Various projects in Jianjiang Mansion have begun to be carried out quickly.
Fang Zheng had nothing to do. He just spent his days in the public room eating, drinking and pointing.
If you see someone taking a break, ask him to make various arrangements!
After this, everyone else was so busy that they hit the back of their heads, especially Li Yuanzhao.
The whole person was like a small spinning top, constantly scurrying around inside and outside the city.
People who don’t know think that Fang Zheng is using the prince as a tool!
Fang Zheng himself naturally didn't feel ashamed.
I suffered from workplace PTSD in my previous life, and I can only rely on PUA to cure it in this life.
In this regard, the big capitalists have also summed up a new theory.
How can people become happy?
It must be valuable and have a sense of existence before you can know what happiness is.
So how can it be called valuable? It’s valuable if it can be used by others!
I look for people to work every day, so aren’t I, Fang Zhengyi, just spreading happiness? !
Especially for Li Yuanzhao, he grew up in a deep palace and was served since childhood.
In addition to memorizing, I read books every day, but I cannot use the knowledge I read.
In ancient times, people over ten years old should have participated in hunting and become a powerful member of the tribe.
Among the people, they should also farm and work to help their families make ends meet.
But he is the prince, so he doesn't have to worry about anything. Being unable to play a role in the short term and taking on responsibilities is undoubtedly a torture for a young man with great ambitions and hormonal levels.
Fortunately, the messenger of happiness, Fang Zhengyi, appeared and helped him relieve his anxiety in time and grow up healthily!
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Fang Zhengyi was not completely idle during this period, so he tinkered with something in the public room while no one was around.
With his superb Taoyuan craftsmanship, Lao Qi became a popular figure in Jianjiang City.
Countless wealthy businessmen paid huge sums of money to invite him to help create some efficiency-improving gadgets.
Fang Zheng was speechless when he saw it. You obviously borrowed my idea from the master, but you still took off!
As a time traveler, wouldn’t I be able to invent something like that? If future generations found out about it, would they think that I am a good person and have nothing to offer?
At this time, Fang Zhengyi was fiddling with something in the room, and Li Yuanzhao came back in a hurry.
The whole person looked gray and gray, but his eyes still looked full of energy.
As soon as he saw Fang Zhengyi playing with something on the wall, he loudly asked: "Old Fang, what are you doing?"
Fang Zheng turned around and saw Li Yuanzhao and said, "Oh, Your Highness is back. How are the arrangements for the second batch of workers?"
"That's almost it. The reporters are helping. Huh? Why did you hang a cup on the wall?"
Fang Zheng said with a mysterious look on his face: "This is a good thing!"
"Come, let me show His Highness."
With that said, he grabbed Li Yuanzhao's sleeve and walked to another room, pointed at the wall and said, "Look!"
"Huh? Here's another cup hanging, why is it connected with a string? What do you want to do?"
Fang Zheng coughed twice and said solemnly: "This is called a phone call!"
"Your Highness is holding this cup and speaking to the mouth of the cup. I can hear you over there!"
"Is it magical?"
Li Yuanzhao looked dull: "If it's true, it would be quite magical, but is it necessary to be so close?"
"I could hear it too."
Tsk! Why is this prince so ignorant?
Fang Zheng frowned: "It's indecent to speak loudly! You stand here and hold the rim of the cup to your ears, and I'll go over there and talk."
"Oh." Li Yuanzhao picked up the wooden cup and put it on his ear. When Fang Zheng walked back, he said loudly: "You tell me, I'm listening!"
Fang Zheng picked up the wooden cup and started talking: "Hey, hey, hey? Can you hear me?"
"I can hear it! I can hear it without this thing!"
Blanch!
"Stop making trouble! Tighten the rope! Listen to me again!"
With a look of helplessness, Li Yuanzhao tightened the rope and put the cup on his ear.
I heard it this time!
Then Fang Zheng came over and asked, "How is it?"
Li Yuanzhao fiddled with the cup in his hand and said in surprise: "It's a bit interesting, but it's useless!"
"It would be awesome if you could still hear it if the rope was pulled out a hundred feet."
"That can't be done."
"........."
Li Yuanzhao was a little impatient and took a deep breath: "Old Fang, what do you want to do? Is this thing useless?"
Fang Zheng chuckled, then his face turned red and he coughed twice in embarrassment.
"Ahem, um... Your Highness, this is called a telephone! I invented it!"
"Ah, yes, yes! So what!?"
"You...tell the historian when you return to the palace that the telephone was invented by me, Fang Zhengyi, and ask him to write it down!"
"???"
Li Yuanzhao was inexplicably surprised, feeling that he had been deceived by Fang Zhengyi.
"This... this doesn't make any sense at all! Besides, what's the name of this damn phone? It should be called a microphone."
"What does a phone call mean? Where is the electricity? Aren't thunder and lightning in the sky?"
Fang Zheng said with a straight face: "That's what I call you! Treat it as a request to your highness! Please be sure to tell the historian so and let him record it!"
It’s of no use! ?
In the future, it will be recorded in history that I, Fang Zhengyi, was the first inventor of the telephone in history, and I do not lose my reputation as a time traveler!
If the descendants of future generations decline, wouldn’t they just live and drink while holding this title?
Prince, you are still too short-sighted and ignorant! Tsk!
"Ah! Okay! Stop it, Your Highness, you must remember it! I wrote this on the banknote, please remember it and don't forget it!"
As he spoke, Fang Zheng took out a banknote from his sleeve, with dense small characters written in charcoal on it.
Introduced the invention of the telephone, its usage principles, and also drew a simple drawing of a dial telephone...
Li Yuanzhao frowned and took the banknote.
Seeing that the messy patterns on it were connected to the two cups on the wall by a rope, they didn't match up at all, and the uneasy feeling came to my heart again.
But he didn't bother to delve into it, and sighed and put away the banknote.
"Okay, I remember it."
"I have something to tell you this time. The food of the victims is not very good, and they have to do a lot of work. They are called to work before dawn, and they don't finish work until it is completely dark."
"If things continue like this, I'm afraid something will happen to those people! How about calling all those businessmen together and forcing them to increase their rest time?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, his expression turned ugly.
After all, there was still negligence. Those businessmen did not treat the victims as human beings and used them to death. It is time to change.
"Okay, I understand this."
"I will call those people here today and ask them to change it! There are set working hours every day and one day off every week."
"Please, Your Highness, please go to the ministers and ask for the opinions of those workers."
Li Yuanzhao smacked his lips: "It's such a luxury to have one day off per week, but our reporters only have one day off every half a month."
"They have mattresses and clouds and egg soup."
"Oh, I see, I'll leave first."
Li Yuanzhao turned around to leave, but Fang Zhengyi immediately grabbed his sleeve.
"Your Highness, please stay! I still have something to say. Many projects have already begun."
"We should send those reporters out to the other two governments to promote our Jiangjiang model."
"Otherwise, only one of our prefectures has succeeded in disaster relief. When the victims from the other two prefectures heard about it, wouldn't they have to flock to us?"
"Jianjiang City is only so big, we can't handle more victims."
"So please, Your Highness, please go and arrange for those reporters!"
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