Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

"Something more meaningful?"

Zhao Che laughed.

"Who said making silk is meaningless? Aren't you wearing silk? Besides, as our specialty product, silk will also be the main product of trade between us and the countries of the Western Regions in the future, so don't look down on silk. !"

"But my lord, even if silk is really as important as you say, you don't need to make it yourself. It's not like my Daqin family doesn't have silkworm farmers. Silk is naturally made by them. Why do you bother?"

What Li Si meant was not that silk was not important, what was important was Zhao Che's identity, silk, no matter how precious it was, was not a necessity, wouldn't it be nice to order more potatoes with this time?
"The silk I make is different from theirs, and I can make silk very quickly, and it doesn't take much time. This can be regarded as encouraging the progress of the handmade textile industry."

"Handloom?"

Li Si was a little puzzled.

"Is there any need for improvement? I think our technology of making clothes is already very mature, not to mention female celebrities, don't men need to worry about it?"

"It can't be said that women's red has nothing to do with men and women. Who said that men can't be tailors? Our original intention is to promote the development of society and make the heads of Guizhou rich, not hold back with old ideas."

"No matter how good the clothes are, they are nothing more than casual clothes. As long as they can keep out the cold and keep clean, it will be fine. Why bother with it?"

"You are right. The essence of clothes is to keep out the cold. But as the society becomes richer and the Guizhou chiefs have enough to eat, they will naturally have other pursuits, such as basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation. Indispensable, so we need to develop comprehensively, rather than just blindly pursuing one of them.”

Li Si nodded half-understanding, but he was a little curious about why Zhao Che's silk was different from others.

"My lord, what's the difference between the silk you mentioned and ordinary silk?"

"The difference is still very big. I don't rely on manpower to make silk by hand, but use machines to mass-produce it. Not only is the efficiency high, the scale is large, and the precision is definitely not comparable to manual work."

"Machine? What machine?"

Only then did Li Si come to understand, as expected, what Zhao Che wanted to do, how could it be so simple?
Maybe, after the research of the machine that Zhao Che talked about, it will bring some unexpected changes to Daqin.

"Handlooms, due to the problem of power energy, can only produce this kind of semi-automatic ones now, and we can update them later."

"My lord, can I see you?"

"Of course, it's in the backyard. I'll take you there to see it, and let you judge it. What's the difference between my loom and other people's handmade ones."

Zhao Che said, got up and led Li Si to the backyard.

"Yinhu, go and carry out my handloom, and prepare some silk."

Zhao Che repeated casually, and Yinhu and the others immediately got ready.

A moment later, a very complicated looking machine appeared in front of Li Si.

"Look, my loom is semi-automatic. It weaves the cloth very quickly, and the weaved cloth is also tighter."

As Zhao Che said, he reached out and took out the semi-finished silk from the box beside him, hung it on the loom, and started the weaving process.

"Clap! Clap!"

Zhao Che's movements were fast and very skillful. Li Si watched helplessly. It only took Zhao Che a short while to make a very delicate piece of silk cloth.

"That's it?"

Although Li Si has never seen the silk production method with his own eyes, he has heard of the difficulty. If such a small piece of silk is handmade by ordinary people, it would take a day's work.

And Zhao Che did a good job from the beginning, and it didn't take half a stick of incense in total.

"Li Si, come and try, what's the difference between my piece of fabric and the one on my body?"

Zhao Che took the finished piece of fabric from the loom and handed it to Li Si.

"Young master, this piece of cloth..."

Li Si frowned. He was not a professional either, so it was naturally impossible to tell the details.

However, Zhao Che's cloth was indeed very different from ordinary silk, and it felt soft and silky to the touch.

Li Si brought the fabric in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, just as Zhao Che said, the silk he made was so fine and dense that there was no gap at all.

"The clothes are seamless, you are talking about this kind of silk made by the young master."

Li Si was deeply shocked and couldn't help sighing.

"Didn't we send people to open up the Silk Road before? Silk is an absolutely rare thing in the Western Regions. It is very precious to them. They can exchange for a lot of materials we need. When the Silk Road is opened Afterwards, we will build silk factories, promote the cultivation of silkworms and develop handicrafts in the heads of Guizhou, and we will definitely earn a lot of wealth.”

"My lord is always so considerate of the people!"

Li Si sighed.

This may be the reason why Zhao Che was also doing business as a businessman, but no one said anything wrong with him.

Because the ultimate goal of everything Zhao Che did was to give back to the leaders of Guizhou.

Just like this handloom, if you were any other businessman, the first thought of owning this thing must be hidden deep, for fear of being seen by outsiders.

Then they produced high-priced silk and completely monopolized the market. This should be the correct approach for businessmen.

"Son..."

While Li Si was chatting with Zhao Che, suddenly Xia Wuqie ran over holding the battlefield first aid manual.

"Any questions?"

"My lord, it says that traumatic wounds can be stitched up. I want to ask, is this true? How difficult is it?"

"Of course it is true. The difficulty depends on the situation. If it is a general flesh injury, it is not difficult, but if it involves an internal injury, such as a ruptured blood vessel or a torn organ, then the difficulty is very high."

"What? Can a torn organ be cured?"

Hearing this, Xia Wuqi was so excited that he almost threw the book in his hand out.

Human internal organs, in terms of Daqin's current medical development, are still a completely blank field. They don't have any understanding of them at all, let alone injuries such as organ tears. , there is no other way.