Chapter 81 Qin Feng was shocked, Mr. Mo Gong, are you building Gundam?
Qin Feng was lying comfortably on the rocking chair, with the shade of the trees blocking the harsh sunlight, and drinking iced plum soup, which was very comfortable.
Xiao Huan and Xiao Yuan moved very obediently to the left and right, squeezing his shoulders with their gentle little hands.
"If the tide of history really cannot be changed, then don't go. The worst case scenario is that I will lead troops to go out again and help Li Xin avenge himself."
"Even without me, General Wang Jian can still destroy Chu, Qin can be unified, and the First Emperor can become the emperor of the ages. Then why do I have to risk my life so much?"
"I suffered a lot in my last life, but what's wrong with enjoying it in this life?"
Qin Feng kept thinking of reasons in his mind, trying not to think about the fate of the two hundred thousand Guanzhong disciples, and accepted it all with more and more peace of mind.
Changping Junhui rebelled, and Li Xinhui was defeated.
No one would believe it if I told him, and the whole Qin Dynasty was filled with the aura of eagerness for quick success and quick gain.
The only two people who believe in him are Ying Shu and Fusu.
If rhubarb could talk, it would probably count as half.
Qin Feng looked at Mo Yi who was wandering back and forth in front of him, and couldn't help but said irritably:
"If you have nothing to do, go to the septic tank and help. Why are you hanging around here?"
Mo Yi couldn't help but let out a long sigh, took the bowl on the table without leaving a trace, took a sip of plum soup, and said sadly:
"Master Qin, please advise my father, he is going crazy."
Qin Feng couldn't help but feel happy:
"You are so filial to me. Your father is fine, so why is he crazy?"
Mo Yi sighed:
"It's not the chicken you told him about. Now he stays in the workshop all day long, studying the big teapot.
In this year, I don’t know how much steel has been consumed, but there is still no progress.”
Qin Feng smashed his mouth, took a bite of the cold and sweet canned peach, and said:
"Why is your father so stubborn? Didn't I say that all technologies are incomplete now and it is impossible to create it? I just said it casually before!"
"But the old man has fallen into it and can't extricate himself!
He keeps mumbling words all day long, saying that if he completes this divine object, he will become a god and be sanctified!
Sometimes I wonder, isn’t it you who brainwashed him?”
Qin Feng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, stretched, stood up, and said:
"Let's go and have a look at the workshop."
Mo Yi immediately called out the prepared carriage, and the two drove towards the Weishui River.
The wheat waves are golden, and the 100,000 soldiers of Wei Liao's Lantian camp are already waiting for the harvest of 400,000 acres of food before setting off to conquer Chu.
Today, Li Xin and Meng Tian led an army of 100,000 and set off first.
As he got closer to Da Qin's workshop, Qin Feng began to smell the smell of smoke.
I couldn't help frowning and looking out of the carriage window.
I saw thick smoke billowing above the Wei River, and the sound of forging iron was "rumbling", deafening.
There is an endless stream of ships coming and going, sending iron ingots, glass, cement out, and iron ore, coal, sand and gravel and other raw materials in.
Qin Feng knew that Da Qin's organizational ability was unparalleled in the world, but he did not expect that in just over a year, it would become an industrial chain here.
As the number of people increased, small-scale commerce and trade also began.
Along the river, you can see a series of simple teahouses rising from the ground, giving everyone a place to rest.
There are also simple shacks for boaters to stay.
As for the people selling food and carrying burdens, there are even more numerous people.
However, the once picturesque scenery on both sides of the Wei River gradually disappeared, and the development of industry was inevitably accompanied by the destruction of the environment. Qin Feng felt a little emotional for a while.
The Da Qin Empire's workshop has reached its full scale, and a high-walled compound has been built around it.
There are at least ten to five hundred masters guarding here to protect the safety of the workshop.
It is said that King Qin came here in person and inscribed the plaque.
Qin Feng studied it carefully and couldn't help but sigh:
"The word "King" is similar to mine! It's all crooked!"
Mo Yi was speechless:
"Your Majesty wrote Xiaozhuan, and you wrote Earthworm."
"...Well, Zhao Gao is short of a talkative person. Do you want to apply for the job?"
"No need, no need."
Mo Yi led Qin Feng into the workshop, twisting left and right, and finally came to an extremely remote single large house.
There is a tall chimney on the roof, and thick smoke is "whooshing" out.
You can smell it from a distance, a pungent smell.
Qin Feng pushed open the door, and what he saw was an iron lump occupying half the size of a basketball court.
A raging fire ignited from the coal beneath the iron lump, while white steam was "whirring" above, and from time to time you could hear the sound of mechanical rotation inside.
Qin Feng was stunned. He looked at the bad old man in front of him and said in shock:
"You...you're building Gundam on horseback?"
Mo Gong, the giant of the Da Qin sect of the Mohist family, was actually much older at this time.
He also became extremely unkempt, his disheveled beard was covered with soot and there were traces of being burned by fire.
Hearing the sound, he slowly turned around, and an astonishing color suddenly burst out in his hazy eyes!
He jumped towards Qin Feng in one leap, and his skills were still agile!
Qin Feng was immediately shocked, raised his sleeves and pointed at the ink worker, shouting loudly:
"Calm down!"
Mo Gong stopped suddenly, looked at Qin Feng's sleeves, and said lightly:
"Isn't it a bit rude for you to point the sleeve crossbow I gave you at me?"
Qin Feng smiled awkwardly and said hurriedly:
"Lord Mo, the steam engine I mentioned earlier was just a joke I made casually. Don't take it seriously.
With current technology, it is completely impossible to do it.”
Mo Gong slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"You are right. The more I study, the more I find that there are many difficulties involved, but I also benefit a lot from it!
The truth in the world is generally like this. If there is no suffering, how can we become holy?"
For a moment, Qin Feng didn't know what to persuade.
This giant of the Mohist family has lofty ideals and beliefs. Once he believes in something, he cannot shake it at all.
Mo Gong stared at Qin Feng with stern eyes, solemnly stretched out his hand and said:
"Since you are here, at least give me some solutions.
Now I am encountering a problem and trying to solve it. It cannot be said that there is no progress, but it is also very slow.
Although it can already drive the rotation of machinery, it is still better than nothing.
The conversion efficiency of steam is too low! You must find a way for me! You have to be responsible!"
Qin Feng couldn't help but swallowed when he looked at Mo Gong who might run away at any time.
He didn't dare to run away directly. After all, he was a powerful figure in the Mohist family. It was impossible to say that this house was full of agencies.
Once you anger him, you will kill him immediately.
So Qin Feng had no choice but to rack his little brain, draw a rough schematic diagram abstractly, and then run away as if running away.
The ink artist is like a treasure.
After running out of the workshop in one breath, Qin Feng took off the silk covering his mouth and nose and took a deep breath.
At this time, a surprising voice suddenly came from my ears:
"Oh! Isn't this Lord Captain of the Toilet? Long time no see!"
(Thanks to "Qin Chenbu of Wanjie Mountain" and "havjob" for the great recognition of the reward. I love you all ~ I owe you two more chapters to be updated... I will definitely work hard to code it out...)