Not long after Ying Feiyu came to Xianyang, he researched glass and opened a glass factory.
With the development over the years, the application of glass has become more and more extensive, and branch factories have been opened throughout Daqin.
At the same time, the factory in Xianyang is also expanding again and again, forming a certain scale!
As long as you can see glass products on the market now, the factory can produce them all!
After the machine was delivered, the craftsmen in the workshop gathered together, squeezing each other to watch this novel machine!
"What the hell is this?"
"Who knows! I heard that His Majesty sent it here!"
"His Majesty asked for it to be sent here? It must be some new gadget to be produced, right?"
"Hmm! I guess so...!"
Before Ying Feiyu arrived, the craftsmen took the lead in studying it.
But it was just a look, no one dared to do anything.
Before they understand the specific function of this thing, they cannot bear the responsibility if it breaks!
"Director Mo, do you recognize this machine? What does it do?"
Huang Yuan managed too many factories, and he was also responsible for manufacturing new machines, so he handed over some factories to trusted people for management.
The glass factory involved a wide range of things, and he did not dare to hand it over to outsiders easily, so he handed it over to his nephew, Huang Zimo, to manage it!
At this time, the Director Mo mentioned by the craftsman was him!
"This...I can't understand it either!"
Huang Zimo touched his smooth chin and studied the edge grinder carefully for a long time. He didn't see any clues. "But what is certain is that the things produced by this machine must be very precise!"
"Yeah! That's right!"
When the craftsmen heard this, they felt it was reasonable and nodded repeatedly.
About a quarter of an hour later, Ying Feiyu's car arrived outside the glass factory, and he strode in with two guards.
"Your Majesty is here...!"
"The common people meet Your Majesty...!"
Seeing Ying Feiyu's figure, the craftsmen saluted one after another.
Ying Feiyu waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to be polite.
Go straight to where the machine is!
"See Your Majesty...!"
Huang Zimo bowed respectfully and asked with doubts on his face, "Your Majesty? What is the purpose of the machine you sent? We have been studying it for a long time, but we can't find any clues!"
"Haha! That's right...!"
Ying Feiyu squinted his eyes and smiled mysteriously, "This thing is called an edge grinder! It can grind the lenses to a suitable arc!"
The reason why he arrived a little later than the machine was because he wanted to learn how to use the edger.
This was the first time this thing appeared in Da Qin, and no one knew how to use it.
If he, the inventor, doesn't know how to do it, that would be unreasonable!
So after carefully reviewing the structure and usage of the edger several times in the palace, I came here!
"Lens? Shouldn't the lenses be flat? Why do they have to be polished and curved?"
The lenses Huang Zimo understood were the lenses on the dressing table, so he was very puzzled.
I even imagined in my mind what the person reflected in the curved lenses looked like!
"No, no, no! This lens is not that lens!"
Ying Feiyu shook his finger and ordered someone to take out the lenses that had been exchanged in advance. According to the method found on the system in advance, he powered on the edge grinding machine, adjusted the machine, and started polishing.
The craftsmen gathered around and stared intently.
Reading glasses are different from myopia glasses. The power required for each age group is similar and does not need to be too precise.
So, he polished it according to the recommended degree!
The craftsmen were even more confused when they looked at the pair of round glasses in Ying Feiyu's hand.
"What is the use of such a small pair of glasses?"
"Maybe a telescope?"
"It shouldn't be. Telescopes don't need this kind of machine to produce...!"
No one understood the function of these small lenses, and could only stare at Ying Feiyu to see his next move.
"Follow the drawings and make a frame! While inlaying the lenses, the lighter the better!"
After checking the lens and confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, Ying Feiyu took out a blueprint from his arms and ordered Huang Zimo to do it.
"yes!"
Huang Zimo took the lens, opened the drawing, and responded.
About half an hour later, he came back sweating profusely and said, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, you have been waiting for a long time!"
After standing still, he quickly took out his glasses from his arms and handed them to Ying Feiyu, "Your Majesty, please take a look, how about this?"
Because the time was too short, he had not made any preparations before, and he found the materials with great difficulty.
It couldn't be too heavy, and the lens had to be inlaid. It took him and the craftsmen a long time to make it!
"Yeah! Okay!"
Ying Feiyu took the glasses, which were almost the same as the drawings he drew, and nodded with satisfaction.
In later generations, there were many different materials for frames.
Not only is it lightweight, it's also very sturdy.
But it’s not possible in this era. There are only a few materials that can be used. It’s pretty good to be able to make it like this in such a short time!
"Your Majesty! Forgive me for talking too much, but what is this thing for?"
Until now, Huang Zimo had not figured out the use of this thing.
"Here... hehe... go and call the old Zhaotou who is guarding the gate!"
The old man guarding the door has white hair and must be at least in his fifties.
Both sons were serving in the military, leaving him alone at home, so he was asked to guard the gate of the glass factory.
The glass factory has a canteen and dormitories for employees. You can eat here and live here. I just want to find a place for them to live!
"Uh...yes!"
Huang Zimo didn't know what he meant by doing this, but he ordered people to do it quickly.
The craftsman moved quickly and returned with the old man after a while!
Although the old man has white hair, his body looks very strong and his back is straight. He is much stronger than the civil servants in the court!
"Your Majesty...what are your orders?"
The old man cupped his hands, looking a little nervous.
"Let me ask you, do you feel any discomfort when looking at things up close?"
Ying Feiyu put his hands behind his back and asked with a serious face.
"Huh? How did Your Majesty know...?"
The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly widened, as if he was very surprised. "In the past two years, for some reason, I have been able to see things far away, but when I look at things close up, I feel very blurry and can't see clearly at all!"
Ying Feiyu smiled indifferently and did not explain the reason. Instead, he ordered someone to find a copy of today's newspaper and handed it to the old man, "Maybe you can read the words on it clearly?"
"Um... back to Your Majesty, I am... I am illiterate!"
The old man scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
"It's okay! Let me rephrase my question. Can you see the handwriting clearly and imitate its handwriting?"
"Uh... no, it's too blurry and I can't see clearly at all!"
The old man squinted his eyes and tried hard to see, but what he saw was still blurry.
Ying Feiyu nodded, moved the newspaper back, and asked again, "How about this?"
"Yeah! It's much better than before, but I still can't see clearly!"
Ying Feiyu nodded and took another step back, "What about this?"
"It's almost done this time. I can read clearly what's written in the newspaper!"
The old man nodded repeatedly and smiled.
