Chapter 64 Sickle
autumn harvest?
Qin An recalled the time when he was a child, harvesting rice with his parents, grandparents, and a group of uncles.
I remember that at that time, your uncle had a tractor in the whole village that could plow the land for the village, so there was no need to use plowing oxen.
For this reason, his uncle made a lot of money. If his father hadn't been too practical, his life would have been even better.
"I remember, sir, he said that there are better tools that can speed up our harvest." Ying Zheng said.
Qin An nodded and said: "Indeed, the best tool for harvesting is a sickle. I will draw it and Lao Meng, you can ask the blacksmith to build it."
"Okay." Meng Tian responded.
"Without further delay. I'm going to paint now. You guys sit down for a while. When it gets dark, get a brazier for lighting." Qin An said.
"Don't worry. We will make arrangements." Ying Zheng said.
After Qin An completely entered the room, Meng Tian walked to Qin An's door and carefully inquired about the situation in the room. After confirming that Qin An was drawing drawings, he returned to his seat.
At this time, the Black Dragon Guard guarding the door came in to help Ying Zheng and the others light the torch, because after the sun goes down, it will soon be dark.
Then the Black Dragon Guard went to hold hands outside Qin An's house. As soon as Qin An comes out, he will notify Ying Zheng and the others.
"Your Majesty," Meng Tian said, "Sir's strategy of using barbarians to control barbarians is very effective against the Xiongnu. I want to leave for the border as soon as possible. Please give me your permission."
Ying Zheng smiled and said: "If you don't mention this matter, I will let you go. Now that the Huns have not been completely resolved, I still have trouble sleeping and eating.
So the Great Wall still cannot be stopped. After you go to the border, you need to do three things. First, continue to build the Great Wall. Second, train the troops according to the training method given by the teacher. The third is to find puppets.
There must be no mistakes in these three things, otherwise the Huns will be difficult to get rid of. "
"No." Meng Tian responded.
"Your Majesty, General Meng Tian left after getting the method of training troops. Is he too anxious? I'm afraid Qin An will become suspicious." Li Si said.
Ying Zheng nodded slowly and said: "What Li Si said is true, Meng Tian, please stay a few more days to make some of the sickles Qin An mentioned.
If it is really useful, I will promote it nationwide. "
"No." Meng Tian responded.
Li Si said: "Your Majesty is wise."
Fusu, Gongzi Gao and others said in unison: "Your Majesty is wise."
It's just that they lowered their voices. Except for a few of them, they couldn't hear it from a distance. This was to prevent Qin An from hearing it, otherwise the secret would be exposed.
Ying Zheng was enjoying it in his heart.
"Li Si, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are very good. I can already imagine that all the scholars in the world will become crazy because of these four things."
Li Si also said excitedly: "Your Majesty is wise, but pen, ink, paper and inkstone suddenly appeared. How should we control it? Should the court control it, the local government control it, or let the people control it.
Your Majesty, please make it clear. "
Ying Zheng frowned slightly. It's really hard to tell about this matter. Now that the Qin Dynasty has unified the six countries and uses Qin seal, many scholars in the other six countries are opposed to it.
Recently, he ordered the burning of books and the killing of more than 400 Confucian scholars in Xianyang City. This is definitely a big deal, so once the pen, ink, paper and inkstone appear.
The Confucian scholars of the Six Nations will definitely copy all the books from each country on paper and then save them. This gives the Confucian scholars of the Six Nations the opportunity to preserve the texts of each country.
When Li Si and others saw that Ying Zheng was silent, they stopped talking and could only wait slowly.
Fusu said: "Father, I think this matter should be left to Confucian scholars. Pens, inks, paper and inkstones are things that scholars need, so we should let them manage it."
Ying Zheng nodded first, then shook his head and said: "Although the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are matters for scholars, it cannot be left to them. I already know who should be left to deal with it."
"Who?" Fusu asked.
"Businessman," Ying Zheng said.
"Why a businessman?" Fusu asked puzzledly.
Li Si thought for a moment and said immediately: "Your Majesty is wise."
Fusu frowned and said, "Prime Minister, you already know what my father means."
"Of course." Li Si said, "My eldest son, businessmen travel all over the country. They are everywhere. If you give them pens, inks, paper and inkstones, they will definitely be able to spread it to the entire Daqin, because there is profit in it, and it is a very big profit.
If it is left to scholars, I am afraid that only the whole of Xianyang will have paper. Even if it can be used throughout the country, it will only be used by scholars and not others. "
"Is there something wrong?" Fusu asked, "Since pen, ink, paper and inkstone are things that scholars need, shouldn't they be used by scholars?"
"Absurd." Ying Zheng scolded angrily, "Chun Yuyue has really taught you to become more and more foolish. After returning this time, I will definitely destroy all nine of his tribes."
"Father, you must not do it." Fusu immediately stopped him, "What you taught me are all the words of saints. I am not stupid at all. Father, I am right."
"You..." Ying Zheng was furious.
At this moment, he wanted to beat Fusu.
At this moment, the guard at Qin'an's gate suddenly heard a voice, and Ying Zheng didn't get completely angry.
Qin An took a piece of paper and drew a sickle on it. He excitedly came to Ying Zheng and others and handed the drawing to Meng Tian. He didn't feel the tense atmosphere at all.
"Lao Meng, this is the sickle. Take it. Let's build one tomorrow," Qin An said.
"No." Meng Tian responded.
He took the drawing respectfully and frowned slightly when he saw the shape of the sickle.
"Sir, why does the shape of this sickle look so like a Huns weapon?"
"Is it similar?" Qin An said, "But when you say so, the appearance is really similar, but it is not a weapon of the Huns.
First of all, the blade is no longer on the outside but on the inside. Secondly, the blade of the sickle is serrated, which is very convenient for cutting wheat straw and rice straw. "
"Then I will make one first tomorrow. If it can be used, I will make more and give them to the villagers." Meng Tian said.
Then Meng Tian handed the drawing to Ying Zheng and said, "Village chief, please take a look."
Ying Zheng took a look and said: "Just looking at the surface, the shape does look very much like the Xiongnu weapons. However, as the gentleman said, there are many differences.
I will make more tomorrow and let the villagers try it. I will ask for suggestions from the village name before mass production. "
"No." Meng Tian responded.
"That's right. We should let the villagers give it a try. They have the best say on whether it works well or not. In addition, I still have a lot of drawings of farm tools that I haven't drawn yet. Give me a few days and I will try to make them within a month. Come out with these farm tools," Qin An said.
"There are actually farm tools. Please draw all the farm tools, sir," Ying Zheng said.
"No problem, as long as I know, I will draw it. It is a token of appreciation for the village chief and the villagers taking care of me." Qin An said with a smile.
