Then you turn around and say, let's work hard, and after that come to the Mohist Guild, and we'll practice hard together, who can resist this?
Of course, I am not saying that people should not have higher pursuits. It’s just that if most people can be ordinary people, the entire country will have more motivation to move forward.
Master, don’t you think this is true? "
"That does make some sense!"
Master Wu also came from the bottom of society, and he could empathize with Ying Wuji's words.
But he was still a little disappointed: "But if this is the case, then compared with other schools, wouldn't my Mohism be nothing left? How can we talk about using Mohism as our backbone?"
Ying Wuji smiled and shook his head: "That's not the case. The Mohist School has an advantage that no other school can match!"
"Oh? Tell me!"
Master Wu's eyes lit up slightly. He was deeply shocked by the performance of the Mohist School at the Hundred Schools of Thought Gathering these days.
Now that Ying Wuji finally had a word of praise, how could he not be happy?
Ying Wuji did not answer immediately, but asked a question: "Master, do you think movable type printing is difficult?"
“It’s difficult, but not difficult!”
Mr. Wu still remembers the amazement he felt when he saw movable type printing.
It itself does not require much technical content, but the process from nothing to something requires great wisdom.
Ying Wuji asked again: "What if there is no movable type printing in the world now, and I ask you and the Mohist Guild to find a way to mass-produce books, how confident are you that you can invent printing technology?"
Wu Wen thought about it and gave a more pertinent answer: "If we gather the ideas of the skilled craftsmen of the Mohist school, we have a 70% chance of coming up with woodblock printing within five years. Movable type printing may take more time, but as long as there are craftsmen who persist, it will be a matter of time."
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "The printing technology alone can increase the number of people who can afford books tenfold. Just improving the iron smelting technology can increase the grain production of a single person several times. In this world, which country has so many skilled craftsmen of the Mohist school? Which school of thought has the noble character of the Mohists?
So, is it not an exaggeration for me to say that "the prosperity of the world depends on Mohism"?
As long as the Mohist school is strong, the people's lives will not fall apart. It is not an exaggeration to say that Mohism is their backbone!"
"good!"
“Great!”
Wu Wen's mood, which had been depressed for many days, was actually ignited by these few words.
A word can wake a dreamer up.
In the past, the Mohists had actually been doing similar things, but they were all unintentional actions and they did not realize how significant it was.
But now thinking back on the experiences of the past one or two months, if movable type printing was kept private, it would indeed make a bookstore earn a lot of money, but when movable type printing became an industry, the whole world would benefit.
The same is true for iron smelting technology.
If the government is being shady, the most it can do is make the soldiers' swords sharper.
But if iron farm tools were popularized, the whole country would become prosperous.
So when he saw the details of Zhao Ji's reform, he was sure that Zhao Ji was the king to assist.
These……
Who else but me?
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "Master, don't worry! When the Dali Academy is completed, it will be the day when Mohist craftsmen benefit the world. Money is not a problem. What I like to do most is to spend money, especially to Mohists. You also know how generous the salary of Mohists in the bookstore is!"
"good!"
"good!"
"good!"
Wu Wen was so excited that he cheered, and when he looked at Ying Wuji, the last trace of disgust in his eyes disappeared.
He patted Ying Wuji on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, prepare the money quickly. I will contact the boss and ask him to send more craftsmen. How many do you think are appropriate?"
"As many as you can get, as many as you want!"
"Can you afford it?"
“I can afford it!”
"Okay! Hahaha..."
There was no trace of sadness on Wu Wen's old face anymore. He stood up with a smile, apparently ready to leave.
Ying Wuji quickly called out to him: "Master Wu, please stay!"
Wu Wen smiled and turned his head: "Anything else?"
"this……"
Ying Wuji asked, "I heard that the Mo family is not going to fight for the thieves' tomb this time?"
Wu Wen nodded: "What's the point of fighting for that? It's better to prepare for the academy."
Ying Wuji sighed, with a resigned expression: "Then I can only take the risk myself!"
Wu asked: "..."
Who among those who can become a teacher is not a wise man who has insight into the world?
He could see through Ying Wuji's little thoughts at a glance.
You don’t have to steal the military luck and magic, but Ying Wuji must not be in danger.
He thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Zhai Yun! Wu Dan! The Prince Consort needs a bodyguard. Go back to the guild later to pick out experts and machine expansions. Don't be stingy when asking for a price. The Prince Consort has money. We can make a lot of money from him this time!"
Zhai Yun and Wu Dan looked at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Last night they proposed to Wu Wen in a roundabout way that they wanted to enter the tomb, but Wu Wen refused to agree.
I didn't expect that you would agree so readily today?
"yes!"
After seeing off the laughing Wu Wen, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little more relaxed.
Zhai Yun smiled and grabbed Ying Wuji's neck: "Brother Ying, I didn't promise to protect you before, are you panicking? From what you said last night, it seems that you didn't dare to go in."
"That must be panic!"
Anyway, it doesn’t cost money to flatter.
Ying Wuji boasted casually: "You don't know how scared I am. Nangong Ling's big hand is obviously a trick to kill people, but there is our Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar inside. I am afraid of death if I go in, and I feel sad if I don't go in. I couldn't sleep all night because of you. Look at the dark circles under my eyes. If it weren't for you, Brother Zhai, I would be worried about my hair falling off."
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