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

Recently, the court has been calm, and even Li Si didn't dare to find trouble with him easily.

Who else can figure out what kind of moth?

"Sir, today a skilled craftsman presented a pedal flour mill."

"Its object is ingeniously conceived, and I don't know how much less effort it takes than pushing a mill."

"I tried it on purpose, and it really works."

Fusu said excitedly.

"Oh?"

"Pedal grinder?"

When Chen Qing heard the name, he knew intuitively that it was for him.

I have never heard of this thing in history, and he just made a water mill, and then someone offered it, what else could it be if it wasn't for himself?

"Come on, take me to see it."

Chen Qing didn't care about eating anymore, so he dragged Fusu away.

"Sir, I think this thing can be used to fill the vacancy of the water mill and the wind mill."

"The world is vast, and there is always a place where there is no water and the wind is weak."

"If it can be generalized, the people of Daqin will no longer have to worry about grinding noodles."

Fusu said expectantly.

Chen Qing turned his head and said, "Young master, don't get too excited. I'll take a look at the things before I talk about it."

In the back garden of the First Emperor.

A strong craftsman stood on the pedal, squeaking up and down.

The stone mill spun slowly, grinding out fine white flour.

"Hahaha."

"I have countless skillful craftsmen in the Great Qin Dynasty. From the perspective of few people, they are a little more clever than that water mill."

"How much can this pedal noodle grinder produce in a day?"

Ying Zheng looked back and forth several times, and Longyan was delighted.

A large wooden box, plus a stone mill.

It seems that the structure is very simple, and people's legs are always much stronger than their arms.

Coupled with the weight of the person itself, it is more labor-saving and easier to use than ordinary stone mills.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, if two people work shifts, there will always be five hundred catties of this thing for grinding flour a day."

The craftsman answered cautiously.

"Five hundred catties..."

Ying Zheng's face quickly collapsed.

Not even a fraction of a water mill is enough.

But the victory lies in Xiao Qiao, who finally managed to win the round.

"Chen Qing, you came just in time."

"The craftsmen of Daqin have created a new thing, can you still see it?"

There was a little complacency in Ying Zheng's tone.

Chen Qing sighed secretly.

When will you be able to correct your stubbornness?

I am a traveler after 2000, what have I not seen?

No matter how powerful the craftsmen of Daqin are, can they still compare to the accumulation of civilization in 2000 years?

When several Mohist disciples heard Chen Qing's name, they looked at him curiously, and then winked at each other.

"Is this the pedal grinder?"

A big boxy wooden box with a stone mill on it.

Two long rods protrude from the bottom, and the end is made into a flat spoon shape.

The craftsman is stepping on the pedal hard, driving the stone mill to rotate round and round.

"Hey, yes."

Chen Qing couldn't help but take a second look.

At least in this era, the maker of this item already has a simple concept of product and packaging.

If the transmission is exposed, as long as the brain is not too stupid, you can figure out the principle by reading it a few times.

But he chose to wrap everything in a wooden box, and he suddenly looked much taller.

"Chen Qing, how about this thing, why don't you tell me?"

Ying Zheng held his head high, feeling very happy in his heart.

It's just a hydraulic mill, and my Daqin's skilled craftsmen are even better.

He had been upset with Chen Qing's arrogance for a long time.

But I can kill but I'm not willing to kill, I can't let go of it, and I still feel panicked every day if I stay by my side.

It is also a good thing to be able to suppress his arrogance a little bit and let him understand that Da Qin is not incompetent.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask... is the surname of the maker of this thing Geng?"

Chen Qing bowed and asked.

"???"

"How do you ask such a question?"

Ying Zheng didn't understand what he meant.

Chen Qing talked eloquently: "In the era of the later Weichen, there was a craftsman, nicknamed Handicraft Geng. He didn't make any useful things. He preferred to make some weird things, which filled the house and couldn't be sold."

"This foot grinder has a handmade style."

"That's why I mistakenly thought that he, like me, came to the Great Qin Dynasty."

Ying Zheng's complexion quickly became cloudy, and his chest heaved violently.

This is a precursor to his murder.

Fu Su hurriedly said: "Why did you say that, sir? I have used the treadle flour grinder before, why don't you try it first before talking."

Chen Qing shook his head: "I know it without trying it, it must be a waste."

"This lord!"

A craftsman blushed and walked over with his head held high.

Regardless of the fact that Emperor Shi Huang and Young Master Fusu were both there, he bowed and said, "This thing was carefully crafted by us, and it can grind five hundred catties of flour every day. I don't know where it comes from, my lord, when you talk about trash?"

Chen Qing smiled playfully, staring at the other party without speaking.

Do these guys look familiar?

Where did it come from? You have to compete with me.

"Why are you silent, my lord?"

"The noodle grinder is in operation. Your lord has neither watched it nor tried it. It seems inappropriate to slander us out of thin air."

The Mohist disciple said neither humble nor overbearing.

Seeing that Emperor Shi Huang didn't stop him, the rest couldn't help but speak.

"It grinds flour quickly and saves effort. Please try it before you can tell whether it is useful or not."

"Although grassroots people are not as powerful as adults, they are also people who rely on their ability to make a living."

"If every family has this thing, they don't even need to use the water mill. Wouldn't it be much more convenient to grind flour at home than to carry it to the river?"

Chen Qing smiled coldly.

"You are not convinced?"

"My lord, I can't wait!"

"Dissatisfied!"

"Dissatisfied!"

The disciple of the Mo family replied forcefully, glaring at him angrily.

The more skilled the craftsman, the heavier the arrogance.

Chen Qing came up without saying a word, and concluded that they had created a waste without evidence. Who would not be angry if it was changed?

"Okay, then I will convince you."

He walked forward, walked around the wooden box, found a delicate clasp, and stretched out his hand to open it.

Exquisite and complex transmission parts are crowded in it, making Chen Qing suddenly have the illusion that he has come to the age of steam.

Ying Zheng and Fu Su also walked over curiously.

Seeing that the structure inside is so complicated, I can't help showing surprise.

"Your Majesty saw it."

"This thing is complicated to make. I don't know how many materials and man-hours will be consumed. The cost must be high."

"And it only grinds [-] catties of flour every day, is it worth it?"

"Master Fusu told me when he came here that he hoped that every household in Daqin could have this thing."

"Ugh……"

"They can't even afford ordinary stone mills. Where can they get the money to buy such complicated and sophisticated things?"

Fusu couldn't help lowering her head in shame.

That's it!

It's because he thought too simply.

Chen Qing went on to say: "The more complex and delicate something is, the easier it is to damage. Although the hydraulic mill made by Weichen is crude, it is easy to repair and replace."

"This pedal grinder..."

"Unless the craftsmanship of the craftsman is extremely superb, I am afraid that even the parts inside will not be imitated."

"I don't dare to say too much. There are people as skillful as you in the world. I'm afraid you can't pick one or two out of a hundred."

"Daqin's industrial foundation is not enough to manufacture high-strength delicate components."

"I dare say that if your pedal noodle grinder is used continuously for less than a month, it will definitely be damaged!"

"Even if there are three or five hundred units, if they break down together, they won't be able to repair you if you are split into eight pieces."

The disciples of the Mohist school all changed color.

They didn't expect Chen Qing to be so knowledgeable that he could see the shortcomings of the pedal noodle grinder at a glance.

"It is expensive, difficult to maintain, and the output is many times lower than that of a hydraulic mill."

"Aside from looking a bit bluffing, what is it if it's not trash?"

Chen Qing asked loudly.

The disciples of the Mo family lowered their heads in embarrassment, not knowing how to defend themselves.

Ying Zheng was already furious: "Come on!"

"Drag them out and let them die!"

"Zhao Chong, you must find out the mastermind behind it. If you want to live, you want to see the person, and if you die, you want to see the corpse!"

"The widow wants to see who is so courageous."