"Did it work?"
Zhang Yang explained: “Sometimes I encourage, sometimes I criticize, and sometimes it’s effective.”
His Majesty left after he was full. Despite the scolding of these younger brothers and sisters while eating, he still ate a lot.
Zhang Yang walked back to his study room, where drawings were hung on the wall. These were plans for the future development of Lishan.
In terms of stages, Lishan has completed the third stage of transformation.
If Lishan just works behind closed doors, the results it can achieve will be limited. If you want to get more wealth, you need to connect several important villages and counties.
Xiao Qingqing didn't know when she came to the study room, and she also looked at the drawings.
Zhang Yang sat down and drank tea, frowning and said: "How much can you understand these drawings?"
Xiao Qingqing pointed to the junction of the railway and the official road and asked, "What is this place?"
"Distribution center, a distribution center for goods." Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Productivity cannot be achieved without transportation. In the past, our family discussed whether to build our own transportation team. However, due to the incomplete development of the current basic roads, the construction of transportation The team is just a drop in the bucket.”
"Does Dad want to use a distribution center to replace the transportation team?"
Zhang Yang drank tea and said: "Consider the upstream link. When more people have transportation needs, there will be a need to build roads, and things will go much smoother."
Xiao Qingqing looked at it for a while and said, "Dad, will my daughter be able to take control of the family's industry in the future?"
"It depends on your ability."
"Well, my daughter understands."
After saying that, she was about to leave, and Zhang Yang asked again: "What are you going to do?"
Xiao Qingqing stood in front of the door and said: "Uncle King Wei will send stones today, and Xiao Chang'an City will be built."
Li Tai asked his guards to pull a cart of stones to the halfway point of Lishan Mountain. There was a stone plate placed here. The stone plate was very large, more than three feet wide.
Sitting on this stone plate is a model of the small Chang'an city, with city walls on all sides, and houses in the city forming small towns.
The layout of Fang City is based on the current distribution of Chang'an City.
Xiao Qingqing took the stones and laid stone bricks on the ground. After laying the palm-sized stone bricks, she looked towards the south of the small town and said, "Now the only thing left is the palace."
This is indeed a masterpiece. This girl has the patience of her brother-in-law, and her craftsmanship is also very delicate at a young age.
It took two months to build this small Chang'an city.
Li Tai ate licorice and frowned: "Cen Wenwen can't give me the drawings of the palace."
Li Yue said with a smile: "I learned that Yan Liben, the great craftsman of the imperial court, was responsible for the several constructions of the palace. Can uncle Wei Wang help my niece to inquire?"
"This is not easy to handle."
Li Tai said, and looked at her sly eyes. If she told her father about the Ministry of Works, she would probably lose her temper.
Despite her cuteness, this girl has a lot on her mind.
Li Tai changed his words again: "I'll help you ask Master Yan, but he..."
It is difficult to describe the relationship between the Ministry of Industry of the Central People's Government and Lishan.
Facing this niece, Li Tai sighed: "Actually, Mr. Yan is also in a difficult situation. Once his daughter married the king, he would help Lishan out of emotion and reason. At the beginning, the manpower from the Ministry of Industry was borrowed to build the Technical Institute. I haven’t returned it yet.”
Xiao Qingqing sat on the stone steps. She took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on. She also wore a bear fur hat on her head.
She could now raise her head and look directly at the sun. She sat hugging her knees and looked up to enjoy the sunshine, her not-so-long black hair fluttering in the wind.
"Does Uncle Wei Wang have a bad conscience for doing this?"
"Conscience?" Li Tai was speechless for a moment. He kept silent and whispered: "I learned it all from your father."
"Huh?" Looking again, Li Tai asked in surprise: "You are..."
Xiao Qingqing took out his own ink and handed it over, "Dad has been obsessed with frying colored glaze the past few days. At least he made a few thin ones, blackened them with ink and gave them to me."
After Li Tai put it on, he felt really good, "Well, don't be fancy."
Xiao Qingqing added: "Dad said that the best value of these sunglasses is that compared to people who don't wear sunglasses, because they cover your line of sight, when you wear sunglasses, others can't see where your eyes are looking. Used to block the sun.”
Listening to this use, Li Tai felt that it was quite useless and had no practical use.
Then he put away his sunglasses.
After Uncle Wei Wang left with the sunglasses, Xiao Qingqing took out two more pairs of sunglasses, one for Xiong Da and one for herself.
When the emperor came to live in Lishan, he let him relax and didn't want to disturb him too much.
The furnace of Lishan Iron Works is still burning, and some sand is burning at the bottom of the furnace. This rock sand is mixed with quartz sand.
I originally thought that quartz sand would be enough, but due to limitations of the process, pure natural quartz had too many impurities.
Zhang Yang looked at the pendulum clock in the factory and saw the time passing by, and quickly pulled out the crystals under the furnace.
With the scorching heat coming, Zhang Yang wore thick cloth gloves and used an iron rod to push the crystals together, then pressed them with a mold to form a square, which he put under the furnace to continue calcining.
The fewer impurities in the quartz sand, the more transparent the fired glass will be.
During the firing process, Zhang Yang took out a piece of yellow soil, which was transported from Changbai Mountain. Lishan only had such a small basket.
These slags are sulfuric acid produced after volcanic eruptions. The thick smoke from the volcano crater floats down, and some dust can be seen falling in the woods. This is sulfuric acid.
This kind of thing is very rare. The current crater of Changbai Mountain in the Central Plains is one of the oldest volcanoes. This is also collected by the mountain people of Changbai Mountain over many years.
Now the volcano has entered a dormant period again, and it is unclear when it will become active next. These are all left by the former Changbai Mountain residents.
Mix these soil residues with water. After mixing, you can smell a very pungent smell. In ancient times, people used this method to purify water sources.
When the burned crystals were pulled out from the bottom of the furnace again, they were dry and cracked. Zhang Yang smashed them into pieces and quickly put them into the acidic solution.
Not to mention how effective this method is, at least give it a try.
After washing, the crystals look much more beautiful at first glance and are sent to calcination again.
After several cycles, there was fluid glass. Zhang Yang used iron clamps to stretch it several times and put them into molds one by one.
I thought I would succeed this time.
The smell of these glasses after being soaked in acid was very unpleasant. Zhang Yang was choked and coughed several times. Even with a mask, he could not block the smell.
I felt much better after taking a few breaths of fresh air. This gas is poisonous and should not be used more.
Zhang Yang nodded secretly, "Well, Lishan has another invisible means of killing people."
He picked up the mold again and looked at the glass pieces that had been formed. He put them in the sun and compared them one by one. "Well, the impurities are indeed reduced a lot, but the price is a bit high."
If you want good-quality glass, you have to use sulfuric acid frequently, but this thing is too harmful and I dare not use it a second time.
Zhang Yang sealed the sulfuric acid solution and returned to the workshop with the glass.
The emperor's rest days are very simple. He waits for the new firearms to come out every day. From the current signs, it seems that this boy does not care about the casting at all.
Li Shimin murmured to himself: "Did he really conjure the firearm?"
Li Xiaogong on the side said in surprise: "Your Majesty, what did you just say?"
Li Shimin remained silent again. He looked back and saw that the hanging rope was still there, "When can you take off this rope?"
"Ah..." Li Xiaogong smiled and said, "This rope can always remind me."
It was said that it would take three or two days, but Li Shimin waited for five days.
I want to leave now, but I don't want to miss the new firearm, but I'm afraid that Zhang Yang won't admit it. It's not like that kid can't do such a thing.
It was still some time before the end of Xiu Mu, so Li Shimin simply went fishing on the Weishui River.
On Lishan Mountain, Zhang Yang was polishing the lenses of his eyes in his workshop. The glass was a little yellowish, and it was also yellowish when reading with this kind of glasses.
Only fifteen pieces were successfully fired at one time. Each piece was extremely precious and Zhang Yang polished it very carefully.
Concave lenses vary in thickness, so you can only try again and again.
As for chromatic aberration and interpupillary distance, there is no way to consider it.
Wipe the lenses clean and place them in a wooden box.
Li Yue is sitting by the Huaqing Pool reading a book. Her biggest hobby is reading. She has a wide range of interests. She is currently reading a book on war.
She raised her head and said, "Huh? Success?"
Zhang Yang pressed out the lens and said, "Try it."
Li Yue covered one of her eyes and looked at the book page through the lens with the other eye. After a moment, she put down the lens and said, "It's even blurrier."
Looking at his lenses, Zhang Yang found a thinner one, "Try it now?"
Li Yue tried again, nodded and said: "The lenses are very clean this time, much better."
"Huh?" She suddenly came back to her senses and said in surprise: "Did your husband succeed?"
"That's right, but it can only be made like this. No matter how good the current craftsmanship is, it's not enough."
After several attempts, Zhang Yang confirmed the two lenses that were most suitable for his wife’s eyes.
Let Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui try again. The last time they tested their eyesight, Li Lizhi's eyesight was always very good, but she didn't need it.
The knife in Zhang Yang's hand cuts through the wood. His skill with the knife is pleasing to the eye just by looking at the way the knife moves.
A spectacle frame is formed in your hands, and the lenses are buckled into the spectacle frame.
The younger siblings discovered something incredible.
Li Yue put on glasses, and they wanted to wear them too, but they gave up after feeling a little dizzy after wearing them.
After Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui wear glasses, they won't be too tired to read the accounts and books.
Li Lizhi smiled and said, "Sister Huang looks better with glasses."
Li Yue took off her glasses, rubbed the bridge of her nose and said, "I just feel tired after wearing them for a long time."
It can restore people's eyes to their original state, no longer squinting when reading, as if they have changed eyes.
Zhang Yang had been painting this cake for three or two years. Now that this magical object actually appears, it still makes his younger brothers and sisters curious for a while.
Li Yue whispered: "This thing is made of colored glaze. It would be too ostentatious to wear it."
Simple, still so simple, the younger brothers and sisters once again cast admiring glances at the imperial sister.
She was originally the mistress of Lishan, so what if she was extravagant? It was rumored that Lishan was as wealthy as anyone in the country.
The story of the glasses finally reached the emperor's ears.
Li Shimin strode up Lishan Mountain and saw Zhang Yang wearing sunglasses and squinting at the sun. Beside him were his daughter and his son.
The father and son were lying on chairs by the Huaqing Pool, facing the sun.
In early spring, Guanzhong is suddenly warm and cold, and it is a very comfortable thing to enjoy the sun.
Reaching out to take off Zhang Yang's sunglasses, Li Shimin put them on himself, frowning again with an unhappy expression, "It's so dark that you can't see anything."
Zhang Yang stood up and said, "Your Majesty, are you okay with your recent rest?"
Li Shimin took off his sunglasses and put them aside, sat down and asked, "I thought you had forgotten that I was training in Lishan Mountain."
Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Your Majesty is such a big living person, how can I forget, especially His Majesty who lost one hundred and twenty years of taxation from Lishan!"
Li Shimin's mouth twitched, wanting to curse.
But being a Tian Khan requires a certain amount of self-restraint, so he endured it.
"When can I see new firearms?"
"Soon."
"It's almost there?" Li Shimin's tone was a little higher, and he said, "I see you haven't done anything yet, yet you keep saying it's almost there? Is it a firearm, or did you conjure it out of thin air?"
At this point, he added another sentence, "You are even still here blazing the sun."
Xiao Qingqing took her younger brother to the side and whispered: "Xin'an, you see the emperor is quarreling with dad again."
Xin An nodded heavily.
"Peace of mind, our family can't be bullied by the emperor all the time in the future."
"Yeah! My brothers listen to their sisters."
Xiao Qingqing nodded with satisfaction.
"Sister, my brother also wants to recite poems."
"You don't even know the words."
"Sister taught me how to read." Xin An walked on her short legs like lotus roots.
"No time!"
Xiao Qingqing decisively rejected her brother's request, turned around and walked out of Huaqing Pool to her small home.
This small home has not yet been completed. The overall framework has been completed. The delay in starting work is because I have not yet figured out how to decorate this home.
I don’t like the look of Aunt Xiaohui’s house. It’s all books, ink, calligraphy and painting. It’s too plain.
I also don’t like Aunt Li’s room. It has weapons and weapons. It looks like a boy’s room.
Aunt Xiaowu? Aunt Xiaowu's room was even worse. There was nothing except necessary furniture.
Xiao Qingqing was sitting at the door of her courtyard, in a daze. After a while, she got up and went to the study room of the main house. Her mother was still preparing Lishan's next three-year plan.
She raised her head and said, "Mom, my daughter has no idea what the house will look like."
Li Yue put down her pen after hearing this. She stood up holding her waist and took out a book from the bookshelf. "This is your father's original idea for the new home. You can pick out some decorations to use."
Looking at the pictures on the pages of the book, Xiao Qingqing's eyes shone brightly. She thought this was good-looking and that was good-looking too. "It turns out that my parents had planned so many things before."
Li Yue stroked her daughter's hair and smiled softly, "Your father is a man who often has wonderful ideas."
Xiao Qingqing looked at the Huaqing Pool outside the house. The quarrel there was still going on, and her father and the emperor were chattering away.
After quarreling for a while, Li Shimin had finished venting his anger and felt a little unreasonable. Zhang Yang said that he would be able to take out the new firearm before the end of the break, so there was no need to worry.
Li Shimin nodded and said: "You must do what you promised. You have no joke."
"Your Majesty, if you want to recuperate, you must nourish your mind. Everything must happen naturally. Don't rush for success." (End of Chapter)
