Having said this, the prince teased him cheerfully.
"But this has nothing to do with you, you are just a businessman——"
Li Shimin was in a good mood now that the problem that had been bothering him for many days was solved. He lay down leisurely on the recliner regardless of the bully's teasing.
"Didn't you say so yourself? We are so humble that we dare not forget about our country. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."
As he spoke, he crossed his legs cheerfully.
"Besides, my father-in-law is from the royal family, and is highly valued by His Majesty. He may be crowned king one day - you brat, you are lucky to be able to marry my Yue'er. When the time comes, you will be Maybe one day I will suddenly become the prince-in-law..."
"Let's see what you can do. It won't be too late until you become a county prince -"
Wang Zi'an snorted and didn't bother to look at his face, which showed that I was already at the top. He turned his head and chatted with Uncle Hong and Uncle Wen.
Hey--
Li Shimin was very angry.
Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to be like this bitch like him!
"Uncle Wen, as far as I know, there aren't many people in Datang's Modao team. Why are you still so busy?"
When Old Uncle Wen saw him asking, he couldn't help but sit up with a wry smile.
"As for Zian, do you think this is the village where we make our own farm tools? Just take out an iron ingot and bang it a few times to use it? Mo Dao requires hundreds of steelmaking efforts - one iron ingot, a few people, Even if you beat it repeatedly for a day, you may not be able to forge a usable piece. It takes a lot of effort——"
With that said, Old Uncle Wen resignedly lay down on the recliner.
"I used to think that being an official would be a great thing, but I didn't expect that I would just change my place and continue blacksmithing. Not only did I not make much money, but it was even harder than before. No wonder you were unwilling to be an official in the past - you are still smart. ——”
As he spoke, Old Uncle Wen turned to look at Li Shimin, who was stunned.
"Brother Li, don't you believe it? As someone who has been here, I would like to remind you that being a wealthy businessman is fine, but you don't know how cheating it is to be an official -"
Old Uncle Wen gently flicked his green official uniform, stretched out the slightly wrinkled corners, and then said with a sigh on his face.
"I get up early and come home late. I can't take care of my children or my family. Well, if it weren't for the fact that the Ministry of Industry couldn't live without me, I tell you, I would have resigned and gone home..."
Seeing that this guy was here and in Versailles, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel happy and deliberately teased him.
"Yes, yes, yes, old Uncle Wen must look down on this kind of petty official. So what, I'll say hello to the Ministry of Works later. If it doesn't work, we won't do it. We'll go home and fight for ourselves. Go, it’s not like living the same life..."
Wang Zi'an's words almost choked Old Uncle Wen.
"Ahem - this, no need, no need, please don't tell me, you have to owe others a favor, it's not worth it, ahem, mainly, I know this craft, and if I don't contribute to the court, I'm afraid of being poked in the back - - Just be tired if you are tired. Anyway, we are used to it after such a long time. If we really have some free time, these bones will be really uncomfortable..."
Can this official be resigned at will?
Since I became the director of the Ministry of Industry, my wife is gentle and my son is obedient. When I walk in the village, everyone's titles have changed from Old Wen Tou and Wen Blacksmith to Uncle Wen and Director Wen.
Not to mention anything else, I used to ask matchmakers to marry my two sons, but now it's better. The matchmakers come to my house every day, and the threshold is almost smoothed.
Moreover, if they were either the daughters of landlords or the daughters of wealthy families, they not only did not mention the betrothal gift, but also paid the dowry——
It smells good.
This kid, Zian, is so down-to-earth, so I just complain and complain casually.
Ah, this——
I'm used to complaining to my old lady...
Meet the old guy there at Versailles.
Old Uncle Hong pursed his lips and was too lazy to talk to him. But I also know that what this old fellow said is not all nonsense.
"I've been to Lao Wen's place, and it's really hard work. In this cold weather, the blacksmiths were bare-chested and sweating from exhaustion. He is restless and often takes the lead in the work himself - Bailian Steel is really difficult to work with, it takes so much effort——"
Mentioning this, Old Uncle Hong couldn't help but sympathize with this old guy.
Listening to the two people complaining there, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel moved.
He had heard of steel-making. This was a relatively common steel-frying method in ancient times. It was to forge out the impurities in the pig iron through repeated heating, folding, and beating of the pig iron, turning it into Steel parts with better toughness and hardness are commonly known as steel-making.
This is also a term that is often seen at this time: iron.
In this era, weapons made of iron are truly treasures!
Therefore, we often hear exaggerated terms such as "cutting iron with a precious sword" and "cutting iron like clay" in storytelling and novels.
However, the iron is said to be hundreds of times refined, and it is not easy to forge. As a result, the output of this kind of thing is extremely low. Even the Tang Dynasty was unable to achieve mass production.
Therefore, the Datang Mo Dao Team has almost become the trump card of the Datang Army.
After the Tang Dynasty, this powerful unit quickly disappeared in the long river of history. There's no way, the weapons and equipment can't keep up.
Wang Zi'an thought about it and said thoughtfully.
"There's actually no skill in making steel, it's just that it's difficult to forge, right?"
"Isn't forging difficult enough? Just like this, you will die. We have hundreds of blacksmiths from the Ministry of Industry working hard for a day, but they can't forge a few weapons-"
Old Uncle Wen was almost amused by Wang Zi'an's layman's words.
Li Shimin's heart moved. He sat upright and stared at Wang Zi'an with bright eyes.
"Zian, do you have any idea?"
"Why are you so excited? Why do you still want to engage in the arms smuggling business..."
Wang Zi'an teased him with a half-smile, and then nodded slowly.
"What else can I do? I'm not a blacksmith, but if I just want to forge steel, I have a stupid way to mass-produce it..."
Mass production of hundreds of steel!
Are you telling me this is a stupid way?
Li Shimin couldn't help but breathe a little heavier, wishing he could just blow this Versailles bitch to a pulp.
"Zian, you have a way -"
When Uncle Wen heard this, he got up from the recliner with a groan. He got up so fast that the sugar water was all over his chest.
Then he wiped away the water stains on his clothes with a distressed look on his face, and did not forget to tilt his head and ask Wang Zi'an.
"any solution?"
Wang Zi'an smiled and said, "Use the pulley."
This kind of thing sounds complicated to say, but is actually much simpler to draw.
Ask the waiter not far away to bring a charcoal pen.
Brush brush brush——
Draw a set of pulleys.
"Is this a pulley?"
Uncle Hong, who was standing aside, frowned in confusion.
"But it looks like there are a few more wheels than we usually use-"
Pulleys are not a rare thing. In my country, there are records about pulleys in the "Mo Jing" written by Mozi and his disciples in 388 BC.
However, the application of pulleys at that time was not as complex and sophisticated as that of later generations. It could only save effort, but it could not change the direction of force. In the Tang Dynasty, pulleys were widely used, so Uncle Hong recognized them at a glance.
"Yes, it's a pulley. To be precise, it's a pulley set——"
As Wang Zi'an spoke, he added tall wooden poles and horizontal pillars to the side, and then drew a huge iron mat underneath. Then, while Li Shimin, Old Uncle Wen and Old Uncle Hong were stunned, they hung a huge stone lock-like iron block on the pulley.
"You mean, use this for forging?"
At this point, the three of them had vaguely guessed Wang Zi'an's plan. Old Uncle Wen couldn't help but excitedly interjected.
Wang Zi'an smiled and nodded.
"I thought about it, since I just hit it with a hammer, wouldn't this save more effort?"
"Not only does it save effort, but with one, I don't know how much the forging progress will be improved!"
Uncle Hong couldn't help but slap his thigh.
"Zian, tell me how the seeds on your head grow. It's such a simple truth that we people just can't figure it out -"
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh.
Technology itself has such characteristics. In the history of human society, many transformative technologies are just a small step based on the predecessors.
But this small step must have taken a long period of historical accumulation. If you pierce it, you will feel as simple as before. But if no one pierces it, you will never think of it even if you beat yourself to death.
For example, the difference between the straight-column plow and the curved-column plow is actually not very big. The latter is just a small step based on the former. But because of this small step, human beings The level of farming has made great progress.
"I'm just thinking about it, it may not work -"
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go over and try now. Once successful, Zian, you will have made great achievements again -"
Before Wang Zi'an finished speaking, Li Shimin suddenly stood up.
Finally, a good method for forging hundreds of steel was found. Old Uncle Wen couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and pulled Wang Zi'an to leave.
Wang Zi’an:……
Let me tell you, this pulley can't run here, why are you so anxious?
But Old Uncle Wen’s face has to be sold.
After thinking about it, Wang Zi'an asked someone to call Xue Rengui and Wu Zetian while looking at Li Shimin.
"You are familiar with the Ministry of Industry, right? It just so happens that I, the two apprentices, still don't have a weapon that I can use. Zetian is too young and has trouble using ordinary weapons. Rengui has strength. It’s a bit big and can’t be used with ordinary weapons, it’s too light——”
As he said this, Wang Zi'an looked at Li Shimin and clapped his hands cheerfully.
"If this pulley block can be used, this credit must be enough to replace two reasonable weapons, right?"
Li Shimin nodded arrogantly.
"No problem, I'm familiar with the armory department - as long as your pulley block works, let alone one, I can get it out for you even if it's ten or a hundred..."
"Ahem - Brother Li, do you think your family is responsible for the weapons inspection? There are still dozens of weapons -"
Seeing this guy "talking nonsense" as if the weapons inspector was his own back garden, old Uncle Wen next to him couldn't stand it anymore.
"Brother, you are in business. I don't know. I was working in the weapons inspection department during this period, but I know very clearly that there are many kinds of weapons in there, but each one has a number. Anything less will be held accountable——"
As he spoke, he patted Li Shimin on the shoulder sincerely.
"Brother Li, I'm not talking about you, brother. You are good at everything, but you need to change your bragging temper..."
Li Shimin:...
"No, Brother Wen, I didn't brag..."
"Okay, okay, okay, I understand, we're not bragging - let's go, okay?"
Old Uncle Wen patted his shoulder, turned around and walked out.
This old Li is addicted to bragging and is hopeless.
Li Shimin:...
Damn it, what do you mean?
He was in a mess in the strong wind. Old Uncle Hong also sighed and patted his shoulder gently.
"Brother Li, how much did you drink at noon today -"
After saying that, he turned around and went out.
Li Shimin almost choked up in one breath.
Is it a big deal for my majestic Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to go to the Ordnance Supervisor and acquire two weapons?
Wang Zi'an suppressed a smile and pretended not to see the embarrassment on his face. He put his hands behind his back and followed him out.
Wu Zetian's weapons were okay, and one could be customized, but Xue Rengui's weapons were not good. He was too strong, and ordinary materials could not meet his requirements.
Therefore, I'm afraid I have to use some deep sea black iron, or meteorite iron. This thing, even if it is placed in the imperial court, is a rare treasure.
Without His Majesty the Emperor's intervention, it would be difficult for him to buy it even if he had money.
Just give him some face today, don't add insult to injury, just read the joke.
As soon as they walked out of the back garden gate, they met Xue Rengui and Wu Zetian coming in a hurry. At this time, Wu Zetian was wearing shorts, her face was wet with sweat, but her eyes were bright and bright.
"How's it going? How many moves have you learned?"
Wang Zi'an asked casually. Before Wu Zetian could say anything, Xue Rengui, who was following him, couldn't help but take over with a look of admiration.
"Back to Master, Junior Sister Wu is very talented and has extraordinary qualifications. My disciple just demonstrated it once and has already learned everything -"
Although Wang Zi'an had some expectations about Wu Zetian, he still couldn't help but lowered his head and took another look.
Sure enough, the capable can do anything.
This later Emperor Zetian was so amazing even when he practiced martial arts with him.
"Not bad, very good, keep working hard -"
Wang Zi'an rubbed Wu Zetian's little head with satisfaction and showed an encouraging smile.
Li Shimin couldn't help but glance at the exquisite-looking Wu Zetian, and then turned to look at Wang Zi'an.
"Are you really teaching this child martial arts? Is it inappropriate for a girl to practice this? I thought you were going to teach her calligraphy, painting or cooking or something like that -"
Li Shimin couldn't help but interject.
"Why, you look down on girls - let me tell you, in ancient times there were good wives, Hua Mulan, and now there is Wu Xu and Wu Zetian. As my disciple, you may not think she is a girl, but she is destined to be a stunning figure in the world. Unparalleled genius——"
Having said this, Wang Zi'an gently rubbed Wu Zetian's little head.
"Xu'er, don't be proud and complacent, let alone belittle yourself. In this world, no one is naturally inferior to others. Who stipulates that women can only support their husbands and raise their children and stay in the boudoir? Xu'er, you have to remember that Hai The fish can leap, and the sky can let the birds fly. I believe that your future will not be inferior to any of your senior brothers, and it may even be far beyond—"
Wu Zetian couldn't help but raise her little face, subconsciously clenched her fist tightly, raised her face, and looked at her young and handsome master with bright eyes.
Ah, Master actually has such great expectations for me!
Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly--
Wu Xu couldn't help but recited it silently in his heart, and then firmly imprinted it in his heart.
A small flame quietly ignited from the young heart.
Li Shimin couldn't help but turned around with a surprised look on his face, and took another careful look at Samurai Xun's little girl.
Is this child so evil?
How could he be so highly regarded by a peerless master like Wang Zi'an?
