In a workshop of the power plant, Ying Zheng held up a microphone and froze in place with a look of astonishment.
The others didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to say anything at will, so they just watched quietly!
In the huge workshop, except for bursts of sound coming from the microphone, there is nothing else!
"Brother Zheng, it's Feiyu's voice! It's really Feiyu's voice! Feiyu's voice can really come out from this little phone!"
After being stunned for a long time, Lian'er, who was closest to Ying Zheng, was the first to react and was very excited.
Even if the baby she gave birth to in ten months of pregnancy was very quiet, she could tell it immediately!
Hearing the sound, everyone's eyes in the workshop fell on Lian'er again.
Because they didn't dare to get too close to Ying Zheng, they couldn't hear the sound in the microphone at all!
Now that I heard that the sound can really be heard, my eyes were full of shock!
"Brother Zheng, Feiyu is talking to you, you should respond!"
Lian'er gently pushed Ying Zheng's shoulder, which brought him back from the shock.
"Um?"
He just reacted, still looking stunned.
"The child is talking to you!"
Lian'er pointed to the microphone.
"Hey! Father, you can hear me, right? Please reply!"
Ying Feiyu's ears were so powerful that even if Lian'er was standing aside, the words he spoke could still be picked up by the microphone and transmitted to the other end.
"Oh! Oh! I heard it, I heard it!"
Ying Zheng nodded slightly dullly.
Until now, he was still in extreme shock. He didn't understand why sound could really come out of this small phone?
Is it a magic spell?
"You heard it and you didn't reply?"
Ying Feiyu muttered dissatisfiedly on the other end of the phone, "Father, I am going to read a poem now. Remember it. When we go back later, you can tell us what the poem is!"
"Uh...okay!"
Ying Zheng nodded.
"The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors!"
"Father, remember this, I will go back now!"
After Ying Feiyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone and led everyone back to the workshop.
"Dudu..."
Ying Zheng was a little at a loss when he heard the sudden busy tone from the phone.
He glanced at everyone present suspiciously!
"What did Feiyu just say...?"
Lian'er recognized her son's voice, but the microphone was next to Ying Zheng's ear, so she couldn't hear what was specifically said.
"Feiyu, he..."
"Father, could you clearly hear what poem my son was reading just now?"
Before Ying Zheng could finish his words, Ying Feiyu pushed open the door and walked in high-spirited.
Everyone behind him focused their attention on Ying Zheng, hoping that he could answer the correct title of the poem.
In this way, it proves that the phone was successfully manufactured!
"It was a poem your boy wrote last spring when we were admiring the spring scenery in the Imperial Garden. It was called... Ode to the Willows!"
Ying Zheng deliberately emphasized the title of the poem.
"Wow..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of applause.
That poem can be called a quatrain, and it spread quickly, and almost everyone in the Qin Dynasty knew it.
The people who followed Ying Feiyu to the factory were so excited when they saw Ying Zheng saying the correct title of the poem that they jumped up one after another!
"Father, is this...?"
Yingheng didn't know what they said on the phone, so he asked without knowing the reason.
"This guy read a poem on the other end of the phone. If I say the correct name of the poem, it proves that the call was successful!"
Only then did Ying Zheng finally react, and the excitement on his face became more and more intense.
"Really successful?"
"That's right!"
"Very good!"
Yingheng was also heavily involved in the development of the phone. After confirming its success, we were very excited.
"Lian'er, come and try, I'll go to the warehouse!"
"well!"
Knowing that Lian'er was interested in the phone, Ying Zheng took the initiative to put the phone in Lian'er's hand and ran to the warehouse.
After a while, a voice came from the phone.
"Lian'er, can you hear me?"
"I can... I can hear it! Sound can actually come out of this phone!"
Lian'er nodded excitedly.
Then the two chatted a few more words on the phone, and then Ying Zheng returned.
Yingheng also hired craftsmen to test the effect of the phone, and we were pleasantly surprised!
"Great. From now on, our Daqin's communications will be improved to a higher level! Not only can we transmit messages thousands of miles away, but we can also make direct calls!"
"Yes! Even if we are thousands of miles apart, we can still hear the voices of our loved ones!"
"If we are going to deploy troops and generals in the future, why do we need the Tiger Talisman? Just make a phone call...!"
Veterans are also happy with the phone's success.
"Lao Wang, Lao Kang, from now on we will all install a telephone in our house! If there is any event, just make a few calls and we can find all the people directly, eliminating the need to send people back and forth to find them!"
"Haha! Yes! When you drink again in the future, it's just a phone call away!"
"It would be so convenient if this thing became popular...!"
Everyone began to imagine life after the popularization of telephones, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously turned up.
"Now that the phone test is successful, you guys should quickly publish it in the newspaper and make people all over the world happy!"
Ying Zheng issued the order.
"Father, don't worry! The original purpose of telephone research was to facilitate people's communication. How could we inform people about it?"
Ying Feiyu smiled and nodded.
After several years of development, the whole world is Qin.
In order to ensure that these lands are not missed by intentional aliens, immigration is always in progress.
If you want to assimilate all the foreign races, it will take at least a few decades, or at most a hundred years!
During this period, immigration was uninterrupted.
This has resulted in many people being separated from their families.
Although with the telegraph, news can be sent quickly.
But after all, it is a cold text, how can it be as heartwarming as a direct phone call?
"In the future, soldiers stationed in other places will be able to call their families, which will put their families at ease!"
Ying Zheng felt this.
For the sake of the stability of the Qin Dynasty, millions of soldiers of the Qin Dynasty were away from their families.
Being able to have a few words with your family is more precious than gold!
"Yes! I'll let people from the newspaper come and take pictures now, so that the people can see what the phone looks like!"
Ying Feiyu immediately called for the accompanying guards and asked them to go to the newspaper office to spread the news.
Soon, the newspaper sent two reporters to take pictures on the phone.
It’s really all-round, no blind spots!
After the photos were taken, Ying Feiyu asked them to try it out in person.
In this way, the function of the phone can be written more clearly!
As expected, the two reporters were stunned when they heard each other's voice, and it took them a while to react!
"Your Majesty! Isn't this magic?"
The reporters looked at Ying Feiyu in horror.
"This is not magic, it's technology!"
Ying Feiyu smiled calmly and answered in the affirmative.
Later, the craftsmen involved in the manufacturing took the two people away and explained to them in detail the manufacturing principles of the phone.
After hearing this, the two reporters suddenly realized, "Technology really changes life!"
