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

The two quickly trotted towards the official road.

"It looks to me, sir, like a blacksmith's stove."

Fusu rubbed the side of his face, feeling that his ears were almost deafened just now.

"Correct."

"As I said before, waterwheels can be used to make weapons."

"It has been adjusted just now, and the forging will start after the iron material is hot."

Chen Qing pointed to the newly added components on the waterwheel and explained their functions one by one.

"Wonderful."

"I actually asked Mr. to do it."

A very ingenious transformation device, with Daqin's technology and craftsmanship, it is not a problem at all.

But in the eyes of the old Qin people who have only been in contact with the waterwheel for a few days, this has completely exceeded their imagination.

Chen Qing picked a few soft leaves from the side of the road and tried to stuff them into his ears.

"Young master, here it is."

"Oh."

Fusu followed his example and plugged his ears, then happily followed behind him, walking towards the stove.

"Boss, the fire is lit."

"Do you want more coal?"

Li Yi turned around and asked a question, and suddenly found that an outsider was present, and his expression changed drastically.

"Tim."

Chen Qingman didn't care, and signaled Li Yi not to panic.

There are coal mines near Dai County, and the people call it Shi Nie.

At this time, its fuel function has not yet been developed, and it is mostly used as medicinal materials in folk prescriptions, or as carving materials for craftsmen.

Chen Qing was overjoyed when he found out, and regarded it as an untold secret in the copper and iron shop.

Of course, it doesn't matter now.

"Sir, did they add Shi Nie to the furnace?"

Fusu watched cautiously for a moment, then turned around and asked suspiciously.

"You know this thing?"

Chen Qing was slightly surprised.

If I remember correctly, there is no record of large-scale coal mining before the Han Dynasty.

Among the people of Daqin, only a small number of people who have seen it know its name.

"Ah."

Fusu nodded seriously.

"In the northern suburbs of Xianyang, the well water dug from several villages is black."

"The local people went to the government, and later discovered that there are a large number of stone mines underground."

"Because this thing is not very useful, those wells were sealed up later."

Chen Qing almost dropped his jaw in shock: "Is there a coal mine in Xianyang City?"

"If the coal mine you mentioned is Shi Nie, there is indeed one."

Fusu nodded: "The people are worried that the well water is poisonous, causing people to panic. Later, when I heard about it, I went to check it out."

"The black stone dug out of that well is exactly the same as the one here."

He pointed to the coals piled on top of the charcoal fire and said.

"There is coal in Xianyang, haha, hahahaha!"

Chen Qing suddenly laughed out loud.

"God bless Da Qin!"

"It's too coincidental."

"Hahahaha!"

Xianyang has coal, and the Weihe River runs through it.

As long as iron ore is found upstream, how many weapons can't be made?

The Bronze Age is coming to an end, and the Iron Age is coming!

"Sir, why are you so..."

Fusu was in doubt.

"Young master, Daqin is about to send out!"

Chen Qing patted him heavily on the shoulder: "With waterwheels and coal mines, it's hard for Daqin not to develop!"

Fusu asked uncertainly: "You mean, this Shi Nirvana is very important?"

"Of course it matters!"

"This is black gold."

"You'll find out what it's for later."

Chen Qing didn't explain much, and ordered the craftsman to lift the blower over, aim it at the fire and start blowing air.

Blowers existed decades ago, not a technology he brought over from later generations.

Sometimes Chen Qing had to sigh with emotion that if the ancestors were strong, it would indeed save the traverser a lot of energy.

He felt that he was unlucky. Before traveling to the troubled times, he didn't have a golden finger.

But think about it from another angle, if you travel to a certain black continent where you starve to death and don’t farm the land, or die of thirst and don’t dig wells, then it’s really called every day should not be done, and the land is not working.

Even if you have the ability to reach the sky, if no one cooperates and executes it, if you lie down and hang yourself in the sun every day, you can't help but stare.

"Shi Nie seems to be on fire."

"Can this thing be ignited?"

Fusu was surprised to see that the lower part of the coal had turned red, while the upper part was still a dark stone.

"Not only can it burn, but it can also provide higher heat."

"My lord, this thing can not only be used to smelt copper and iron, but it can also be used for cooking and heating for the common people in winter."

"In addition to being difficult to ignite, it is much better than firewood."

Chen Qing said with a smile: "Since the coal mines in the northern suburbs of Xianyang stretch across several villages, they must be big mines."

"Da Qin picked up the treasure!"

Fusu was stunned for a long time before revealing a look of joy: "So that's the case. I'll report to my father immediately to mine Shi Nie."

In fact, he didn't need to go back to report, the first emperor was already on his way.

Half an hour ago.

"His Majesty!"

Zhao Chong hurriedly ran into the inner palace.

Ying Zheng sipped tea with Concubine Zheng in the garden and talked.

Usually at this time, he would have already started reviewing the memorial.

But since Chen Qing told him to pay attention to rest, Emperor Shihuang handed over some of the memorials to Fusu to review first.

If necessary, let him handle it.

This greatly reduces the workload.

"Why so panic?"

Ying Zheng asked a question with a calm expression on his face.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, thunder suddenly fell outside the city, and it continued continuously."

"The people around are in a panic, and it has become a mess."

"The Department of Internal History has sent troops to suppress it and ordered the residents of the city not to go out."

"Little man..."

Before Zhao Chong finished speaking, Emperor Shi Huang interrupted him: "Where is Chen Qing?"

"This……"

Zhao Chong recalled: "Chen Zhonghou seems to have taken office. But...the villain really doesn't know what's going on, so I'm going to order someone to investigate."

Since Chen Qing was dismissed as an official, Heibingtai sent two people to follow him in the name of assistants, so Zhao Chong really didn't need to keep an eye on him every day.

"Is this still worth checking?"

"The sky is sunny and there is no rain, so where is the continuous thunderstorm?"

"It must be Chen Qing's commotion."

"Let's go, my widow, go and have a look."

Ying Zheng put down his teacup angrily.

"Aifei wait a moment, I will return as soon as I go."

Concubine Zheng smiled softly: "The country's important affairs are important, your majesty should go and get busy."

Yu Jia came out of the palace, and the street became more empty the further he went.

At the same time, the loud noise of thump, thud, became more and more clear.

Ying Zheng stood on the chariot, curiously looking in the direction of the sound.

He has already confirmed that Chen Qing probably did it in all likelihood.

But what exactly caused such a big commotion has not yet been known.

After bypassing the city gate, Yujia continued to advance along the Wei River.

The garrison in charge of guarding the palace unconsciously slowed down.

The dull loud noise, from a long distance, makes people feel the shocking power in it.

"My lord, do you want to try it yourself?"

Chen Qing pulled out a red-hot iron rod from the fire, seeing Fusu staring at it intently, he asked casually.

"Is this... okay?"

Fusu is also very courageous.

Besides, he understands the principle of forging equipment, so he is naturally not as afraid as the craftsmen.

"Why not, let me demonstrate to you."

Chen Qing stood in front of the anvil, and when the hammer was raised, he quickly placed it on it.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, and the ground trembled twice.

In addition to the buzzing in Chen Qing's ears, his right hand was so numb that he could barely hold the iron rod.

Good guy!

What a strength!

With just one click, the first half of the iron rod has turned into a long discus.

Chen Qing quickly stretched his arm forward, allowing the second half of it to fit onto the anvil completely.

Boom!