Tuesday Dog is just an ordinary farmer from the Zhou family.
Now everyone knows that he has won the trust of the Shaodong family and suddenly became a popular person in the Shaodong family.
The salary of one hundred and fifty cents a day is the same as the salary of the bosses in other workshops, which illustrates this problem.
However, no one knows how much hard work the Tuesday dog has put in these days.
When I went to look for limestone, I almost lost my life.
Before he had time to rest, he participated in the experiment of firing cement.
For two days and two nights, he barely slept a wink, staring at every step of the workers' operations and the time of each step.
He didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, he didn't dare to make any mistakes.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he watched the last boiler open and the mucus inside had been dried and turned into a dark gray hard mass.
Following the process that the young master told him before, he took out the dark gray lumps and ground them into powder himself.
This is already the third round of experiments.
What came out seemed very similar to what the young master said.
However, I don’t know if it can meet the standards of the Shaodong family.
Hearing the call of the dog on Tuesday, Duan Wenjun walked out of the pergola.
Looking at the dark gray powder he handed over, Duan Wenjun showed a bright smile. ,
He looked very excited, "It looks like that! Come on, hurry up, let's go try it!"
Mo Shoucheng frowned and followed him reluctantly.
He still couldn't figure out what was so magical about the cement Duan Wenjun was studying that made him so crazy.
After the previous two experiments, Tuesday Dog also knew how to use the cement, so he mixed the dark gray powder together with water.
He also took two half-foot-wide blue bricks that he had prepared a long time ago, put cement on the center, stacked them together, and placed them in the sun.
Duan Wenjun and Mo Shoucheng stood under the tree, holding up the wine bag and drinking sip after sip.
On Tuesday, the dog stood next to the blue bricks, staring intently.
Duan Wenjun called him several times, saying it was not that fast and asked him to come over and rest for a while, but he did not move.
While giggling that he wasn't hot, big beads of sweat rolled down his face, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat.
However, looking at the cement that gradually turned into white, a bright smile slowly appeared on Tuesday Dog's face.
Whenever it is about to dry up, Tuesday Dog will use his hands to dip a few drops of water into it and gently drip it on it.
The movements are very gentle, as delicate as feeding her own child.
The young master has instructed that the cement should not be too hot to dry out at once, otherwise the viscosity will be affected.
Therefore, in order to succeed, he must serve carefully.
Time passed by like this minute by minute.
I don’t know how long it took, but Tuesday the dog suddenly said, “It has turned white, and there are no cracks!”
Duan Wenjun stood up suddenly, ran over quickly, and carefully picked up the green brick.
He pulled gently and hard, but the two green bricks did not move at all, showing no intention of separating.
He broke it off hard again, but there was still no reaction between the green bricks.
"Successful!" He became extremely excited and handed the brick to Tuesday Dog, "Try it!"
The dog sucked milk with all his strength on Tuesday, and his face turned red from holding back the milk. However, the blue bricks were tightly stuck to each other, with no sign of loosening at all.
His face was full of excitement. He tried again and found that he still couldn't pull it open.
He knew he had finally succeeded.
Mo Shoucheng frowned, took the green brick from Tuesday Dog's hand, and exerted force so hard that the brick immediately split into two.
He shrugged, showing a helpless expression.
Seeing that the cement between the two bricks was intact, but the bricks were broken into two pieces by Mo Shoucheng, Duan Wenjun couldn't help but reveal a wry smile, "Okay, you know martial arts, you are great..."
The green bricks were broken by Mo Shoucheng, but the two bricks were still not separated.
Cement is finally made.
Undoubtedly, this is a huge breakthrough.
Duan Wenjun gave me the responsibility of setting up the cement workshop.
He can calculate the staffing and expense arrangements by himself, and then just ask Uncle Gu to make arrangements.
Duan Wenjun only raised two requirements, namely safety and confidentiality.
Duan Wenjun knows that whether it is the mining of limestone and clay or the transportation of iron ore residue, it is a labor-intensive and labor-intensive job.
Although he had instructed Gu Hongfu to fully cooperate with Tuesday Dog's needs, he also knew that the initial output would definitely not be very high.
However, after all, everything has just begun, so don’t be in a hurry.
He planned to use the early cement on the open space between Duanjiaji and Duanjiabao.
Now a technology research and development center is being built here to make it the heart of the industrial park concept.
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Shang Liang, Guozi studies.
It has been more than half a month since Qin Feng arrived at Shangliang.
Except for an interview with the Holy Spirit on the first day after he came back, he never took a step outside of the Confucian studies.
Before resigning, he had taught here, so he was not very unfamiliar.
During this period, under the guidance of Guozixue Superintendent Cheng Wending and ordinary officials, he had almost understood the situation here.
Here, from the previous dynasty to this dynasty, until yesterday, it has always been called Guozixue.
However, from now on, the Guozi Academy will no longer exist.
Here, it will be renamed Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Of course, this was approved by the emperor in advance.
Today is the first day that Guozixue changed its name to Guoxue College; it is also the first class that Qin Feng teaches after returning to Beijing.
All the students of the Chinese Academy of Sciences were summoned together.
More than three hundred students gathered together.
There are descendants of the royal family, children of ministers, and many children from poor families who have passed the exams.
Of course, sitting at the front were officials and scholars from the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Behind the curtain of the elegant room next to the upper room, there were the Dashun Emperor Chai Haoyun, the Queen Murong Shumin, the eldest princess Chai Haorong and others.
Qin Feng is a great scholar of this dynasty, and his lectures make people here yearn for him.
This is the first time Qin Feng has returned here to give lectures in more than ten years.
With everyone's eager anticipation, Qin Feng slowly walked to the front of the blackboard.
He did not prepare to deliver a passionate speech. Instead, he glanced at the people below and said in a very calm tone, "Today, I would like to leave time to everyone sitting here. Let's discuss an issue together."
As soon as this statement came out, the audience immediately whispered, wondering why Qin Feng did not give a lecture, but what he wanted to discuss with everyone.
Qin Feng picked up the pen and wrote six words on the blackboard.
"Why do you study?"
He spoke again, "Since we are all scholars, today we will discuss why we study."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone started talking.
The emperor Chai Haoyun, who was sitting in the private room, frowned and said, "Old man Qin, what do you want to do today?"
"Your Majesty, Mr. Qin has always had different ideas. I think he must have wanted to use this topic to remind many students of their original intention of studying and stimulate their desire to study!" Queen Murong Shumin replied with a smile.
"The queen is smart, and she can figure out the secret right away." Chai Haoyun took Murong Shumin's hand, held it in his, looked at her and smiled.
Although Queen Murong Shumin has never had children, Chai Haoyun has always loved her the most for so many years.
Murong Shumin not only helped him keep the harem in order, but sometimes she could also help him with suggestions for matters in the court.
For twenty years, the two of them respected each other as if they were guests and were extremely affectionate.
While they were talking, someone stood up. It was Zhang Yufeng, a descendant of the Zhang family in Shangliang.
Zhang Yufeng bowed respectfully, and then said, "Mr. Qin, as the ancients said, everything is inferior, only reading is good. Students think that when we study, we will increase our knowledge and understand things, so that we can become a good person in the future." A good official shares the emperor's worries."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience immediately applauded, and Qin Feng also smiled and nodded lightly.
Zhang Yufeng hugged his fists and sat back down.
With Zhang Yufeng's introduction, the students immediately became active.
Everyone spoke one after another, and the venue seemed extremely lively.
Some people want to get ahead; some people want to shine.
Some people want to be a good official and share their worries for the king; some people want to recite poems and compose poems and leave a name for their talent.
Answers, each has its own merits and profound meaning.
"Mr. Qin, this student has an immature idea. I hope Mr. Qin can enlighten me!" a voice sounded, and someone in the first row of students slowly stood up.
Everyone shut their mouths instantly.
The entire venue fell silent for an instant.
