Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

Chen Qing walked towards him with a smile: "Your Highness, the time has not yet come, why did you admit defeat?"

Fusu bowed and saluted sincerely: "It's this palace who has shallow knowledge and makes me laugh."

"In your opinion, the iron sand in the river is of excellent quality and so widely distributed."

"From then on, Daqin will no longer have to worry about iron deficiency."

"It's really a blessing for the country."

Chen Qing shook his head: "You can't just rely on the iron sand in the river. If you want to smelt iron on a large scale, the output will definitely not be able to keep up. And it will damage the environment. If we do this, we will have to cry together."

"But it's okay to solve the urgent need."

"When the era of giant ships and cannons comes, overseas mines will be available everywhere."

He grabbed a handful as a sample, and shook the rest on the river beach.

"Your Highness, let's go."

"As long as the common people know about this method, the price of magnets will inevitably skyrocket."

"There are countless people rolling iron by the river in Jieshi. As long as the government buys it at a fair price, the common people can have another way of making money."

Chen Qing looked down on such small profits and had no intention of intervening.

"Ah."

Fusu nodded, with a hint of approval appearing in his eyes.

"By the way, I have to do one more thing."

Chen Qing hesitated for a while, and walked towards the people watching the fun with a cheeky face.

"Oh, it's a fortune!"

"There are so many iron sands in the sand by the river!"

"I used a magnet to suck it casually, and I actually gained more than ten catties!"

"Hahaha, if you smoke it for a day, you will have at least a thousand or eight hundred catties!"

"For a year and a half, isn't it rich and incomparable!"

Wealth moves people's hearts.

Chen Qing yelled, and the onlookers all stared wide-eyed.

He raised up the iron sand in his hand: "Look, this is the iron sand I sucked!"

"None of you are allowed to rob me, I've taken this place!"

The people suddenly showed anger.

You took it?

Da Qinlun gets the final say on you!

Some clever ones sneaked away from behind the crowd and ran home.

Iron sand can be sucked out with a magnet on the river beach, and there is huge profit in it!

There was a big fool who didn't know how to hide, but revealed the truth.

Hurry up to gather relatives and friends, come and suck iron!

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It is human nature to join in the fun, Chen Qing has a loud voice, and people gather from all directions.

Therefore, the figures of a dozen running away were particularly conspicuous.

Chen Qing smiled, went back and told the coachman to drive the horse to suck for another half an hour, so that the people in Xianyang City could see it clearly.

"Sir, if you do this, I'm afraid that the people will not want to cultivate."

Fusu sighed worriedly.

"His Royal Highness really thinks that the people in Guizhou Headquarters can make great profits with this?"

Chen Qing disagreed.

Facing Fusu's puzzled eyes, he explained: "It's okay to say here in Xianyang, after all, it is the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the laws are strict and no one can act recklessly."

"When we get to the local area, there are all kinds of rogues and powerful landlords. What kind of stuff are they?"

"Occupy the river bank and monopolize iron ore mining."

"Or... leasing magnets at a high price, but forcing the people to sell the iron sand at a low price, in order to make huge profits."

"Throughout the ages, rentiers have always won ordinary people!"

Chen Qing sighed rather embarrassingly.

Fu Su frowned and thought for a moment, although he was unwilling to accept it, he had to admit that what he said was the truth.

"Does that gentleman think that there is a solution to this situation?"

"Of course there is."

Chen Qing smiled heartily and said: "My minister has long said that the country and the country are like a big tripod."

He made a gesture of opening the cauldron cover: "For us, it is no different from a gluttonous feast."

"Great delicacies, gourmet delicacies, the best parts you can ask for."

"When we have almost caught, the leftovers will be divided among the lower-level officials and landlords."

"After that, there is barely enough soup to feed some people."

"The lowest level criminals, slaves, wildlings..."

"Just follow the smell. Whether you can survive or not depends on whether your life is hard enough."

Fusu's face was tangled, and he lowered his head sadly.

The officials and officials of the Manchu Dynasty, who speak the truth from the moment they open their mouths, talk about etiquette and morality in an extravagant way.

No one can frankly admit the reality of class society exploitation like Chen Qing.

"We wait for the benefits of the people, and we should relieve their worries."

"Your Highness, are you willing to have simple food and simple food every day, with coarse clothes and short brown clothes?"

Chen Qing smiled jokingly.

Fu Su sighed: "If everyone in the world can have food and clothing, this palace is like this, and I will be happy."

"Hahaha!"

Chen Qing pointed at him and laughed loudly: "If you want, the Crown Princess may not be able to, and His Majesty will not allow it."

"Besides, delicacies from mountains and seas are there. If you don't eat them, others will covet them."

"Is there any reason for me to hand over to others?"

"The only thing we can do is to make this pot of soup bigger."

"Even if the essence is taken, the rest is enough to feed the people. There is even some soup left over, so they can also taste the meat."

Chen Qing patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Your Highness, don't worry, life will get better."

The people's attention was all attracted by the scene of the magnet attracting iron, and the two walked around leisurely, untied another ragged horse, and ordered people to report back to the government.

The four imperial carriages drove them straight to the iron smelting workshop.

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There are still two or three miles away from the destination, and there is already a faint smell of rotten eggs in the air.

Suddenly, a large cloud of white mist rises from the mountains and fields, changing into various shapes under the blowing of the north wind, and then gradually disperses.

"Sir, is there something wrong with the iron smelting workshop?"

Fusu looked into the distance worriedly.

"Probably...not."

"It looks like water vapor."

Chen Qing couldn't help wondering, the movement of steel quenching wasn't that big, was it?

It wasn't until I got close to Fusu that I realized that the iron smelting workshop was much more lively than the last time I came here.

In the desolate mountains and fields, horse-drawn carriages flowed continuously, transporting materials back and forth.

On one side of the river, there are endless grass sheds.

The shirtless craftsman wore a dirty and greasy leather skirt, sweating profusely as he swung the hammer, forging the red iron material to the ground and splashing sparks.

Although the warehouses, living areas, and processing sites are rough and crude, the general framework has been set up.

"I didn't expect it to go so fast."

"Mr. is indeed a good method."

Fusu couldn't help but praised in relief.

"I didn't do anything."

Chen Qing said with a smile: "It's just that when Tian Zhou received the supplies, he nodded and stamped his seal. When he had any ideas, Wei Chen let him go and do it."

"That's all."

Fusu stared at him blankly, and after a while showed a bitter smile.

What a 'let it go'!

He couldn't help but think of the sentence that Zhao Chong recorded earlier, 'The power of the working people is infinite'.

How many officials are there who are aware of this, have the courage and courage to let craftsmen play their role, and dare to take responsibility for them?

On a flat open space, Tian Zhou was busy running with his fellow disciples.

He didn't know that the prince and Chen Qing were here until someone reminded him.

"See His Royal Highness."

"I have seen Chen Fuling."

Tian Zhou didn't care to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and hurried over to salute.

Along with them, there were more than a dozen craftsmen from Qin Mo, as well as Lu and He, and four or five resentful alchemists.

"Brother Tian, ​​what are you busy with?"

"I see it looks like a section of pipe over there."

"Could it be that you want to get tap water?"

Chen Qing jumped out of the carriage and joked with a smile.

For this little genius of the big Qin, he would not be surprised by what the other party did.

"Tap water?"

Tian Zhou was stunned for a moment: "The villain does have the idea of ​​using waterwheels to fetch water from the Weihe River, but a fired pottery pipe will do. It takes a lot of work to make this copper pipe, and it's really overkill to transport water."

Chen Qing asked curiously: "Then what are you going to use it for?"

Tian Zhou was in high spirits: "Earlier you said that the wind blown into the furnace by the blower was too cold, and the iron material finally burned up to a high temperature, and was blown down again by it."

"If you want to smelt good iron, you must find a way to turn cold wind into hot wind."

"The villain thinks about it day and night, and it is true."

"But leather and wood can't stand the heat. If you want to convey hot air, you have to use copper, iron, masonry and stone as materials."

"Master knew that I was in trouble, so he specially sent my brothers to help me."

"I waited and thought for a long time, and finally came up with some stupid solutions."

Chen Qing asked curiously: "Tell me, what did you do with your stupid method?"

Tian Zhou's expression was both excited and regretful.

He pointed to the scattered copper pipes behind him: "The previous blower was directly connected to the furnace by a ceramic pipe. It was less than ten feet long, and the wind was sucked in by the leather valve, so the air was cooled."