Chen Tian was a little surprised by the two mountains of clay surrounding the sky. He was just talking and didn't pay attention. Now when he walked into the workshop, he saw a horrifying sight.
Slightly rudimentary stumps and broken arms were placed all over the floor, making it seem like a hell on earth.
Elder Nan Lu knew that these arms and thighs were just clay models, but the dense accumulation was still eye-catching, and it was hard not to think of a slaughterhouse.
"It's okay, it's okay, they will move again soon," Tong Ruoran said, patting her back side by side.
As a result, it was this relief that frightened Elder Nanlu to the point of almost crying. He hugged Tong Ruoran's arm and did not dare to raise his head.
Chentian glared at Tong Ruoran, who had a joking face, and turned to ask Cheng Yiliang: "Are these mercenaries made into parts and then assembled?"
"Yes, although the overall carving quality is better, the requirements for craftsmen are also high." Cheng Yiliang replied politely, "If each person is only responsible for a single part, it will be much faster to get started."
"Furthermore, considering battlefield consumption, assembled terracotta warriors are easier to repair and replace, which is more convenient and less expensive."
"Very good, very thoughtful." Chen Tian nodded.
He looked at the smoky workshop from a distance, as if he had stepped into a mountain of fire, feeling that the ground beneath his feet was a little hot.
Cheng Yiliang didn't know that Chen Tian was going to inspect the place in person, so he wasn't fully prepared. Many clay plates and wheels were lying on the side of the road, with many quilts and dishes and chopsticks beside them.
Tiptoeing into the pile of debris, he pulled off the linoleum cloth covering the wooden frame, revealing a head with closed eyes.
Not to mention that Elder Nan Lu was frightened at this time, even Chen Tian felt a little aversion to the cold. Because Qianji Pavilion's craftsmanship was so good, the temples on both sides of his head were even visible.
If they hadn't predicted it in advance, others would have thought it was a smelly Beijing temple at first glance.
Cheng Yiliang was used to this. He held up a head and said, "Actually, if you don't count the blessing of spiritual power, the power of the human race is inherently inferior to the demons and monsters."
"But shaping the terracotta warriors into human figures is a bit of a disadvantage."
"But the most familiar structure of Qianji Pavilion's terracotta warriors is still the human form, not only with twelve meridians, but also with limbs and bones. You should know how to shape it if you look down at it."
"If you change it into a beast form, it would be equivalent to starting from scratch, which would be particularly troublesome."
"Without thousands of accumulated knowledge, there would be no way to start. It would be too laborious."
This makes sense.
Chen Tian also deeply agrees.
The human race has better physical compatibility, and its most obvious advantage over the beast race is its hands, which can hold a variety of weapons, such as spears for attack and shields for defense.
Based on this alone, the human race was already far ahead of the orc race when they were born.
"The firing process of the mercenary is a bit cumbersome. It needs to be entered into the kiln three times and reinforced repeatedly." Cheng Yiliang pointed at the dark red mercenary that had just left the kiln and said, "And this one is the last time."
"As long as it cools down, then carve the runes on it, and it's basically done."
Chen Tian always felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the craftsmen pulling out the iron frames from the brick kiln and then dragging out the terracotta warriors and making them stand upright on the ground.
Then I thought about it, isn't this exactly what a crematorium looks like? It's just that the operation process is reversed.
Cheng Yiliang's hands and feet were very nimble. He picked out a bottle of cooled mercenary and picked up the carving knife to demonstrate the craftsmanship on the spot.
The body of hard earth and stone was like a piece of soft tofu in his hands, the skin being scratched effortlessly, leaving behind a mess of orderly runes.
After the debris peeled off, Chen Tian saw a string of words on the right shoulder of the terracotta warriors. Although the number was small, the amount of information was astonishing.
[Inspection process of Cheng Kuqi project jointly supervised by deacons in the first year]
This is the name of Wu Le's work, which is a proof of product qualification and expresses the official birth of the first bottle of military mercenary in Luwu Mountain.
Its general meaning is that in the first year of Yongtai, Lian Zixin, the deacon of the city lord's palace, presided over the burning plan of Guigen terracotta warriors. The supervisor was Cheng Yiliang, and the warehouse supervisor was a person named Qi.
As for the meaning of engineering and inspection, it is because the first batch of terracotta warriors was all handled by Cheng Yiliang, so the specific craftsman and inspection engineer were all signed by him.
If something goes wrong with this bottle of terracotta warriors in the future, you can use this string of inscriptions to get to the bottom of it and hold the individual responsible.
This system has evolved very well and is extremely effective after hundreds of people's blood lessons.
Once launched, the quality of the projects in Yongtai City and Huangdan City is 100% guaranteed.
Even every stone on the Changhe stone embankment has an inscription, like a guillotine hanging over the heads of many craftsmen, urging them to work seriously.
"Well done." Chen Tian praised casually.
He stared at the string of Wu Le's job names, thought for a while and then said: "In the future, let's use numerical numbers to correspond to the names and positions. It's too troublesome to write more than ten words at a time."
"...Isn't it appropriate?" Cheng Yiliang tried to say. Seeing that Chen Tian didn't look angry, he bravely added, "The numbers one, two, three and four are easily tampered with. If you add two random strokes, wouldn't everything be messed up?
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Chen Tian was startled.
It suddenly occurred to me that there are no capital numbers in this world.
"Then change it again. One, two, three, four will be converted into one, two, three and four. This way, we can make a directory later and narrow down the search scope at a glance based on the numbers."
"The general manager in charge is usually these few people. This number can be shorter, but for the engineering chief and warehouse manager, a six-digit number should be enough."
"Follow your orders." Cheng Yidian nodded.
He feels that this set of digital codes is feasible, but it obviously requires dedicated maintenance. If there is a slight mistake, everything will be messed up.
This is a great test for internal affairs logistics. Although it looks simple, it is still very mentally demanding to do.
But Cheng Yiliang didn't dare to refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and accept, preparing to think about it carefully.
In fact, Chen Tian also knows the difficulty.
After all, everything is difficult at the beginning.
However, Chentian thought more ambitiously and based on comprehensive consideration of the overall situation. It was obviously easier to implement new laws in the supervision of military industry than in civil affairs.
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As long as the key is grasped, it can be gradually promoted from this. In any case, digital numbers are easier to collect and feedback household registration information than pure text.
Chentian had accidentally seen the jade slips recording the secrets of the martial arts. It contained more than 100,000 words, and he had vaguely thought that all the household registration information of 700,000 people should be recorded in various official documents and reports.
If it works.
The work efficiency of the City Lord's Mansion has undoubtedly improved qualitatively.
The military technology of Qianji Pavilion and Fenjin Villa can be transferred to civilian use, greatly promoting production, so why can’t the cultivation methods of the Immortal Family benefit the people?
"Leave this matter to Lian Zixin. You should focus on making mercenaries." Seeing Cheng Yiliang's sad face, Chen Tian waved his hand and smiled at him, "You go ahead. The next step is to be a soldier."
Is the servant inlaid with spiritual stones?"
"The gods are wise." Cheng Yiliang was overjoyed.
He asked his direct disciple Qi Kangzhe to bring in a wooden box, which contained the spiritual stone produced by Zhangju. He picked out seven or eight full seeds, carefully ground them into powder, and finally mixed tung oil and applied it on the rune patterns with a brush.
above.
But after a long time, the mercenary did not move at all. Cheng Yiliang struggled for a long time but still had no response. In the end, he and the mercenary stared at each other.
"Okay?" Chen Tian tried to ask.
"It should be alright——"
"What do you mean it should be done?" Chen Tian was happy. Seeing that the mercenaries had been silent for a long time, he asked Cheng Yiliang again, "Isn't there relevant records in Qianji Pavilion?"
Many craftsmen have been burning kilns and kneading soil day and night. They have never seen the activities of military mercenaries. Now seeing the presence of the god in person, they all craned their necks to watch the fun. Cheng Yiliang became even more stressed and said with a wry smile: "Every ancient book
Every word of the record is cherished, how can it be explained in such detail!"