Midsummer, with mild heat and hot weather, the sun reaches 105 degrees ecliptic longitude, rain and heat occur at the same time, which is good for farming.
On the hills, there was already more than one windmill. The craftsmen of the Xue Tribe and the Giant Spirit Tribe, as well as those who came with Yu Zai, quickly imitated excellent replicas. Under the guidance of Yu Zai, each craftsman
Producing a kind of parts according to the standards already given by Yu Zai greatly improves the speed and efficiency of work.
Of course, the craftsmen were not very happy about this. The craftsmen of the Xue tribe told Yuzai that this kind of production method that only knows how to do it but does not know why it is done is contrary to the so-called craftsman's craftsmanship. If it is just manufacturing
A kind of part requires so many craftsmen, so the standards for qualified carpenters will be lowered.
The standard for a qualified mason is very low, but a qualified mason is not easy to find, and the standard for carpentry is of course far higher than that for masonry. After all, everyone in the Stone Age was a mason, but there were only a few carpenters.
Yu Zai did not reprimand them directly for this, so Yu Zai held another meeting with them, first listened to their demands, and then explained to them that any craftsman's skills are based on usability.
The windmill is the first machine to appear in the world. As Yu Zai said before, how can something that has never appeared before be left to those apprentices who are craftsmen to make it?
Just by saying this, the expressions of the master craftsmen suddenly changed.
Listen, it’s really nice to be flattered by the leader.
Comfortable
With the first wave of goodwill, the subsequent explanations and education work can be carried out smoothly. Generally speaking, before you scold someone, you should praise him first. The positive and negative poles will offset each other, so that the other person can listen to what you are saying.
Otherwise, it’s probably “I’m wrong and I won’t change it”.
"As I said last time, there will be better things in the future. The standards for qualified carpenters will indeed be lowered, but the status of craftsmen will not be lowered, because there will be standards for judging, just like masonry and masonry.
Just like a mason, is there no higher standard of judgment than a mason? If there is, who will judge it and by what standard?"
A beautiful flatbread has been painted by Juan Zai. These craftsmen, who came just for the sake of fame, almost voluntarily walked into Juan Zai's trap.
"However, before everything is formed, the craftsman should not feel humiliated because what he makes is simple. If he is such a person, he is not a qualified craftsman. I have a friend who is a legend in the mountains and seas.
A craftsman makes something, no matter how small it is, no matter how simple a tool it is, he does it with the most awe."
"Only things made in this way can be stably combined into excellent equipment. Do you think that the standardization of each part cannot reflect your own production skills? But sometimes, these personal personalities must be restrained.
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"Whether a part is perfect or not does not depend on your character. No matter how beautifully you make it, as long as the part cannot be combined with other parts, it will be a failure, even if it is placed in the leader's house or placed
There is no value in being sold on the market!”
At this point, the sweet dates and the big stick have been beaten down.
"You go to the market to buy plow points to repair your broken plow. However, you brag about how exquisite your workmanship is, and the person who bought it finds that this thing can't be installed on his plow at all. You still have to
If you build another plow for him to show your skills, then your business will not be done? And even if you are willing, others will definitely be willing?"
“If you want to hire a large number of apprentices to reproduce and recreate the handicraft industry, according to your standards, wouldn’t what you do be the same as what I do?”
The craftsmen were stunned and remained silent for a long time, and were scolded by Concubine Zai!
Things made indiscriminately have no soul!
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It is his job to remind these craftsmen, but how to set up a system that satisfies them is the job of the emperor and the imperial court.
I am just a guide, maybe an admonisher, but I don’t have the final say on how to implement it, because they are craftsmen from the Central Plains, not Hongzhou, and this is the Central Plains, not the South.
What Chu Zai didn't know at this time was that Chonghua had encountered great opposition because of Bai Kui's incident. Although the proposal was proposed by the emperor, it was naturally implemented by Chonghua in name. Some veterans worked tirelessly
Head to Dizhu Mountain, hoping that the emperor can take this idea back.
Even though Chonghua said that special things can be done in special times, those ministers did not believe the so-called "floods will come soon". At first, Zhu Zai said that there would be floods in four years, but now it has been more than two years.
The water level has only risen slightly. In the opinion of these veterans, it has only been so long since the last flood, so how can it be possible for another batch of floods to accumulate.
Chonghua told them that it was caused by drastic changes in the celestial phenomena. It was not yet time for a full-scale outbreak, but hidden dangers were already accumulating. However, he did not see it, nor did he go deep into the extreme mountains, where the sun and the moon could penetrate.
The ministers didn't believe it, and some even said that they should respectfully offer sacrifices to the stars in the sky and let the ancestors descend for guidance.
Of course, this kind of rhetoric just made others laugh. Many years ago, everyone performed sacrifices. Needless to say, what was the result? This kind of behavior did not happen in the era of Emperor Ku. The ancestors must be respected.
But if you say you want to pray to your ancestors for guidance, that would be ridiculous. :(/
The minor summer heat was spent busy making windmills, and the great summer heat came soon after.
There are already many windmills on the hills, and they can even be seen in the fields. Carpenters carry various tools on their backs and go back and forth in the fields to check the condition of the windmills. They are actually afraid that the summer thunderstorms will destroy these rigorous windmills.
of machinery destroyed.
In the work shed and the leader's room, there were bursts of kicking sounds. Ruzai took his hands away from the equipment in front of him. After several months of manufacturing and improvement, he finally managed to turn this machine into a machine with a relatively good memory.
Restored.
As we all know, Yu Zai has a magical hometown with magical grandparents and countless old objects. However, in later generations, those things are really old objects.
Those are the remnants of the times, but they still have their own glory and have been glorious in the past thousands of years.
“So when can I drive a tractor here? Do I need to use coots as energy source?”
“In the future, with Danzhu’s oblique spinning wheel and this thing, the original waist machine can gradually withdraw from the stage of history.”
Ruan Zai looked at this machine. The light from the window shone through the straw curtains. The dim light in the gap was accompanied by floating dust. Ruan Zai was in a trance for a moment. This was obviously a brand new machine, but it was full of energy that had spanned a long time.
The sense of vicissitudes of time.
Yu Zai picked up the thing in his hand and started to do the first formal "work" on the device.
From morning to afternoon, the sun also begins to tilt toward the west, but it is still early in the sky.
Tuanhou is still doing the final finishing work on the breeding farm, but Ehuang has come back because Yuzai said he wanted to show her something.
She walked into the work shed. It would take some time for everyone to return from the fields, small markets and other places. In the work shed, except for the vague and annoying chirping of cicadas, there was only a strange kicking sound, accompanied by a strange crisp sound.
Ehuang followed the sound and came to Ruanzai's residence. She knocked on the door, and a voice came from inside the door asking her to come in. Ehuang then pushed the door panel open. She saw Ruanzai's back. The earthen house faced south.
, the light of the setting sun fell, and it was not very late now. In the bright light, Yu Zai's hand was holding a strange thing with two pointed ends, and was moving back and forth on the large instrument.
On the equipment, a pattern plate is put on a strange flower tube. Every time a weft is knitted, a pattern plate is turned over, and the pattern plate is pressed against the transverse needle once. When there are holes on the pattern plate, the head end of the transverse needle extends into the pattern.
The holes of the plate and the flower tube are so that the hook end of the straight needle is still hanging on the strange knife.
As the knife rises, the straight needle also rises, driving the heddles to rise through the first thread hook and the through wire. At this time, the warp threads penetrating the heddle eye also rise.
The thing in Yuzai's hand looked like a small boat. Ehuang finally remembered what it looked like.
Those threads that were tightened, or relaxed, or lifted up on the equipment, Yu Zai lifted them up again and again, one after another, without getting tired of it, without smiling or speaking. As the light gradually fell, the whole room was filled with light.
Just a repetitive, crisp sound, over and over again
Cicada chirping, kicking, shuttling, crisp sound.
Ehuang was so fascinated by what she was looking at that she even forgot what she wanted to ask. She just watched Yuzai working, and the sounds were repeated, weaving something she had never seen before.
A beautiful flower appeared on the cloth. Different from the crude patterns woven using primitive waist looms in the past, this flower is very beautiful, really very beautiful.
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Yanzai stopped moving, beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
Yu Zai did not turn around, but gasped slightly: "Does the cloth woven by the jacquard machine look good? Although many processes are omitted, I just want to try to see if it can be used."
Jacquard machine, the earliest Jacquard machine in ancient China, was unearthed in the Yin Ruins of the Shang Dynasty.
Ehuang picked up the piece of cloth, and her eyes were all attracted to the colorless piece of cloth.
“If you want it, I’ll give it to you”
E Huang looked at Yu Zai in surprise, with an indescribable feeling in her heart. She looked at the device and asked, "How does it work?"
“Take this, this is called a shuttle.”
Yuzai left the equipment and handed the shuttle to her. Outside the window, the setting sun had turned red:
“Time flies like an arrow, and time flies like a shuttle.”