't worry, senior sister, the student union has already thought of this. After all, we want to complete the mission at the lowest cost. If chaos really breaks out and we drag it out, we won't be able to go home, and we might even lose our lives."
He Yiyi was curious, so she handed over a bowl of snow yogurt and asked, "So, what are you going to do?"
Bian Yuhang took it and said softly, "Since we might encounter difficulties, we should find a way to solve them. If a small group of people become obstacles, then we should deal with them. There are always ways. Apart from other things, history books already have enough experience as a foundation. Senior Kun Jingming from the School of Arts plans to start with the Zhou Kingdom."
He Yiyi thought for a moment and asked, "Will this take a long time?"
Bian Yuhang nodded first, then shook his head, his voice lowered. "If the disease is terminal, then you have to cut off your arm to survive. But if the disease is only in the skin, it won't take long to see changes."
Then he looked down at the bowl.
She didn't eat it right away, but just held it in her hands and looked at it, admiring the crushed ice inside and the honey and dried fruits sprinkled on top for a while before asking, "But, Senior Sister, it's almost winter, why are you still eating it cold?"
He Yiyi hadn't figured out what the man had just said, so she casually said, "It's so boring staying in the carriage every day, and I lit the charcoal stove, so I want to eat something cool."
Bian Yuhang thought about it for a moment and understood.
This is probably the simple joy of wearing a vest and eating popsicles in a heated room.
Love it.
So he took a big bite and put it into his mouth.
It melts in your mouth, full of fragrance, but not too sweet.
Perhaps the highest compliment Chinese people can give to dessert is that it is not sweet.
Bian Yuhang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Snow yogurt is really delicious."
Perhaps because she had eaten too many delicious foods in the past two years, He Yiyi was a little confused: "It's just an ordinary dessert, how can it be delicious?"
Bian Yuhang said, "Senior, this bowl is really unusual. It's not too sour, not too sweet, and it has a strong milky flavor. Even though I can't describe how good the ingredients are, just being able to serve a bowl of ice in this weather is a luxury enough."
As he said that, he dug out another piece and put it in his mouth.
His mouth was filled with the fragrance of frankincense and the sweetness of honey. He crushed the finely chopped sour plums with the tip of his tongue. Bian Yuhang smiled unconsciously and said softly, "Although many new things have been invented nowadays, there are still no refrigerators. If you want ice, you have to wait until winter to freeze it, put it in an ice jar, and then take it out and eat it like a treasure when the weather gets hot. Although the weather is cold now, it is not yet frozen. This means that this snow yogurt must have been stored since last winter. Eating it is probably like eating gold."
He Yiyi hadn't thought about this and was surprised: "Is it so troublesome?"
Bian Yuhang nodded, then slowly glanced outside and muttered, "I was wondering why Zhong Yao, who was following Senior Sister, brought more than 20 people with him. I thought he was going to do business, but I didn't see him doing any business along the way. Now I think it must be all for Senior Sister. Senior Sister really got a good employee."
But this statement received no response.
He Yiyi poked the soft and white snow cheese with a spoon, wanting to say that she did not ask that person to prepare these, and wanted to say that that person was really wasting money and was not in line with the spirit of thriftiness at all.
But I didn't say it out loud.
One reason is that Zhong Yao is indeed rich and his small treasury is bottomless. The other reason is that this is not just gold and silver, but also a token of his thoughts.
And it was such meticulous care. If Bian Yuhang hadn't mentioned it, He Yiyi would have had no idea about it at all.
It’s not that she is too carefree, but because she seems to be used to it.
She didn't know when that person started treating her like this.
Silently and silently, moistening everything.
Would this happen when ordinary indigenous people worship them as Bodhisattvas?
Come to think of it, Zhong Yao would burn incense in front of her portrait at the beginning, but he hasn't seen it recently.
He Yiyi was lost in thought and didn't know how long it had been. It was not until the carriage stopped that she suddenly came back to her senses.
Looking down, I saw that the snow cheese in the bowl had turned into water.
Just when He Yiyi was hesitating whether to drink the bowl of melted "gold", Bian Yuhang had already lifted the curtain.
I saw a lot of people in official uniforms standing outside, and the leader was an acquaintance.
Fu Yun, the Seventh Prince of Qi, bowed with a smile and said in a clear voice, "Welcome to all the immortals and fairies, and welcome to the envoys from Zhou."
And in the largest carriage, sitting was Kong Zhang.
It was customary for the prince of Zhou to come to Qi as a special envoy. However, in previous years, one of his brothers would choose to come, but this year it was his turn. Kong Zhang knew that it must have been his newly appointed cheap master who had put in the effort.
Although he had prepared himself mentally before coming here and had built up enough mental strength along the way, he still froze unconsciously when he heard Fu Jun's voice.
Seeing this, Kun Jingming put down his phone, paused the Candy Crush game, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Kong Zhang pursed his lips and said, "To be honest, Immortal Lord, I am a little nervous."
Kun Jingming was surprised: "Haven't you met Fu Yun before? You two were classmates in Langyun. Why are you so nervous now?"
Kong Zhang smiled bitterly, "Back then, I was studying, so contact was inevitable, so I could naturally be more relaxed. But now it's different. I've come here with my father's heavy trust and a national mission. If I make a mistake, I'm afraid there will be big problems."
Kun Jingming said, "Don't be too stressed, there are people to help you."
Kong Zhang's eyes lit up: "Could it be that the Immortal Lord wants to help me?"
Kun Jingming flatly rejected the idea. "I've said before, your affairs have nothing to do with Langyun. We won't get involved." Seeing the young man wilting again, Kun Jingming picked up his phone and looked through it, especially at the mission details. "But I see that among you Zhou Kingdom people, you're not the only one who can make the decision."
This made Kong Zhang a little confused.
I wanted to ask, but there were already guards outside reporting.
He had no choice but to swallow his words, quickly tidied his clothes and got off the carriage.
When Fu Yun saw him, her brows relaxed.
Although some people had said before that the envoy was the Sixth Prince of Zhou, we still had to confirm it in person to feel at ease.
Now that he was sure it was this person, Fu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.
He didn't know about the others, but he knew clearly about this Master Kong Zhang. He was a generous and kind person, and naturally a good young man. But it was precisely because of this that it was easier for him to communicate with him.
Or, better to fool.
This good mood did not change when I saw Kun Jingming.
After all, Fu Yun was very clear about the rules of Langyun Fairyland. The fairies were extraordinary and would not care about the mundane affairs between mortals.
However, when Fu Yun saw the man in black clothes slowly getting off another carriage, all the expressions on his face froze.
In a trance, he heard the sound of his wishful thinking shattering.
But in the end, Gongzi Yun took a deep breath, bowed without changing his expression, and then went to talk to the Langyun immortals, looking normal.
Kong Zhang stood at attention, a look of shock on his face. "Master Tan, why are you here?"
Obviously, he didn't expect that this important official of the country would appear here!
Kun Jingming, on the other hand, looked calm.
The mission details clearly listed the list of indigenous people who would be coming to Zhouguo this time, including Tan Min, so it was not surprising that he was here.
These days, the system is the most honest and says what it thinks.
I haven't learned how to lie yet.
Tan Min had already walked over slowly, bowed, and then a smile appeared on his delicate face. He said in a gentle tone, "Just call me Master."
Kong Zhang immediately changed his words: "Didn't the Master say before that he couldn't come?"
Tan Min thought to himself that he didn't want to come either. After all, there were so many things in the Zhou Kingdom that needed his attention. It seemed that a second-rank official was high above and in power, but only when he sat in this position could he understand what it meant to "devote all his energy to the cause until his death."
He felt that fine lines were about to appear on his face due to fatigue.
However, this state banquet of Qi State was extraordinary, and it was really worrying to let the Sixth Prince come alone.
What's more, the people of Qi have always valued literature, and people who read a lot are often more difficult to detect when they have evil intentions, so after weighing the pros and cons, Tan Min decided to follow.
His carriage was in pursuit and had just reunited with the convoy, which was why he did not come to pay his respects.
However, Tan Min completely ignored the planning and hard work involved, and simply smiled and said, "I am worried about you, young master, so I came to see you. I wonder if you have had a hard time on this journey?"
Kong Zhang, who had been flustered, now relaxed a lot and smiled: "It's okay, it's quite interesting."
Tan Min asked again, "Have you done your homework, sir?"
Kong Zhang paused, "...What would you do if I said I forgot?"
Tan Min's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was gentle: "Your Excellency is the Lord, and I am your humble servant. Naturally, I must strictly abide by the code of conduct for a minister."
"That's good……"
"As a teacher, it is my duty to discipline my students. I will not give them any less spankings. To help me learn this lesson, Your Highness, please be patient."
Kong Zhang's breathing stagnated. If someone else said he would hit him, he would definitely think it was just a bluff, but the man in front of him said he would hit him, and he was afraid that there was no truth in his words.
Then, Tan Min said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I come from the Ministry of Justice and have handled countless instruments. I'm very skilled. I guarantee it will only hurt, not leave any marks. Don't worry if you bleed, it will heal quickly and won't delay Your Highness from continuing with his work."
Kong Zhang:......
Not comforted at all!
What should I do if I get even more scared?
Carefully hiding his claws behind his back, Kong Zhang muttered, "You just said you wanted to be a good minister."
Tan Min thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Then wait a moment, can I kneel down and fight you?"
Kong Zhang:...? ? ?
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