Crossing town house man and wife

Nothing can be done overnight, even with the formula of the mercury mirror in hand, Wu Ming couldn't make the mercury mirror on the same day.

The reason is simple, this year there is tin, but not tin foil.

The biggest use of tin in this era is as an alloying element, which is mixed with copper to make bronze.People in this day and age neither had the custom of burning paper nor used silver as currency. They were buried with real gold and precious jade, so there was no need for fakes made of tin foil to fill in the money.

Wu Ming didn't know how to make tin foil either. When he first came into contact with the handicraft industry, this kind of thing could be seen everywhere, and he could buy it with money, just like quicklime.Wu Ming knew the uses of quicklime and how to use it, but if he was asked to make some quicklime—excuse me, what the hell is that?

So, after walking around the glass workshop, Wu Ming turned to Luo Daozi, planning to borrow a blacksmith.

After tossing with Luo Daozi all afternoon, the tin foil that he made was not so thin as to satisfy Wu Ming.

Seeing that it was getting late, if he didn't go back, he would have to stay outside the city for the night. Wu Ming finally left the tin foil as a subject for Luo Daozi to study, and followed Yao back to the Sheriff's Mansion.

On the way back, Yao Zhong finally couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked Wu Ming what he wanted to do.

Wu Ming was too lazy to explain to him what a chemical reaction is, and directly took out the silver mirror he made a while ago.

Taking advantage of Yan Heng's busy schedule, Wu Ming quietly went to the dowry courtyard twice, trimmed the mirror into a round shape, and matched it with a very wealthy pure gold casing.

The dowry courtyard has long been regarded as a secret base by Wu Ming, and he will decorate it when he is free.Today, the layout inside is comparable to the workshop of his later generations, except that the tools are too simple, there is neither an electric drill nor a machine tool, and even the vernier calipers are Wang Mang's version.

But a pure gold shell does not require any complicated procedures. It can be completed by carving a mold and melting the gold once in a crucible.

Yao Zhong didn't pay attention to the outer shell, and was taken aback by the figure reflected in the mirror when he took it.

"This is……"

"You yourself!" Wu Ming rolled his eyes, "Isn't the bronze mirror also shining like this?"

"How can the bronze mirror be so... so..." Yao Zhong found that he couldn't find words to describe his shock at the moment.

"Don't be so and so, just think about whether this thing can make money." Wu Ming said.

"How could it be possible not to make money!" Yao Zhong's expression had changed from shock to surprise, and he played with the mirror in his hand repeatedly, first taking pictures of people, and then starting to take pictures of objects.

But according to the mirror, Yao Zhong pointed the mirror at himself again, staring at the scar on his face.

Yao Zhong stretched out his hand unconsciously, touched the horrible centipede-like mark, and quickly laughed at himself: "This scar is scarier than I imagined."

"Compared to Gao Yang's face, you are nothing at all." Wu Ming pouted disapprovingly.

Yao Zhong's movements froze, but he quickly settled down, raised his head and asked Wu Ming, "Madam, have you really seen Gao Yang?"

"Didn't the sheriff tell you?" Wu Ming asked back.

"I've said it, but I'm a little surprised." Yao Zhong said, "The two fainted guards neither smelled the fragrance nor suffered serious injuries. They seemed to have fallen asleep without knowing it, and there was no abnormality after that..."

"I thought that a person like you who does dirty work full-time should be very aware of the importance of closing your eyes and listening." Wu Ming interrupted blankly, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, and, you think you asked , will I say it? Next, do you want to ask me what I said to Gao Yang?"

"I overstepped." Yao Zhong hurriedly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Wu Ming snorted and didn't answer any more.

Yao Chong's eyes rolled, and he continued: "Actually, Xiaolang Gao is much luckier than me, at least he doesn't have to worry about the scars on his face anymore."

"If you think death is luckier than life..." Wu Ming pouted, "I don't mind giving you a ride."

"Madam was joking." Before Yao Chong could finish his sentence, he was startled by Wu Ming's half-smile expression, and he hurriedly gave a sarcasm, and changed his words, "No, it's me——I was joking."

Wu Ming snorted and asked, "Gao Yang has... been dealt with?"

Wu Ming cut his throat.

"Return to Madam, I will throw it into the moat the next day." Yao Zhong was not afraid of Wu Ming's questioning, so he immediately replied, "Madam, don't worry, as you said just now, Yao Zhong, I am a dirty job. He is the best at this kind of thing, and will never leave any trouble for the lord."

"It's too late, don't go too far, and you'll end up making a mess of 300 taels without silver here." Wu Ming said indifferently.

Wu Ming couldn't sympathize with Gao Yang.He didn't know what happened in the last life, but in this life, he didn't find any involvement between Yan Heng and Gao Yang.That is to say, if Gao Yang doesn't come to ask for anything to continue his relationship, he can be his Gao family's young man safely.The current encounter is just a response to the word "death".

Wu Ming himself has done a lot of things to die, so he has always respected the right of others to die.But as a forerunner who never returns on the road of death, he really wants to warn every junior who is dying or wants to die——

If you don't die, you may not die, but if you dare to die, you must dare to die.

If you don't even have the guts to die, then be honest and don't do it.

When I returned to the city, all the women queuing outside the city had disappeared. I don't know if it was time or it was over.

That night, Wu Ming and Yan Heng talked about it while chatting on the bed, and asked who was in charge of it.

Wu Ming was actually just surprised that so many women came to apply for the job.

Although the atmosphere in the north has never been as conservative as that in the Central Plains, it is nothing new for women from poor families to show their faces.But this time, after all, they are out to work and have to sign a contract. Are these women afraid of accidentally signing a contract of prostitution and being harmed by others?How did the guy in charge of this matter convince them?

"The young lady of the He family is in charge of this matter." Wu Ming was slightly taken aback by Yan Heng's answer.

"Which girl from the He family?" Wu Ming blinked, then remembered, "Your cousin? Uh, no, is she cousin? Or should I be called female cousin?"

"What a mess." Yan Heng pinched Wu Ming's cheek helplessly, "Men can't do wool spinning, so they can only find women. I originally planned to find two aunts from the house to take care of it, but He Qianqian didn't expect it." He took the initiative to ask Ying to take over the matter."

"Judging from your tone, you should be doing well?" Wu Ming asked with raised eyebrows.

"Indeed." Yan Heng nodded, "I had a headache where to place so many women, but she sent the wool directly to those peasant women, let them spin it and send it to the city, and then settled the wages according to the quantity. This saves the trouble of management, and also frees those peasant women from worrying about the future, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

"It's quite capable!" Wu Ming was a little surprised. It's pretty good for a woman in this era to come up with such an idea similar to an OEM. "What about the spinning wheel? Not every household has a spinning wheel, right?" ?”

Even if there was, given that standardized operations have been annihilated in history with the death of the first emperor, the size and specifications of these spinning wheels may not be the same. The wool spun must be thick and thin. The fabric, and the finished product is likely to be thin or thick.

"People who don't have spinning wheels can't do this." Yan Heng took it for granted.

Ugh--

How should I explain to people of this age what assembly line, standardization and production efficiency are?

Wu Ming sighed heavily.

Yan Heng saw that his expression didn't look like he was approving, so he immediately took him into his arms and asked, "You don't think this is good?"

Wu Ming thought for a while, then asked back: "Do you know how the First Emperor made weapons back then?"

Yan Heng was taken aback for a moment, hesitated for a while before nodding hesitantly, "I know something."

"What do you think is the difference between wool spinning and weapon making?" Wu Ming continued to ask.

"Of course there is..." Yan Heng wanted to say that there was a world of difference between the two, but he stopped abruptly as soon as he spoke.

Wu Ming has never been aimless, and compared with weapon manufacturing, He Qianqian's method is indeed too casual.It's just that wool is not a valuable item. Even if those peasant women take the wool but can't spin wool, it won't bring them much loss.

By the way, there is also the issue of confidentiality...

As soon as he changed his mind, Yan Heng put the issue of secrecy behind him.

Wool weaving is so simple that a woman who is good at weaving can tell how it is made just by looking at it, and there is no possibility of keeping it secret.What's more, the shepherd in the north will not help them keep the secrets. He can't buy live sheep every year, and it's time to buy wool next year.

"Do you have a better way?" Yan Heng asked immediately.

"Not necessarily better, but it's definitely more efficient." Wu Ming yawned, "Let's do it this way, let the carpenter make ten defense carts and ten looms according to the drawings I gave, and then transfer twenty looms from the mansion. Give me a maid, but I will ask Aunt Lao to help me choose who to use."

"Yes." Yan Heng immediately agreed.

Early the next morning, Wu Ming first called Yao Zhong over and asked him to help keep an eye on the tinfoil.

But as soon as Yao Zhongren came over, Wu Ming was stunned by the extra brass mask on his face.

"Who are you?" Wu Ming immediately asked with staring eyes.

Yao Chong coughed softly, "Madam, don't play tricks on me, of course I am Yao Zhong."

"Who knows you are Yao Zhong with such a ghost thing on your face?" Wu Ming rolled his eyes.

"This is better than scaring people during the day." Yao Zhong made a gesture of spreading his hands to express his helplessness, "I took a look in the mirror with my wife yesterday, and I realized how disgusting I am now, so I thought of a way to redeem it. So as not to continue to shock the world."

Yao Zhong's copper mask is the kind that covers the whole face, only holes are left on the eyes and nostrils, and his speech is humming. In Wu Ming's opinion, this appearance is really better than that scar Even more terrifying.

"Go back and get another one!" Wu Ming said, "Just cover the place you want to cover, there's no need to cover your entire face!"

"No!" Yao Zhong accepted the order solemnly.

The corner of Wu Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and instead of talking nonsense with him, he directly explained the purpose of calling him here, and then asked him to prepare more tin and mercury.

After hearing this, Yao Zhong immediately said, "I went back last night and thought about it. The tinfoil matter is actually easy to solve—the blacksmith doesn't understand what you want, but the goldsmith must know."

"Goldsmith?" Wu Ming was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized, "You mean gold leaf!"

"Exactly." Yao nodded heavily, "From your description, the two should only be made of different materials, and the rest are similar, and they are both the same foil characters. Presumably they can be made by the same method."

"Yes, definitely!" Wu Ming nodded, "I'll leave this matter to you first, and by the way, two craftsmen who are suitable for making mirrors - you don't need to know how to make glass, but you must be honest and reliable. The way to make mirrors But it must be kept absolutely secret!"

"Madam, is there something else?" Yao Chong asked sensitively, "Don't you need my help?"

"No need." Wu Ming shook his head, "You are not suitable for women's work."

Yao Zhong was taken aback.

"About wool." Wu Ming knew that he would have to get to the bottom of it again, so he simply explained, "The sheriff previously handed over the matter of wool spinning to He Qianqian, but although He Qianqian's methods can benefit the common people, the sheriff's As far as the government is concerned, it is... not effective enough."

After finishing speaking, Wu Ming sighed quietly.

As expected, people are determined by their buttocks.