After school at noon, Zhao Yao was about to go to Lanyuan Pavilion for lunch, but was stopped by Tong Xi. It turned out that Xiao Fengzi had done the calligraphy that Zhao Yao had asked for before.
Xiaofengzi burned a lot of characters carved with clay, and finally succeeded, thanks to Zheng Cheng's help.
In the morning, Zheng Cheng saw that Xiao Fengzi had been firing characters carved with clay and had been unsuccessful. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but when he learned that it was requested by His Highness the Tenth Prince, he was curious and couldn't help but meddle in his own business.
Zheng Cheng and Xiao Fengzi cooperated and finally succeeded in firing.
Zhao Yao took the calligraphy made by Xiao Fengzi and looked at it carefully.
"Whether it works or not, I won't know until I try it." He looked at Xiaofengzi and said, "I'll let Tongxi let you know if it works this afternoon. If it doesn't work, you'll have to re-fire it. If it works, , you continue to bake according to this standard."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Thank you for your hard work these past two days." Zhao Yao glanced at Tong Xi, "Send him back to Shang Fanling."
Tongxi agreed: "Yes, Your Highness."
"Your Highness, no need..." Xiao Fengzi was pushed away by Tongxi before he could finish his words.
Zhao Yao put the calligraphy made by Xiao Fengzi in his arms and waited until he returned to Kunde Hall after lunch. Now go to Lanyuan Pavilion for lunch.
The fourth prince knew that Zhao Yao was going to have lunch with He Xiang and the others today, so he asked Wei Mian to send Zhao Yao's lunch to He Xiang, while he himself was going to Changding Palace for lunch.
Zhao Yao came to Lanyuan Pavilion and went straight to the room where He Xiang and the others were working.
Zheng Cheng arrived at Lanyuan Pavilion one step ahead of Zhao Yao. He was slightly startled when he saw Zhao Yao. He didn't expect that His Highness the Tenth Prince was a well-behaved child.
Zhao Yao raised a big smile and greeted He Xiang and the others.
He Xiang and the others saluted Zhao Yao one by one.
After the ceremony, Zheng Rang hurriedly introduced Zheng Cheng to Zhao Yao.
Zhao Yao looked at Zheng Cheng curiously: "You are the son of Taiwei Zheng, and you actually like the Mo family."
Zheng Cheng has heard this sentence since he was a child. As a child, he would get angry when hearing this, but now he is used to it. It seems that as the son of Taiwei Zheng, he likes the Mo family and likes to make things, which is a sin.
Zheng Cheng could only smile sarcastically.
Zhao Yao gave Zheng Cheng a thumbs up and sincerely praised him: "You like the Mo family and like to make things. You have a great future!"
"Ah?" Zheng Cheng was stunned. He didn't expect that His Highness would praise him. When he heard His Highness say that just now, he thought that His Highness was just like the others, but unexpectedly His Highness praised him for his future.
He Xiang and the others were also stunned by Zhao Yao's compliment.
"It's good to like the Mo family and like to make things." Zhao Yao said with a smile, "I also like the Mo family and like to make things."
Zheng Cheng could tell that Zhao Yao really thought it was good to like the Mo family, "Your Highness, you..."
"It's not a shame if you like the Mo family and like to be a craftsman." Zhao Yao crossed his arms and said seriously, "Craftsmen can do many things, and these things are very useful to our lives. If in this world It would be over without craftsmen, so don’t think it’s embarrassing for you to be a craftsman because you are Taiwei Zheng’s son.”
Zhao Yao's words touched Zheng Cheng's heart. He said with some excitement: "Your Highness, I never feel ashamed to be a craftsman."
"That's right. There are many craftsmen in Shang Fanling. Their skills are very good. You can learn from them and surpass them."
Zheng Cheng felt that Zhao Yao's words were motivating him and said seriously: "Yes, Your Highness!"
"Zheng Zhengshi, you didn't forget to bring delicious food from your hometown, right?" Zhao Yao looked at Zheng Rang longingly. If Zheng Rang said he didn't bring it, he would cry immediately.
Zheng Rang's heart softened when Zhao Yao saw him. He suppressed a smile and said, "I brought it with me, but I don't dare to forget it." If he really forgot to bring it with him, I'm afraid His Highness would burst into tears.
"I'm hungry." Zhao Yao touched his belly and said, "He Xiang, Grand Master Liu, let's have lunch."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Zheng Rang brought several plates of meat dishes, which are the delicacies that his family often eats. He Xiang also sent someone to deliver these dishes to the imperial kitchen for heating.
The lunch that the fourth prince prepared for Zhao Yao was all what he liked to eat on weekdays. He knew that Zhao Yao was going to exchange delicious food with Zheng Rang today, so he specially asked the imperial kitchen to make fire bacon, crystal goose, leek, pickled bamboo shoots and Harry soup for Zhao Yao.
Zhao Yao was afraid that Zheng Rang and the others would be embarrassed to pick them up, so he specially picked some for Zheng Rang himself and asked Zheng Rang and them not to be polite.
During the meal, Zhao Yao was eating the delicacies brought by Zheng Rang while asking how to make them.
Zheng Rang knows how to cook. When they were in their hometown, he cooked most of their family's three meals a day. The delicacies he brought were cooked by himself, so he knew the cooking methods very well.
He knew that Zhao Yao had the habit of collecting food recipes from various places, so he thoughtfully wrote down the recipes in advance.
Zhao Yao had a better impression of Zheng Rang when he saw how attentive he was. He chattered and introduced to Zheng Rang the delicious food he brought today.
Zheng Rang likes to cook on weekdays, and he has never eaten the dishes Zhao Yao brought before. He just ate some and found it very delicious, so he thought about making it himself in the future. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yao told him the method directly, and he wrote it down seriously.
Although Zhao Yao doesn't know how to cook, he is very clear about how to cook delicious food because he went out of his way to understand it.
Zheng Cheng saw that his eldest brother was listening very seriously and smiled in his heart. He had found a soulmate.
Originally these dishes were very delicious, but now after Zhao Yao's description, these dishes instantly became more delicious, making Zheng Rang and Zheng Cheng think they were eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.
Zhao Yao's food was very delicious. Under his influence, both He Xiang and Liu Taishi ate half a bowl of rice more.
Zhao Yao and He Xiang ate all the food on the table, not even the soup was left. As long as Zhao Yao is here, it is impossible to leave any residue.
He Xiang and Taishi Liu had experienced the famine in the previous dynasty, which made them particularly cherish food. Every time they have a meal, they will eat the food thoroughly. If you can't finish it, save it for the next meal and never throw it away.
Taishi Liu took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer of his desk, poured out two pills and handed them to Zhao Yao.
"Your Highness, take the digestive medicine as soon as possible, otherwise you will bloat your stomach."
In fact, Zhao Yao didn't feel full, but seeing that Taishi Liu and He Xiang were worried about him, he couldn't refuse their kindness, so he picked up two pills from Taishi Liu's hand and threw them into his mouth.
He Xiang hurriedly handed a cup of tea to Zhao Yao.
Zhao Yao took the tea cup, lowered his head and took a few sips.
"Your Highness, may I ask you a question?" During the meal, Zhao Yao kept talking about the delicious food, and Zheng Cheng was embarrassed to interrupt.
Zhao Yao smiled and said, "You ask."
"How did you come up with the idea of making stirrups?" Zheng Cheng asked again, "How did you come up with the idea of using two iron rings to make stirrups?"
"Ah?" Zhao Yao thought it was some kind of problem, but he didn't expect it was a stirrup. Stirrups have been made for a long time. "That's how I came up with it."
Seeing Zheng Cheng's curiosity, Zhao Yao told him about the stirrup idea that day.
"The iron hoop can be tied very well, so it is most suitable for use as stirrups."
"So that's it." Zheng Cheng bowed to Zhao Yao, "Your Highness is wise."
Zhao Yao waved his hand and said: "It's just a stirrup, no need to make such a fuss."
"Your Highness, you asked Xiao Fengzi to carve the characters with clay and then burn them hard. What are you planning to do?" Zheng Cheng thought for a long time, but he still didn't understand what His Highness was doing by burning the characters.
Zhao Yao took out the few words Xiao Fengzi had just given him from his arms and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate these words, they will come in handy."
Zheng Cheng asked curiously: "What's the use?"
"I won't tell you for now." Zhao Yao said with a mysterious face, "When I finish everything, you will know its use."
He Xiang stroked his beard and said, "It seems that His Highness is going to make something useful again."
Zhao Yao nodded vigorously: "Well, it's very useful. When I make it, you will be surprised and you will thank me."
Hearing what Zhao Yao said was so exaggerated, He Xiang and Taishi Liu couldn't help but be a little curious.
"Are they any more useful than stirrups?"
"Well, it's more useful than stirrups. Just wait." Zhao Yao waited to go back to experiment and didn't chat with He Xiang and the others for long. After saying that, he left with joy.
Zheng Cheng felt itchy after hearing this and wanted to follow him.
There was riding and shooting practice in the afternoon, and Zhao Yao hurried back to Kunde Hall.
"Mother, are you ready for the ink I asked you to prepare?"
"I'm ready, and I've prepared some paper for you."
"Great." Zhao Yao took out the fired characters from his arms, brushed ink on them, and pressed them on the paper. Words appeared immediately on the blank paper.
Liang Zhaoyi and Tong Xi stood aside and saw Zhao Yao doing this, and were surprised: "Yao Yao, are you sealing it?"
"Concubine, I am printing." Zhao Yao picked up the paper on which a few words were printed, "Concubine, do you think the printing is good?" Because the words are engraved backwards, the words printed on the paper is correct.
"The seal is very clear." Liang Zhaoyi said with confusion, "Isn't it the same as a seal?"
"It's different. What I want to create is called movable type printing." Zhao Yao said, "As long as we create movable type printing, all books in the future can be printed without the need for copying."
"Movable type printing?!" Liang Zhaoyi and Tong Xi both looked shocked.
Next, Zhao Yao took out the drawings he had drawn before and introduced to Liang Zhaoyi and others in detail what movable type printing was and how to use movable type printing.
After listening to this, Liang Zhaoyi and Tongxi were both stunned and stunned.
"Xiao Fengzi just made out the words I want for the time being. Next, I have to use iron plates." Zhao Yao pinched his chin and said, "First of all, I have to make out all the words that are commonly used in daily life, and then I have to make out the uncommon words. Make the characters out so that it will be easier to print the book."
Liang Zhaoyi looked very excited and said: "Yao Yao, this movable type printing technology is amazing!"
Tongxi stood aside and nodded quickly: "Your Highness, you are really amazing!" How did His Highness come up with this? This is amazing.
"Hey, using it, you can print more books in the future, so books will become cheaper, and many people will be able to afford books." Zhao Yao put his hands on his hips and smiled very proudly, "And I will publish books in the future. It will be very convenient.”
Liang Zhaoyi knew that this movable type printing technology must be something from Zhao Yao's world in his dream, "Yao Yao, let Shang Fanling make all the characters used in daily life as soon as possible."
"Tongxi, you should go to Shang Fanling now and tell Xiaofengzi to burn movable type according to this standard." Zhao Yao explained, "By the way, let him make all the rest." When it comes to actually printing the book. , it is not like he just brushed ink on the movable type and then printed them one by one.
"Yes, Your Highness." After Tongxi saluted Liang Zhaoyi and Zhao Yao, he hurried to Shang Fanling to find Xiao Fengzi.
"Actually, my movable type printing technology is still relatively backward. There are many shortcomings and still need to be improved." Zhao Yao said thoughtfully, "I will improve it in the future. Now I will start with the simplest movable type printing." Print it out.”
Liang Zhaoyi reached out and touched Zhao Yao's little head, "Don't be in a hurry, take your time."
Zhao Yao asked: "Concubine, I have made movable type printing, do you want to tell your father?" In fact, he wanted to tell his father so that he could print many books soon.
"Of course, there is no need to hide this matter." Liang Zhaoyi smiled reassuringly at Zhao Yao, "You made stirrups before, so it is not surprising that you made movable type printing this time."
Yaoyao, your father will protect you.
The second update is here.
I won’t go into detail about how movable type printing works, after all, everyone knows it. If you don’t know, veterans can check it out.
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