"Tell me, what do you think of this thing?"
Mr. Lu looked at Yang Dong with great interest and asked.
Yang Dong pondered for a moment, but his heart was filled with horror.
But don’t underestimate Mr. Lu’s current research! According to the current technological level of the Zhou Dynasty, Mr. Lu's thoughts are nothing short of transcending the times.
If he is really allowed to build the steam engine, the national power of the Great Zhou Dynasty will return to its peak in a very short time, and it will even be much stronger than its peak!
It's just... Mr. Lu's ideas are destined to have some limitations.
For example, although Mr. Lu has now realized the power of steam, whether it is a pot lid or a pot for boiling water, they are only used for ordinary cooking.
But if you want to build a steam engine, whether it is a pot or a lid, the material strength required is much greater than that of an ordinary iron pot. And one more thing is the sealing.
If the sealing cannot be improved, the energy brought by the steam will also be greatly lost, and then it will lose its meaning.
Thinking of this, an idea gradually emerged in his mind.
"Mr. Lu, steam is indeed the development trend in the future, but the strength of today's materials is far from enough."
Hearing this, the expression on Mr. Lu's face couldn't help but be startled.
He originally thought that it would be extremely difficult for Yang Dong to see the secret. But he didn't expect that the other party would directly point out the key points.
Although I don't understand the specific meaning of this material strength. But based on the literal meaning, he had already made a rough guess.
But soon, Mr. Lu frowned slightly again.
"What I am using is already the best Baiyang Steel. If the strength of these steels is not enough, the power of steam may not be able to produce a breakthrough in the short term."
"Other than that, do you have any other opinions?"
"Then there's the issue of sealing."
Yang Dong continued to talk based on the questions he had thought of before.
"The power of steam is indeed very powerful. But if good air tightness cannot be created, a large amount of steam power will be wasted. As a result, the energy efficiency converted from combustion will be greatly reduced."
"And after the efficiency decreases, the effectiveness of the steam engine will also be greatly reduced."
Hearing these words, the wrinkles between Mr. Lu's eyebrows became deeper and deeper.
He was surprised to find that he actually didn't understand the meaning of Yang Dong's words.
Things like air tightness, steam power, energy efficiency, conversion rate, etc.
He had never even heard of these words.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that these words are extremely concise and very appropriate. Even if he has never heard it, he can roughly understand its meaning.
However, he could not solve the problem raised by Yang Dong immediately.
Thinking of this, a look of disappointment appeared on Mr. Lu's cheeks.
"Sigh... that's all. After all, I'm just out of my mind! This power of steam is beyond our control now. But you, boy, may be able to create this thing in the future."
Speaking of this, Mr. Lu seemed to have thought of something, and the slump on his face disappeared, replaced by a strong feeling of excitement.
He suddenly grabbed Yang Dong's sleeve and asked in a trembling voice:
"By the way, tell me the truth, kid, you actually..."
At this point, his words suddenly stopped. Then, when Yang Dong looked confused, he pulled him aside into a separate room with no other people.
Then he lowered his voice and asked:
"You kid, are you not a eunuch? Is that guy's business still going on?"
ah? ? ?
Yang Dong was startled at first, and then thought that when he went to Luozhou, Hong Laoliu must have known that he was not a real eunuch.
It's just that this sixth man has such a big mouth!
Yang Dong silently complained in his heart and decided to secretly deduct a sum of money from him.
In this way, he felt better.
"Now that you know, I won't hide this from you. To be honest, I am still a man."
"Seriously!"
Mr. Lu's eyelids twitched and he immediately raised his hand, trying to grasp something.
Seeing this, Yang Dong subconsciously covered his lower body and asked with a look of horror:
"Mr. Lu, what are you doing? There's no need to personally verify your identity for this kind of thing, right?"
"Haha, kid, what kind of nonsense are you thinking about?"
Mr. Lu glared at Yang Dong angrily, and then continued:
"I'm going to take the incense altar used by our Mo family to worship our ancestors. What do you think I'm going to do?"
Hearing this, Yang Dong couldn't help but feel a flash of embarrassment on his face.
Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, you said earlier that you wanted to get the incense altar! I thought you were plotting against me!
Wait, Mr. Lu has nothing to do, why do you worship the ancestor?
He opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to ask. But Mr. Lu gave him a sharp look and stared back.
"You, my boy, will be the successor of the new generation of Mo family from now on."
"Why don't you come over quickly and kowtow to the Patriarch three times?"
"ah?"
Yang Dong's expression was slightly startled. He looked so good, but how could he become a descendant of the Mo family? And he clearly didn’t agree!
He pondered for a moment, and was about to refuse, when he saw Mr. Lu with a rare serious look on his face:
"Boy, you have to think clearly before you speak. The identity of the heir of the Mo family is a heavy responsibility, and it is not something you can achieve easily. In addition, after you become a disciple, I can relieve myself of this burden and feel at ease in my life. Retired in the palace."
"But……"
Yang Dong hesitated for a moment and finally expressed his hesitation.
"Mr. Lu, he is a member of the Mohist family and has a lot of connections. The younger one thinks that firstly, he has never learned the magic of the Mohist family, and secondly, he is not an orthodox successor. I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public if the identity of the successor is so easily handed over to the younger one? Besides..."
"Is it difficult to convince the crowd?"
Mr. Lu sneered. At this moment, an arrogant and heroic spirit burst out from his body.
He strode forward and walked directly out of the door. Then he shouted loudly towards the craftsmen who were still busy.
"I want to hand over the heir of the Mo family to Yang Dong, do any of you have any objections?"
As soon as these words came out, the craftsmen who were working suddenly stopped. But after a while, he looked unconcerned and continued busy with his own affairs.
"Isn't he just a descendant of the Mo family? It's perfect for Manager Yang to be the one!"
"That's right, that's right. We, the rest of us, are able to achieve our current status, don't we all rely on Mr. Yang's help?"
"Brothers, look at what kind of life those senior brothers in the Ministry of Industry are living now! If you ask me, it is better to follow Mr. Yang, the only way to have a bright future. Mr. Yang, you must be the heir of the Mo family!"
"That's right, you have to do it!"
Some people died, but not completely...
