my grandfather was qin shi huang

my eyes……

Zhao Ying couldn't help but take a deep breath and suppress the excitement in his heart.

Got stronger!

Not only the physical strength, speed, and memory ability, but also your own eyes!

He even doubted that if his body continued to strengthen, he would one day have eyes like an eagle.

Ten times the vision!

However, even now, it is still far from that level, but for normal people, it is already incredible.

He took a deep breath and once again focused all his energy on the target dozens of meters away.

The bull's-eye became crystal clear again.

At this time, Jing was unaware of the changes in Zhao Ying. He was meticulously emphasizing the key points that needed to be paid attention to in archery.

"Remember to continue to apply force on your arms, not too hard, and the force must be steady. Yes, just like this, keep the bow fully drawn, aim - when the three fingers that are holding the string are released, the movements must be decisive and Simply, keep your eyes, arrows and bullseye in balance..."

Not finished.

"Whoosh-"

Zhao Ying loosened his fingers, and the arrow in his hand shot out.

Then, in Xiong He's stunned eyes, he hit the target!

Two people:! ! ! ! ! !

It is not difficult to hit the target. Not to mention those who are good at riding and shooting. Even for a bear, shooting such a fixed target is almost a sure thing.

But the young master who had just started didn't even master the essentials of the movements. He was obviously a novice who rarely touched a bow.

Did this first arrow hit the bullseye?

Zhao Ying raised the bow and arrow in his hand with some regret.

"It's a pity. This bow is too soft. I don't dare to use it hard for fear of breaking..."

To be honest, I didn’t have a good bow, so I wasn’t very happy shooting just now.

Xiong and Jingshuang suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

Zhao Ying smiled and said nothing more.

Instead, he grabbed the long bow and closed his eyes slightly. For a moment, time seemed to be stretched, and every detail of drawing the bow and shooting arrows emerged in his mind one by one, every detail.

Never forget!

From the strength of his arms to the subtle touches of his fingers, he was constantly adjusting silently. At first, he was surprised and wanted to step forward to help Zhao Ying adjust his movements again, but when he saw this, he silently stopped again.

Even from his perspective, Young Master Ying's movements were almost impeccable, except that they looked a bit jerky.

Such terrible learning ability!

Just when he was shocked, he saw Zhao Ying, who had been standing there quietly, suddenly raising the long bow in his hand.

With one stone, a strong bow can be fully drawn in an instant.

Whoosh!

The arrow was like a shooting star, stabbing firmly at the bullseye in the distance again.

Before they could marvel, they saw Zhao Ying frown slightly, shook his head gently, and closed his eyes again. The two looked at each other and remained silent in a very tacit understanding, not daring to disturb Zhao Ying in this state. Ying.

In this way, Zhao Ying stood there as if there was no one, and from time to time he would take a bow and shoot an arrow. Although he would occasionally miss the target at first, when the second arrow followed, Zhao Ying would consciously follow his own arrows. Make a mistake and adjust your posture.

shock:……

genius!

This is a true genius, a natural marksman!

At this time, even he himself did not notice that the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Ying no longer had the pride of a self-respecting marksman, but turned into true humility and awe.

He knew that even at this time, Zhao Ying's shooting skills were still far behind him, but he knew that the person in front of him would probably surpass him soon.

Then think of Zhao Ying's terrifying power.

He himself couldn't help but take a deep breath. If such a marksman went to the battlefield, he would be a terrifying killing machine.

Zhao Ying was like this, shooting arrow after arrow as if there was no one around.

The quiver behind him was empty, so he consciously offered another one. If he hadn't consumed too much and was interrupted by his own hunger state, he might have practiced for the rest of the day in one breath, and he would have been overwhelmed by the hunger in his stomach. Then he touched his belly and dropped the long bow in his hand.

Greet the bear and surprise.

"Let's go get something to eat and practice again later..."

Xiong Hejing:...

It's only been half a while, okay?

Just outrageous!

However, when I thought about it, it was normal for me to live a luxurious life as the grandson of the emperor!

When the two of them were on the Black Ice Terrace, they were always on missions, and sometimes they couldn't even get a bite of hot food for days and nights. But now, there's nothing wrong with being able to get some glory with the young master.

The kitchen manager, Zeng, has long been familiar with the habits of his young master, and has prepared meals long ago. Here, Zhao Ying has just washed up and changed clothes, and the meal has been delivered over there.

"Prepare two more sets of bowls and chopsticks——"

……

Originally, they thought it was outrageous to eat in a short time, but when they saw the food delivered by Zong, it felt even more outrageous.

It looks like there are almost more than 20 kilograms of mutton!

Five pounds of baked buns!

Plus a big bowl of porridge with shredded pork and vegetable leaves!

More than just luxury?

What a waste!

But when they saw Zhao Ying destroying all the food like a whirlwind, the two of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

This appetite is really scary.

Comparing it with his appetite, they suddenly felt that Zhao Ying's magical power was no longer normal.

It's just a stone lock weighing [-] kilograms, how normal it is!

"What, it's not to your liking?"

Zhao Ying drank the last mouthful of lean meat porridge comfortably, and found that Xiong and Jing were still looking at him stupidly. Knowing that they were frightened by his appetite, he couldn't help but feel funny.

"It suits the appetite, it suits the appetite..."

After saying that, the two of them realized that it was rude of them to stare at the young master while he was eating, and they hurriedly started eating.

After eating this, tears almost flowed down my face.

It's delicious!

Compared with this, can what I ate before be called rice?

Seeing that they were eating well, Zhao Ying was not in a hurry and waited for them slowly, digesting the food and carefully reviewing the basic essentials of archery.

Until out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a chubby figure, holding on to the courtyard door, looking over here as if playing hide-and-seek, but it was my little sister.

Not far behind her were several maids with helpless expressions.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but stood up, strode over, bent down and picked her up from the ground, pinched the little girl's chubby little face, and asked her with a smile.

"If you weren't following Grandma in the backyard, why did you come to Big Brother's side..."

"Lao Guo Guo, grandma is weaving cloth and won't play with Xixi..."

The little girl was complaining incoherently about Mi Ji's black condition, holding her chubby fingers, staring straight at the steaming cauldron next to her, her saliva almost flowing to her clothes.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but laugh.

This little greedy cat was most likely attracted by the aroma here and came here secretly.

He casually picked up the corner of the girl's clothes and wiped her saliva, then walked to the big cauldron and helped her fish out a small piece of plump and juicy lamb chops.

The little girl immediately forgot about the big pot and started slurping the mutton chops.

That eager and greedy look made Zhao Ying smile endlessly. Although this little girl looks cute and Zhao Ying likes her very much, he really doesn't have time to entertain children.

"Let's go, big brother will take you to play with grandma..."

Seeing Zhao Ying carrying Zhao Xi out of the yard, several maids standing at the door quickly bent down to salute, wanting to explain to the young master, Zhao Ying waved his hand.

"It's none of your business, go and do your business——"

Several maids then complained and dispersed.

When he came to the backyard, Zhao Ying found that in the middle of the outer room where his mother lived, there was a simple hand-operated spinning wheel. Auntie Miji was sitting there, shaking the wooden wheel with one hand and stroking the silk thread with the other. Spin seriously.

At this time, there were two spun spindles placed on the ground. The one on the spinning wheel also looked slightly bulging, indicating that it had obviously been spinning for a while.

Don't think it's exaggerated that Mi Ji, as Fusu's wife, spins yarn herself.

Let alone her, even the concubines in the harem can spin and weave normally.

Do you really think that the concubines in the harem are like the beauties in Du Mu's "Ode to the Abang Palace". They put on makeup, dress up, and tidy themselves up every day, just waiting for the favor of the First Emperor?

In fact, that is all an exaggeration. In ancient times, even the concubines in the palace had to participate in labor. The four virtues of women are women's virtue, women's speech, women's appearance, and women's merit. What do you think this merit is?

Basic skills like textile sewing and more!

Therefore, when you imagine Manli looking far away and looking away, he is most likely sitting on the ground spinning yarn, or weaving and weaving, while waiting eagerly for the arrival of the First Emperor.

Compared with ordinary people, they just turn this necessary skill forced by the pressure of life into a pastime to pass the time or occasionally get interested.

In the "Book of Rites and Monthly Orders", there are records of the emperor Zhou's concubines collecting mulberry and raising silkworms, and weaving and making clothes for the emperor.

In fact, Zhao Ying's predecessor had seen this scene before, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Grandma——"

Walking over with his little sister in his arms, Zhao Ying moved over curiously to observe carefully.

In his previous life, he had seen this old-fashioned spinning wheel in a museum, but this was the first time he saw someone spinning in person.

"Ying'er, my sister is looking for you to cause trouble again..."

Seeing this, Mi Ji stopped what she was doing, subconsciously stretched and moved her arms. Kneeling on the ground and spinning in a posture is actually quite hard. The arm that shakes the wooden wheel is better, but the arm that stretches the silk thread is more tiring because it has to be kept hanging in the air.

"No--"

Zhao Ying hugged the little girl who was holding the mutton ribs and chewing them, replied and asked casually.

"Why did grandma suddenly think of spinning..."

"There is a shortage of cloth in the treasury. Your eldest father has just issued an order to encourage women in the world to spin more yarn and weave more cloth. As a daughter-in-law, I naturally have to set an example..."

Having said this, Mi Ji smiled gently.

"Anyway, Aweng is not at home, so I am quite bored in my free time. Spinning and weaving are also good..."

Seeing Mi Ji subconsciously moving her arms while talking, Zhao Ying suddenly felt something in his heart and remembered the pedal spinning wheel and the large water-powered spinning wheel he had seen in the museum in his previous life.

The power to drive the spinning wheel comes from the hand. When operating, you need to shake the spinning wheel with one hand and do the spinning work with the other hand. The pedal-driven spinning wheel directly frees up hands, allowing spinners to use both hands to spin, and can even operate three or five spindles at the same time, directly increasing the spinning efficiency by more than five times.

The most exaggerated thing is that the large hydraulic spinning wheel that appeared in the Song and Yuan Dynasties could not only be driven by water power, freeing up part of the manpower, but could also drive dozens of spindles at the same time. Compared with the hand-operated spinning wheel, the efficiency could not be measured at all. The prototype of modern spinning mechanization.

Even compared with the later Jenny Spinning Machine, it is not far behind, and even outperforms it.

The pedal spinning wheel and the large water-powered spinning wheel, one is suitable for family work and the other is suitable for large-scale production, it seems that you can try to make them both.

"Grandma, it's too hard for you to spin like this, and the efficiency is too low. Maybe I can help you improve this spinning wheel. Well, I conservatively estimate that it can be ten to twenty times faster than what you are doing now..."

Zhao Ying said casually while recalling the memories in his mind.

Mi Ji looked up at Zhao Ying with some suspicion. Seeing that Zhao Ying didn't seem to be joking, she couldn't help but smile and joke.

"If you say you really have that ability, your eldest father will definitely be happy..."

Although she didn't believe that her son could really improve the spinning wheel that could increase the efficiency by ten to twenty times, it was good for her son to have this intention, so she had no intention of dampening Zhao Ying's enthusiasm.

Although Mi Ji's words were unintentional, when Zhao Ying heard them, he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

Use the favorability factor!

At this time, if we improve the spinning wheel and then the loom to help the First Emperor solve his urgent needs, wouldn't it be possible to gain a lot of favor in one go?

Do it when you think of it.

Zhao Ying put down the foodie girl who was holding on to the foodie girl who had been chewed to the bare bones and was reluctant to throw it away. He said hello to Mi Ji and hurried back to the study.

Thanks to his photographic memory, some of his memories from his previous life became somewhat clearer.

However, although he remembered the appearance of the pedal spinning wheel and the large water-powered spinning wheel, it was a bit difficult to draw. This thing is not a simple stone mill. The structure is a bit complicated. He only took sketching for three months in his previous life. At the level of the training class, trying to draw this thing is tantamount to wishful thinking.

He waved his hand to the steward of the house and asked him to go to the palace immediately and call for a palace painter.

The orders given by the young master of Mr. Fusu's residence are still very effective.

Especially since he has been running to the palace all the time during this period, and after the news about forcing his way into the palace without causing any trouble spread, his words have been very effective.

It's even easier to use than some princes.

Soon a thin, energetic palace painter followed the steward of the house and walked in.

"I've seen the young master——"

The old man saluted respectfully, and Zhao Ying smiled and nodded.

"No need to be polite, I invited you here today because I want you to help me draw two things..."

Although the court painter who came here didn't know what he wanted to paint, with the introduction of Zhao Ying's painting and the supply of cloth, he painted it there and used only a few minutes to paint it. After an hour, I had drawn the drawings of two things.

Looking at the familiar components on the finished painting, the elderly painter hesitated in his tone.

"Young Master, may I ask what exactly this thing we drew is? Why do I see that some places look similar to a spinning wheel..."

PS: This chapter is not suitable for separation. Let’s just post it as a two-in-one chapter. That’s it for today.