Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

"Zhao'er, who are you talking to at the door?"

Samurai Xun liked his little daughter very much. When he got up for morning exercises in the morning, he felt a little curious when he heard who his daughter seemed to be chatting with.

Walking over to take a look, his face was shocked.

"Greetings to Her Royal Highness Princess Changle, and concubine!"

"I'm not a son-in-law yet, get up, Brother Wu!"

Mo Wuhen also joked.

"Your Majesty should announce it in court in the next few days, and it's fine if I call ahead!"

Samurai Yu's emotional intelligence and vision are nothing to speak of.

When he was in business at the beginning, he fell in love with Li Yuan, a potential stock, at a glance, and he still holds the position of minister of the Ministry of Industry until now. It can be said that he has outstanding ability and high emotional intelligence.

Not to mention anything else, just the word "son-in-law" he yelled made Mo Wuhen and Li Lizhi feel very comfortable listening to it.

"I don't know what the Princess Changle and the consort want to do with me?
"Aye, the son-in-law must be looking for you for some project!"

"Now everyone in Chang'an knows that the consort and Princess Changle are helping the disaster, so it must be related to these victims!"

Before Mo Wuhen could speak, Xiao Wuzhao interrupted beside him.

The warrior Xun looked at Mo Wuhen's admiration for his daughter in his eyes, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

His daughter is usually quite smart, but she never expected to be able to accurately guess Mo Wuhen's intentions.

"That's right, Brother Wu!"

"As Xiao Wuzhao said, I am here this time for the victims."

After speaking, Mo Wuhen took out two pieces of paper from his bag.

Samurai Xun is very familiar with this kind of paper. Last time he got the blueprints for making Quyuanli and horseshoes from Mo Wuhen.

"This is…?"

"Look, you'll know!"

"Aye, Aye! Show me, show me!"

The samurai Xun was taller, and Xiao Wuzhao jumped up and down, wanting to see what Mo Wuhen gave her father.

Xiao Wuzhao was very curious about this white paper alone.

The warrior Xun didn't agree to Xiao Wuzhao's idea first, but looked at Mo Wuhen. After all, it was Mo Wuhen's stuff, so he decided to allow others to see it.

Mo Wuhen nodded, and the warrior Xun also gave Xiao Wuzhao the first blueprint he had read.

The moment Xiao Wuzhao took the paper in his hand, he felt incredible.

This paper not only looks extraordinary, but also feels flawless to the touch. In the eyes of Xiao Wuzhao, it is simply a treasure.

Although I don't know what this thing is, but judging from its structure, this thing can be used to provide irrigation water.

The more the samurai Xun looked at it, the more he felt novelty. If this kind of thing is made, maybe there will be a drought in the future, and the damage caused will be very little.

"My son-in-law, the first one should be your improved bobbin cart. As for the second one, to be honest, I haven't seen it before."

"The one in Wu Zhao's hand is called a high-drum cart, and it is indeed an improved version of the drum cart. And the one in your hand is called a keel water cart because it is an overturned cart."

Although there were bobbin carts in the Tang Dynasty, the earliest record of high-speed waterwheels is about the ninth century, that is, Chen Tingzhang's "Water Wheel Fu" in the late Tang Dynasty. At that time, there were certain regulations for the production of bobbin carts.

Tang Chen Tingzhang's "Water Wheel Fu" wrote: "Water can benefit things, and the wheel is formed by music. It is used by farmers when it rises and falls, and it follows the craftsman's journey when it is low. It starts to collapse with electricity, and turns to wind. Although the waves break In Sichuan and Mekong, good deeds leave no trace; since good deeds flow on the wave surface, there are voices all night."

Not to mention the overturning of the car, the Southern Song Dynasty Lu You's "Spring Festival Evening Scenery": "The keel car roars into the pond, and the rain is still expected to be rich." Among the historical materials seen so far, this is the earliest source.

Moreover, rollovers have existed for a long time, dating back to the rural areas of the 80s and [-]s. When electric water pumps were not popularized, keel waterwheels were an important tool for farmers to irrigate their farmland.

For these two things, the samurai Xun can't wait to ask Li Shimin for instructions now and immediately, and then manufacture them and popularize them comprehensively.

Seeing the urgency of the warrior Xun, Mo Wuhen asked him to calm down a little.

After all, the main event has not yet come.

Mo Wuhen took out a plastic bag of cement from his backpack, which he specially prepared last night. After all, such a big bag of cement couldn't fit in the small backpack he was carrying.

"What is this?"

Looking at the gray powder, Samurai Xun stretched out his hand and squeezed some, he felt it was very delicate.

A small hand also suddenly stretched out from the side, dipped some with one finger, and then sent it to his mouth.

Fortunately, she was stopped by Li Lizhi who had been paying attention to her.

"Aren't you a fool, dare to eat this thing!"

Li Lizhi was afraid that Xiao Wuzhao would swallow it just now, so she said slightly angrily.

"Isn't this flour?"

Obviously, no matter how smart Xiao Wuzhao is, she still has certain limitations of the times. Cement is beyond her scope of knowledge.

"Brother Wu, ask someone to prepare some water, sand, and some bricks."

Mo Wuhen asked the warrior Xun to help him prepare things for making cement.

After a while, the servants prepared the things.

Mo Wuhen also rolled up the thick sleeves of the ancient costume, and mixed it with cement and sand at a ratio of 1:3.

Apply a layer, put a brick on it, scrape off the big white, and make it a whole.

To be honest, Samurai Xun suddenly felt that Mo Wuhen should come to his Ministry of Industry. He liked the ingenuity of his worker very much.

Li Lizhi also secretly hid aside to take pictures while the samurai father and daughter's eyes were focused on Mo Wuhen, wanting to record this beautiful moment.

After all, Mo Wuhen was wearing an ancient costume, so it was a joy to build the wall there.

"I don't know, what is the son-in-law doing this for? Do you want to get them together? Impossible?"

"Wait! Let the cement dry for a while!"

Taking advantage of this time, the samurai Xun was not idle, and he was chatting with Mo Wuhen about the refugees, what about labor relief, what about building a dam, and the chat was lively. ,

Li Lizhi and Xiao Wuzhao ate snacks together.

Originally, I had a bad impression of Li Lizhi, but after eating a candy, my thoughts changed.

"Sister Lizhi is a good person!"

Mo Wuhen saw that the cement was almost dry, so he said to the warrior Xun.

"Brother Wu, try to pick up these bricks, only the top ones!"

The samurai Xun didn't believe it, the heads were all glued together, and he only used a little effort, fearing that the force would be too strong, so he flinched.

"Ok!"

The samurai Xun didn't lift it up, so he increased his strength, but it didn't work.

Then, with all his strength, veins popped out of the hand holding the brick, but he still couldn't pick it up.

The samurai Xun didn't want to lose face in front of his daughter, so he used his hands hard to finally pick up the pile of twisted bricks.

"It's really amazing, my son-in-law!"

"This stuff really sticks the bricks together like paste!"

Mo Wuhen smiled, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and he asked the warrior Xun.

"What if the city walls of Datang were all made of cement!"