Auntie had already prepared the meal and the children were eating. Li Yue arranged her long hair like a waterfall and sat down.
Xiao Qingqing's appetite was particularly good today. She was holding a small spoon and carrying food into her mouth clumsily with both hands.
Li Lizhi and her younger brothers and sisters ate quietly.
After just one taste, Li Yue frowned.
Aunt Wang whispered: "Your Highness, is it not to your liking?"
Li Yue whispered: "Is there not enough salt at home?"
"Are you too lonely?"
She nodded slowly and looked at the bowl of porridge solemnly.
Zhang Yang ate happily, "It's salty and tangy."
Li Lizhi had just finished eating and put down the kuaizi, "Well, aunt's cooking is getting better and better."
"Your imperial sister's taste has become more and more intense these days." Zhang Yang picked up a salted duck egg, peeled the shell and put it into her bowl, "stir in the salted duck egg and eat it."
After taking a mouthful of porridge with salted duck eggs, Li Yue nodded, "Well, this is much better."
Compared with the calm Lishan Mountain, in the late autumn of Chang'an City, the sky has just opened up and Zhuque Street is very lively.
Pei Xuanji came to a house in Chang'an City. The house was located on a street corner of Tongshanfang. When passing through the lively Zhuque Street, it was still quiet here.
There are also many Buddhist disciples here. After the Shengguang Temple collapsed in a thunderstorm, many monks had nowhere to go and had to stay in the streets.
Looking at these monks with boredom, Pei Xuanji only wanted to marry a girl with the fifth surname, then enter an official career and become a member of a distinguished family.
When he pushed the door open, he saw Li Zhengzao reading books in the yard, and the old monk Huikang was sitting in the house meditating.
The purpose of coming here is to talk about the situation and the current situation.
The current situation is that early this morning, there were several carriages at the entrance of the village of Lishan. The carriages were filled with silver coins. After sending someone to inquire, they found out that there were a total of two hundred thousand coins. This was what Tian Khan wanted to buy Lishan papermaking technology.
Deposit money.
"Don't worry, if you want to marry a girl from the clan, I can do it with just one sentence." Li Zhengzao said leisurely.
As for the kind of woman he married, or whether she was a woman with children, it was not up to Pei Xuanji to choose.
There are too many people like him, and women with the fifth surname don't have to worry about getting married.
"Old sir, I sent someone to Lishan to inquire about the situation early this morning to pay my New Year's greetings. It is said that the order money was given by Tian Khan, and he gave me twice as much as we paid."
Hearing this, Li Zhengzao stroked his chest and felt a dull pain in his heart. Two hundred thousand dollars, this is not a small amount after all.
Pei Xuanji stood aside quietly, observing the other party's expression.
Monk Huikang in the room said: "It's only two hundred thousand guan. According to Lishan's intention, it will be given to whoever has more money."
After reciting the Buddha's name again, the monk continued: "Zhang Yang is a profit-seeking person. He will also destroy himself because of his greed. Everyone in this world has weaknesses, and he will not be an exception."
Li Zhengzao lost interest in reading and listened to the old monk's teachings. He put down the book in his hand and said, "I can't afford so much money."
Monk Huikang stood up, with a pious look on his face, closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, "As long as the money is more than the Khan of Heaven, it will be fine."
Li Zhengzao hesitated and said: "The one hundred thousand guan in Tongguan is already my entire family fortune."
"Buddhism can give out another 200,000 yuan, all for the sake of the world. The old monk will let the temples in various places arrange it."
Pei Xuanji looked at the expressions of the two of them. They seemed to be inseparable, each had their own thoughts and plans, and no one was convinced by the other.
Because of papermaking technology, Li Zhengzao joined forces with Buddhism to capture Lishan.
When Monk Huikang walked to the house, a group of monks outside quickly stood up with pious expressions on their faces.
"It is our duty to eliminate evil in the world. It is not that difficult to deal with Li Shan, especially Zhang Yang, who is easier to deal with."
As the old monk spoke, his voice became farther and farther away.
Pei Xuanji stood there and whispered: "Why does the old gentleman have to walk with these people?"
Li Zhengzao nodded and said, "Don't you think I can't see their intentions?"
"I understand that the old gentleman has no choice but to do this. He is burdened by family background and has no choice but to make this decision."
Li Zhengzao nodded and said: "I have always been poor, but they are the most greedy people!"
Pei Xuanji nodded slightly.
Lishan was the core figure in this transaction, and the only person who could decide who to sell the papermaking technology to was Zhang Yang.
And this person who has absolute power to make the decision is busy in his own greenhouse.
Li Yue helped plant radish seedlings, and her husband watered them with a kettle after each seedling was planted.
Zhang Yang's craftsmanship has always been very good. This kettle is uniquely made. The kettle has a long spout, and a pottery bowl is placed at the spout.
The husband sewed the pottery bowl shut and made some small holes. The water poured out was long and thin streams, which was very beautiful.
It is also a pleasant thing to hold this kind of kettle to water the vegetable seedlings.
Finally, the original flower seedling field was changed into a vegetable seedling field. Zhang Yang stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "There will be fresh vegetables to eat in winter."
Hearing this, Li Yue looked up at the sky and said, "Winter comes late this year, so we can plant more varieties."
The couple stood in the huge greenhouse, looking at the lush vegetable seedlings in front of them, and were very satisfied.
"Sister Huang! Brother-in-law! It's not good." Li Zhi hurried over, "Xiao Qingqing wants to burn all the drawings in brother-in-law's study."
"What?" Li Yue heard this and left quickly.
The couple came to their study room, where their daughter was sorting out pieces of paper.
Seeing that her parents were coming, she grinned and said, "Mom, my daughter wants to roast duck."
Li Yue reached out and hugged her, "If you eat duck every day, you will become a duck."
The daughter looked at her chubby hands, which were a little dirty from touching the ink on the paper. "My mother and my father had delicious food every day when I was young, and my daughter wants to eat it too."
"Let Auntie do it for you." Li Yue hugged her and stretched out his hand to pinch her fat face. "I will continue to learn how to hold a pen and write today. You are not allowed to enter your father's study in the future."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She looked at the study reluctantly, "There is so much paper that can be used to make a fire."
Li Yue said again: "There is no shortage of paper at home. You can't touch the paper in the study."
After washing her daughter's hands, her expression became a little more stern. Xiao Qingqing drooped her face and had no choice but to continue writing.
Zhang Yang walked into his study, opened the drawer on his desk, and took out some small parts.
The firing mechanism of the flintlock gun has not yet been completed. There are many small parts that need to be polished. This kind of delicate work can only be done by yourself.
After assembling the previous parts, Zhang Yang pulled open a pull ring on the top of the device. When he pulled the pull ring, he would also compress the internal spring. Then he pulled the trigger and loosened the button of the spring. The hammer on top
It will be knocked down due to the force of the spring.
There was a crisp sound as the flints collided together and some sparks were shot out.
At present, if this step can be achieved, the frame of the flintlock gun is basically completed. Next, the gunpowder ratio needs to be adjusted.
Because the amount of explosive force generated in the barrel determines the range and accuracy.
It seems that we need to continue to experiment and adjust the ratio.
The inside of the barrel must also be kept airtight to a certain extent, and it must be able to withstand the explosive force, otherwise it will explode.
There are still many technical problems, and just going from conception to drawings is nerve-wracking.
Putting the parts back into the drawer can determine the two previous conditions, which involve two foundations, one is the specific ratio of gunpowder, and the other is the structure of the barrel.
They are all the foundations of foundations. Zhang Yang scolded his mother: "Go to hell with your saints. You are the biggest obstacle to the development of technical foundations. They are all harmed by you. I have to start from scratch."
Saints and sages are all harmful to people. The same person who agrees with this is Li Tai who lives in Lishan.
Now Li Tai is still racking his brains for the air pipe of the pressure cooker. The calcined copper pipes need to be bent, because the copper pipes that have just come out of the furnace are still warm, and this is the best time to plasticize the copper pipes.
Young people's hobbies may be cars and engines, but for Zhang Yang, it's a different story. He has been influenced by the hardware craftsmanship of his parents since he was a child.
I still remember that my father used the remaining iron materials and parts to build himself a small steam engine locomotive.
The locomotive is small and can be placed on the table.
It was the first toy my father made for himself since he was sensible, and it was a locomotive with real moving wheels.
This is all the influence given by my father. When I was young, I liked to watch the little locomotive running when I had nothing to do.
I also developed an obsession with more primitive power, such as old trains, tractors, or steam turbines.
Sometimes I think about the reason why many men like mechanical equipment in middle age, just like the father of the family will leave his own small workshop after retirement to make some objects on weekdays.
His familiarity and mastery of metals cannot be surpassed even by himself now, because when he grew up in his previous life, he studied a major that was more capable of changing poor lives.
I rarely go to my father's workshop. Recalling that time, it was a pity that I didn't have a son to inherit my father's business. My father has always been very regretful and would talk too much when he drank too much.
So much so that Zhang Yang found it extremely difficult to pick up his original skills from scratch.
Machinery can give men a sense of power and a sense of accomplishment in their hands-on ability. After my father retired, he was idle in his workshop, working all day long.
The workshop is a man's romance.
This is Zhang Yang's memory from his previous life.
At this moment, Li Tai finally broke off several sections of copper pipe, and there were still a few flat places at the bends. He ignored these details and first connected them to the pressure cooker.
Not long after, the copper pipes began to leak in many places. Li Tai stamped his feet angrily, "Why is this happening again! Damn it!"
An angry Li Tai walked towards Lishan Mountain, only to see his brother-in-law sitting on the mountainside, looking at the blacksmith workshop.
"Brother-in-law, that copper pipe always leaks air."
Zhang Yang took out a copper coin and said, "I discovered a problem that has been overlooked all along."
Using his wide sleeves to wipe away the dust on the stone steps, Li Tai said angrily: "What's the problem?"
Zhang Yang observed the copper coin in his hand and whispered: "Whether it is the Kaihuang Five Baht or the current Tongbao copper coin, when they cast the copper coin, they often add some other things in order to better shape it."
"As for what has been added, I haven't figured it out yet. We also mint coins in Lishan, so we don't need to worry about this."
Li Tai's expression was solemn, "Brother-in-law, you mean that these copper coins are inherently impure?"
Zhang Yang nodded, "The air leakage problem that has not been solved all this time is because there are other components in the copper coins. The melting points of the metals are different, and the impurities in them have not been completely removed."
Hearing this, Li Tai looked confused again, "How to remove this impurity."
Zhang Yang put away his copper coins, "Copper is a soft metal. The impurities mixed in this metal are difficult to remove because they are die-cast together. This is why, on the originally formed copper tube,
, there will be so many tiny invisible holes.”
"When burning in a stove, you should always pay attention to the changes in the copper coins to see if the impurities in them can be precipitated. It will not work if the temperature is too high or too low. You can try mixing in pulverized coal. If you can, go to your father and ask for some refined copper.
It’s of great use.”
Li Tai wrote down his brother-in-law's instructions one by one. After this year of dedicated study, His Highness the King of Wei can become a competent blacksmith, and his understanding of iron tools is no less than that of ordinary blacksmiths.
Master Jiang stood outside the blacksmith's workshop, seeing that what His Highness the King of Wei wanted to forge had failed again, and he shook his head in frustration.
"Master, isn't that Zhang Yang?" A blacksmith pointed to the mountainside.
Master Jiang looked towards the mountainside of Lishan Mountain in the distance. His Royal Highness King Wei was talking in a low voice to a man. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed him.
He had been told to leave King Wei at the beginning.
Master Jiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to work. The last time was Liuli. After creating this strange thing this time, he must be allowed to leave King Wei.
The two were still chatting on the mountainside when the guards came quickly and said, "Your Highness, King Wei, Pei Xuanji is here again."
Li Tai was not interested and simply waved his hand and said: "No."
"He said he came to discuss the price with His Majesty the King of Wei."
Li Tai then stood up and said, "You might as well go and meet."
"Excuse me, Your Highness, King Wei."
Hearing what his brother-in-law said, Li Tai shook his head and sighed, "It doesn't matter. Just don't let me continue to do bad things in the future."
A cold autumn wind blew, Zhang Yang tightened his clothes and walked all the way up the mountain. It seemed that winter was about to come.
Another day passed, Li Tai and Pei Xuanji had a pleasant chat, and the other party agreed to pay 300,000 yuan to pay for the papermaking technology.
This money will have to be paid in the spring of next year. After all, it is such a huge amount. Not to mention collecting it, even transporting it will take some time.
After a frost, the wind in the Central Plains became colder and colder, and some frost fell in the greenhouse, but this did not prevent the hot springs from providing floor heating, allowing the vegetable seedlings to grow vigorously.
The greenhouse was built successfully this time. After leaving here, Zhang Yang walked into the library. As soon as he entered the library, he saw huge bookshelves.
There are still many empty bookshelves, but it won't be long before the bookshelves here are filled with books.
Zhang Yang walked up to Tibet, where Li Yue was on the second floor. There were three large wooden boards hanging with dense formulas written on them.