When Zinian was selling the pile of papyrus in the capital, Yan Bing was not idle either. She came to Yingxianyuan, which she had been away from for a long time...
Today's Yingxianyuan has expanded several times compared to two years ago, especially the living area, which looks like a village of its own. The biggest reason for this is that many young craftsmen have made a fortune here.
After that, he found a matchmaker in Tongshun City, married a bride, and started a family.
And there are many new craftsmen in Yingxian Academy...
It's not that Yan Bing recruited them himself, but the descendants of these middle-aged craftsmen who were exposed to the teaching area of Yingxian Academy and received the words and deeds of their fathers in the workshop area, and began to inherit their father's business from generation to generation.81Zw.????m
It is said that the sons of mice can dig holes. Not only do these teenagers learn quickly, but they are also more receptive to new things. There is a tendency for young people to outperform others. Some young people even try to study by relying on the knowledge accumulated in the college area.
He developed steam power and became his own school in Yingxian Academy. This was a big surprise for Yan Bing.
"Mr. Fang's hard work has paid off! What a great contribution!!" Yan Bing patted Mr. Fang on the shoulder, smiled happily, walked a few steps in the room with his hands behind his back, then turned around and said to Mr. Fang: "Excuse me, Mr. Fang, please put that
A few children who are studying steam engines called over, I want to recognize them, and by the way, I can open a small stove for them and give them a lesson."
"That's a great relationship! It's a great blessing in their lives to get personal guidance from the Duke. I'll go right now! I'll go right now!!" The wrinkles on Director Fang's face were so happy that he turned around and trotted away.
He went to push the door open, but Yan Bing stopped him again.
Yan Bing smiled at the puzzled Director Fang and said softly: "I am no longer the Duke of the Kingdom, but Prince Yan. You can also call me Princess Kaiyuan. Whatever you want will do, but don't call me the Duke of the Kingdom anymore.
, so as not to fall into the facts and be plotted by someone with intentions."
"Prince Yan!??" Manager Fang's eyes widened, he was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, raised his hands and said, "Congratulations to Prince Yan! Congratulations to Prince Yan!"
"You don't need to call yourself a villain anymore. From now on, you will be my royal instructor. Your rank will be the same as the sixth rank. From now on, you will have to call yourself a lower rank, which is more in line with your identity..." The corners of Yan Bing's mouth rose slightly, and Director Fang
The corners of his mouth are twitching slightly...
"You don't need to thank me or be polite. You deserve this for your hard work over the past few years. Now just go and call those children..." Yan Bing held Lao Fang's shoulders with both hands and held him halfway.
He half-shoved him out of the room, and as soon as the wooden door was closed, everything was quiet.
Lao Fang, on the other hand, walked slowly and aimlessly, his mind going blank... It was not until a long time later that Yan Bing heard his howling through the wooden door...
"The old man has become an official!!! The old man!! The old man is now the sixth grade!! He is bigger than the county magistrate in his hometown!! Hahahahaha——!! The old man has become an official——!!! The old man has achieved fame——!!
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As the howling got farther and farther away and became lighter, Yan Bing smiled bitterly and shook his head, then sat on his seat, filled in his pen and ink, and sketched the schematic diagram of the steam engine and several successful examples on the paper.
Mechanical planing diagram, with details marked and explained in detail...
But when she finished the four drawings, there was still no sign of Lao Fang. Yan Bing, who was impatient with the waiting, simply opened the wooden door and wanted to find someone to call Lao Fang to ask, but he happened to see Lao Fang together with five people.
A young man pushed a cart slowly toward this side, and on top of the cart was the prototype of a steam engine!
Cylinders, flywheels, stoves, and air valves were all available. Yan Bing couldn't help but clapped his hands and shouted. He ran over and picked up the huge machine, raised it above his head, and ran back towards the door, walking as fast as flying!
And several teenagers who had been pushing the cart with all their strength just now were stunned on the spot, staring at this crazy figure from behind...
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Lao Fang cleared his throat with an embarrassed look on his face, and said in a deep voice to several people: "The one just now is Princess Kaiyuan. The princess knows martial arts and is born with great strength. You don't need to panic too much...
..." After saying that, he led a few people to push the cart aside and walked towards the room.
"Your Highness Princess, I have brought someone to you..." Lao Fang bowed his hands, his face full of pleasure at the words "I am an official", and his old eyes were slitted with joy.
Yan Bing, who had been circling the steam engine, stopped, slowly raised his head, and looked at the five teenagers. At this moment, the five teenagers were all stunned.
He had completely forgotten about it, and just stared at Yan Bing with his eyes wide open...
"Tsk! Salute! What did I usually teach you!?? You have forgotten!??" Director Fang angrily stepped forward and kicked several people on the buttocks, and kicked each of them before the five teenagers walked past.
Confused, he quickly bowed his hands and bowed...
"Little man Xu Zhi, hello, hello to your highness the princess..."
"Little man, little man, what is my name? That's right! Zhang Wen, meet Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
"Yan Xi, I'd like to meet you, my lord, princess..."
"Chen Yu, hello, meet Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"The villain, Zheng Qi, pays homage to His Highness, no, pays homage to Her Highness the Princess..."
Director Fang’s face was almost purple with anger at this moment. How come these good kids with both ability and political integrity turned into idiots at the critical moment? Either they stuttered or they made the wrong words. Isn’t this a deliberate attempt to embarrass me!??
But Yan Bing didn't seem to mind at all. He just silently wrote down the names and looks of a few people, and then continued to squat next to the steam engine. While watching carefully, he asked softly: "Which one of you belongs to building this equipment?"
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"Yes, after listening to Mr. Fang's lecture, the villain called a few friends... to try to build it..." Xu Zhigong took a step forward and bowed back.
"Well..." Yan Bing stared at the steam engine, smiled slightly, and looked up at Xu Zhi.
But Xu Zhi quickly buried his head lower, his face flushed and sweating profusely.
"Are there any problems after operation?" Yan Bing asked as he slowly stood up and continued to circle around the prototype machine.
"There is no problem with the operation!" Zheng Qi stepped forward and replied with a smile, his face full of pride.
But Yan Xi frowned and added in a low voice: "I just don't have enough strength to carry any large equipment. I can only swing a hammer, which is no different from ordinary people's strength..."
"That's already very good! It's already very good if it works! The five of you will be rewarded greatly!!" Yan Bing said without raising his head, keeping his eyes on the machine, and raised his hand to tighten the screws on the steam engine.
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Logically speaking, the invention and application of screws and nuts should have been first popularized in London, the capital of Saxon Europe, in the late 18th century. But how could Yan Bing, who had traveled through time, let such a key component wait for someone else to invent it?
Then use it again? Therefore, it was taught to the craftsmen of Yingxianin a long time ago, and the distinction between tools and specifications was also taught.
"Your Highness, don't worry, I'll get the board right now!"
"Need not!"
While Yan Bing was speaking, he had already unscrewed four or five screws and gently placed them on the ground...
The other four people all glared at Zhang Wen, who was responsible for assembling the outer layer...
Zhang Wen immediately looked innocent...his eyes widened and he shook his head desperately at everyone...
He was 120% sure that he had used all his strength to tighten it! This was definitely not his fault!
But everyone's eyes told him that they obviously didn't believe it...
