Ma Jun handed over the charcoal he made or improved to Wen Renxi, and practiced it on the spot. The charcoal, which was not completely burned and could not protect against the cold, burned violently in the stove.
When put together, a few small pieces of charcoal are no less than the same amount of firewood. Of course, the burning power may not be as powerful as firewood, but the problem is that in the cold winter season and in frontier areas, using such charcoal naturally requires traveling around.
It's much easier to collect firewood.
Not all places can find trees that can be cut down in four seasons. In this era, mountains and rivers were privately owned and belonged to the princes in the fiefdom or the emperor in the temple. In addition, in the cold winter, firewood was even more difficult to find.
, if Ma Jun's ink charcoal can be produced in large quantities and sent to all directions, it will obviously have good resistance to the coming cold winter. However, if the cost is too high, it will not be a good thing for ordinary people.
As for how Ma Jun did it, how he could make the ink charcoal burn more powerfully and last longer by making small improvements, Wen Renxi had no idea at all, even though Ma Jun had explained it to him.
After dozens of times, he was still confused. In order not to lose face in front of his disciples, he could only pretend to be enlightened and nodded. Ma Jun said with some joy: "This thing should be dedicated to the emperor!"
Wen Renxi brought this thing to the palace again.
Song Dian came out to greet him in person. The emperor was very happy when he saw that his health had improved. He took his hand and sat face to face with him. The two of them sat face to face. The emperor first asked: "Master Wen, how are you doing?"
Are you still healthy?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm fine!" Wenren replied.
The emperor nodded, and after chatting with Wen Renxi for a while, he asked: "Wen Renxi came here, what's the matter?"
"This is this thing!" Wen Renxi took out an object wrapped in linen from his arms, opened it gently, and revealed the piece of ink inside. It was dark all over, knotted together, dark and shiny, the emperor was serious
After looking at it for a moment, he asked with some confusion: "Is this an ink stone?"
"Exactly, Your Majesty, may you know what this thing is used for?"
The emperor laughed loudly and said: "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Wen. When I was a child, I was poor and had seen this thing. This thing was placed on the stove and burned with fire. It was used to keep out the cold. I
Is that correct?" Wen Renxi nodded and said, "That's exactly it."
"Does Mr. Wen Ren want the court to use this thing?"
The emperor asked with some doubts.
"Your Majesty, I also know that this thing burns very slowly, is not as good as firewood, and is extremely inconvenient to handle. However, literati love this thing and carve it. However, this thing is by no means of high quality. It is the product of my unworthy disciple Ma
All made..." Hearing Renxi talk about the various magical uses of this thing, when the emperor heard it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly shouted: "Song Dian!"
Song Dian hurried over. The emperor pointed at this object and shouted: "Bring a furnace here!"
Not long after, Song Dian fetched a small hand-held stove and placed it outside the main hall. The emperor, regardless of the emperor's majesty, took the ink stone in his hand, threw it directly into the stove, and asked someone to come up.
After lighting the fire, it didn't take long for the flames to burn in the furnace. It was not very violent, but when the emperor stretched his hands out of the furnace, he could still feel the heat. The emperor grinned.
"Mr. Wen Ren, how is this thing made? How expensive is it?"
"This... I have to ask Ma Jun."
"Then why don't you bring him here?"
"As a sinner, he dare not come."
The emperor was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Wen Renxi had recommended Ma Jun. The emperor had already known Ma Jun when he was still a young man. He remembered that in the past, he once wanted to engrave characters, and the emperor shook his head.
He raised his head and said: "If this thing can be of great use, I will forgive his sin and you can quickly bring him..." Hearing the attack, he looked a little embarrassed and said: "I don't know what identity I am bringing him to."
He comes..."
"Hahaha, you bring him here first. If you enter the palace in vain, you may not come out in vain."
After hearing about Renxi, he immediately sent people to his home and took Ma Jun to the palace. After Ma Jun saw the eunuch who came, he felt a little nervous. He thought that the emperor would not summon him, so he immediately made preparations and dug out
He took the only clean clothes in the house, dressed neatly, and followed the eunuch into the palace. When Ma Jun stood in front of the emperor in a panic and bowed his hands in salute, the emperor was still a little stunned.
He only remembered that timid and cowardly little guy back then. In the blink of an eye, he was already in his prime years. The days passed so quickly. The emperor sighed with emotion and looked at Ma Jun up and down. Wenren
Xi's eyes widened even more. This guy who used to be so gray-faced was actually dressed so neatly and cleanly today. Oh, no, why were the clothes on him so similar to the ones he left at home?
Wen Renxi looked more and more like him. Ma Jun glanced at him and smiled awkwardly. His own clothes were already dirty and messy when he was doing things before. Wouldn't it be right to come here wearing that?
Is the emperor disrespectful?
The emperor asked: "Do you still recognize me?"
"Your Majesty, I dare not forget."
Ma Jun lowered his head and said.
"Oh, your mouth has become sharper. Okay, come on, let's talk about how this ink stone is made."
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I have used fire to burn various things. Some of them burned early and burned at different speeds. After many tests, I found that if the ink stone is removed..." Ma Jun started telling the story, and the emperor's eyes widened.
I really asked for it. This was the case with Liu Hong before. This guy was also the same. He didn't speak human words. He secretly glanced at Wen Renrai aside with some embarrassment. This guy was shaking his head. He looked right.
Ma Jun’s words sound like he understands them!
The emperor coughed and said: "I see, but I don't know if the production cost will be too high?"
Ma Jun looked at the emperor with some suspicion and said: "Your Majesty, I just said that with a simple smelting, you can..."
"Hahaha, good, good, if I can offer this to the people in the disaster at the border, it will be a great benefit to the country and the people!" The emperor stood up, walked to Ma Jun, patted him on the shoulder, and praised him
After a few shouts, when the emperor finished praising him, Wen Renxi's eyes widened. It turned out that there were two dark handprints left on Ma Jun's shoulders. The emperor obviously noticed it, and looked at his own hands, which were dark...
..
"My clothes! Your Majesty, these were left to me by my grandfather!!" Wenren Xihoutao shouted.
"Oh? It's yours? Okay, don't do this anymore, Song Dian, get some money for Mr. Wen later..." Song Dian nodded. The emperor asked him to get money, so naturally he didn't ask him to pay.
, but wanted to use the royal family's money. Hearing the attack, he looked at the emperor with some aggrievedness and said: "In order to refine this thing, three houses in my house have been burned down. Now, my master and apprentice are surrounded by four walls.
There is no place to live..."
"Oh, I understand. Now go to the area around He Gong's residence, choose a house, and move in. I will ask Song Dian to accompany you there..."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wen Renxi nodded with a smile and left with Song Dian.
The emperor watched him leave, shook his head helplessly, and said to Ma Jun: "Wen Renggong is very talented, but... he is a bit stingy. Come to think of it, you will suffer by following him all day long.
Already..."
"Your Majesty, I have not suffered. Your master treats me very well."
The emperor nodded with satisfaction, respecting his teacher and respecting his teachings.
"It's just that, Your Majesty, I don't have a house to live in... I have troubled Master for a long time, and I feel anxious and uneasy..."
"Okay, don't say any more, hurry up and follow Song Dian... I want to warm up on the stove alone..."
ps: I heard that one of Lao Lang’s little book friends, Mu Yue, is preparing for the college entrance examination tomorrow. Here, Lao Lang wishes you success in the college entrance examination and your dreams come true. Come on!