Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

"The Twelve Young Masters only gave Master Lu Ban a few thousand people. In order to complete the task faster, he recruited a group of ordinary people and taught them simple operations.

This was also approved by the Twelve Young Masters. At that time, there was a huge response, and many people signed up to participate.

The utensils made in the woodyard in the eastern suburbs are far beyond the cognition of this era.

Not only the entire Xianyang City, but also the surrounding cities have heard the name of Master Lu Ban.

Even the genius girl of the Mohist school went to Master Lu Ban for advice.

Later, Luban's name became more and more famous, as long as the utensils related to life were made by him.

Later, Master Lu Ban seldom did it himself, and usually taught his subordinates to do it, and he gave instructions.

Therefore, all the utensils made by Lu Ban were bought back by the princes and nobles of Xianyang City at high prices.

But I also heard that all the furniture in the Twelve Prince's house was made by Master Lu Ban.It is even more envious of others. "

Speaking of this, Shi Huang roughly heard it clearly.

It turned out that the Lu Ban that Zhang Qingyuan was talking about was a new craftsman who knew some Mohist mechanism techniques and could make furniture and farming utensils.

"Well, it's pretty awesome."

Shi Huang agreed perfunctorily.

He also knew that this guy's words were half-truths and half-truths, and young people would always exaggerate when they spoke.

The Mohist school is the most powerful among the hundred, so it was natural for people to inquire about it when the first emperor was in power.

The current successor of the Mohist family is Mo Feile, who is extremely gifted in mechanics.

Creativity and talent even surpassed the current Mohist giants.

He and Tian Sang, the descendant of the farm family, are also known as the young star of a hundred families.

If Mo Feile, the descendant of the Mohist school, would ask a carpenter for advice, the First Emperor would naturally not believe it.

Therefore, Shihuang had judged in his heart which words should be believed and those words should not be believed.

Unexpectedly, when Shihuang asked next, that guy would reveal his secrets.

"Since you have obtained the true biography of Master Lu Ban, how can you come here to seek the title?"

"This……"

Zhang Qingyuan lowered his head in embarrassment.

"I only regard him as my master, but he doesn't recognize me..."

"There were 4000 other people who went to the Eastern Suburb Wood Farm with me to study, and less than 500 people were able to stay in the end."

"I also heard that these people were secretly brought to a place in order to manufacture a top-secret military equipment."

"Hey, I was driven back after only a few days. Not to mention the confidential tone, I didn't even enter the door of Kiba."

When Shi Huang heard the words, there was no emotion in his heart. Sure enough, what this guy said was half-truth and half-false.

What kind of top-secret equipment is being built, how is it possible, do you think I am a fool?What top-secret military equipment can a group of carpenters build?

All the equipment for war is bronze and iron. If you say that you take the blacksmith to go, I might believe it.

Humph, stop talking big.

It would be nice if these words were true.

"Old man, don't you believe it? Then I'll make a Quyuanli for you to see. You should know what a Quyuanli is, right? It's a farming tool that saves manpower and animal energy."

"If the common people use Quyuanli, the efficiency will definitely be more than doubled."

"This is all designed by the twelve sons for the craftsmen to build. Adding farmyard manure will definitely increase the output several times. Old man, I can make Quyuanli!"

"Sell it for dozens of copper plates!"

Having said this, Zhang Qingyuan was very excited.

The first emperor had naturally heard of Qu Yuanli, this was the information he had asked to find out.

It is said that the combination of farmyard manure and Quyuan plow can improve planting efficiency and increase food production.

At that time, Shihuang naturally didn't believe it, but hearing what Zhang Qingyuan said, it was somewhat believable.

It's just that it's not clear whether this thing is as miraculous as they said, and Ying Zheng naturally wants to see it with his own eyes.

Let alone whether it can be doubled, it is very powerful to increase the five achievements.

Unexpectedly, this little twelve really did a good deed.

Thinking of this, Shihuang felt that this guy must know so much, and the truth is still unclear, so he can't continue bragging with him, he wants to go and see for himself.

What about Quyuanli, what kind of carpenter Mo Feile had to ask for advice, and the seeds that produced four to five thousand catties per mu.

I am the one who unifies the world. No one in this world knows better than me, so I don’t believe in this evil!

Shi Huang stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Little brother, I won't talk to you here, let's talk about it another day."

Chapter 74 I lost face, Da Qin!

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Zhang Qingyuan:

"Hey, I've already told you everything you want to know. You haven't received the rice yet? If you don't, you're not allowed to leave!"

Shi Huang paused, then smiled, and let Shadow and Quicksand go to get the food.

As an emperor, keeping his word is the foundation of his prestige.

Seeing the three of them stop, Zhang Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Hastily filled three buckets of rice and gave it to Ying Ying.

Then he dragged three people over to sign and pledge.

Yingzheng asked suspiciously: "Why do you still need to sign and draw a pledge? The people of Daqin don't know how to write much."

Zhang Qingyuan waved his hands, seeing them as if they had never seen the world, and patiently explained: "You can think of it, the twelve sons have already arranged it, it doesn't matter if you can't write, I will write it for you, you just need to press Just a handprint."

"Young Master Twelve said that the lines on everyone's palms are different, so don't worry about making mistakes."

"If someone steals too much, just look at the fingerprints to know who it is."

Ying Zheng nodded half-comprehensively: "There is such a miraculous thing, by the way, don't you decide whether you can inherit the title based on the amount of food you provide?"

"Can't you secretly find some people to pretend to be the people of Xianyang City and take them away?"

Hearing this, Zhang Qingyuan frowned, it seems that it is true that these people are out of their minds.

"Old man, these twelve sons are not stupid. He will naturally expect someone to cheat, which shows the importance of signing and stamping! It has been stipulated long ago that each person can receive at most one bucket of rice per month, and cannot cheat. "

Brush order?What does this mean?

Shihuang wanted to ask again, but Zhang Qingyuan waved his hand to express that he didn't want to explain too much.

"Old man, why don't you know anything, hurry up and look around, it must have come out of a wild mountain, and the clothes are quite gorgeous, but the brain is not good, it's a pity."

"If you slow down, you won't be able to keep up with the current development of my Daqin. Give you a pen, can you write your name? If you can't, I will write it for you."

As he said that, Zhang Qingyuan took out paper from the box next to him, and spread it out on the broken tables until it was the size of a whole table.

This is a new piece of paper produced by the Eastern Suburb Paper Mill, and more than half of it has its name written on it, as well as red handprints.

This shows that very few people can write their own names.

But Ying Zheng didn't pay attention to this. When Zhang Qingyuan took out the paper, his eyes widened.

"Boy, aren't you just an ordinary nobleman? Where did you get the money to buy such expensive silk paper? Even I... the real princes and nobles don't see one every year."

"You use it to sign and draw deposits? Just this piece of paper can pay back hundreds of shi of grain."

Ying Zheng shouted out of breath.

The shadows and quicksand behind him were shocked.

Even if they were the first emperor's personal bodyguards, the number of times they saw this silk paper was very few. Such finished paper would only be used every year when worshiping ancestors. Where did they usually see it?

This guy is just using silk paper casually like this?What a waste of money!

Seeing the shock of the three of them, Zhang Qingyuan frowned.

What is this?

It was just a piece of paper, and it was true that he could not afford to spend all his money on such paper two months ago, but it is different now, every household can afford this kind of paper.

Although this paper was indeed unbelievable when it first came out, but it has been two months, and the freshness of people has long since passed. Is there any need to be so exaggerated?

Zhang Qingyuan looked at the three of them with disgust.

I have never seen the world!

Suddenly, the scene became awkward, and several people looked at each other in disbelief.

No, it should be the three of them staring closely at Zhang Qingyuan.

Zhang Qingyuan was naturally not to be outdone, and stared back fiercely.

Yingzheng was heartbroken when he saw that the silk paper that was only used for ancestor sacrifices was used to write the names of ordinary people, and the characters were all crooked.

Every time he used silk paper, he had to bathe and change clothes three days in advance, make a draft, and sit down at the desk all morning before starting to write.

Unexpectedly, the second son of Marquis Wu of Chu would be so reckless.

Yingzheng and Zhou Shen burst into murderous intent, Chu Wuhou, right?

When you have time, I will let you kneel in the hall for a day, so that you can think about what mistakes you made.

How could he teach such a son.

But Zhang Qingyuan is also very strange, why are these people always surprised, so shocked by everything?

Where is this paper worth?

How could a piece of paper be exchanged for hundreds of shi of grain?

Are you going to try another one?

The Twelve Young Masters have already said that these are ignorant people.

This Daqin is no longer the Daqin two months ago, and some people don't want to believe it.

With all these things in front of them, they still couldn't see hope and direction.

Unless, after their feudal and traditional old ideas were beaten to pieces and bruised by the current development, they realized that they had to change.

The three of them are stubborn children who promote old ideas.

In this case, Zhang Qingyuan also felt that these people were hopeless.

"Don't be so surprised, I'll tell you now, don't talk nonsense in the future, it's best to find out before you speak."

"This loss is not your own person, but my Daqin's face."

"Look..." Zhang Qingyuan held the paper and said to them:

"This is paper, do you know? Paper! I think you all know it too. This paper is used for writing, and it will be passed on from generation to generation. Do you understand?"

The three of them nodded like chickens pecking at rice. They naturally knew that it was called paper, and it was a very precious thing.

"This was invented by the Twelve Young Masters when they were bored. It took only a few days to come out, and it has been promoted in Daqin for a month."

"Now all the scholars are very grateful to the Twelve Young Master for this invention. Take a good look and don't act like you have never seen the world. Isn't this embarrassing me as a scholar?"

Ying Zheng nodded, keeping his eyes on the paper in Zhang Qingyuan's hand.

"You walk towards this street, turn right after 500 meters, and after 300 meters, there is a shop selling the Four Treasures of the Study."

The three of them looked in the direction of Zhang Qingyuan's finger. This street stretches endlessly. There are places selling bamboo slips and brushes. The shadow knows it.

"You'll find out when you go and have a look. You can buy this paper for only a dozen cents. If you buy more, it will be cheaper, understand?"

The three of them turned their heads to look at Zhang Qingyuan, nodded in a daze, thinking about what he said all the time, one piece only costs more than ten yuan, and it will be cheaper if you buy more...

It's only been two months, has this world become so big?

Ying Zheng didn't know how he signed and pledged, and then turned and left.

After walking halfway down the street, Ying Zheng was still in a daze, unable to believe it all the time in his mind.