Wang Li yearned particularly for the sea in Zhao Si's mouth.
Most people in this era have never seen the sea, and the same is true for Wang Li.
He had grown up in Guanzhong since he was a child, and the biggest thing he had ever seen was a lake.
The boundless sea, the giant fish like a dragon, and the eight-legged octopus were all sights he had never seen before.
He could only imagine it in his mind through Zhao Si's description.
The entertainment of the ancients was relatively scarce, and they could only watch the excitement for a long time, not to mention the sea that they had never seen before, a whole new world.
Zhao Si described the scenery of various places, and Wang Li was also very fascinated.
It wasn't until the sun slowly set in the west and the sky was getting late that Zhao Si stopped describing, but Wang Li still had more to say.
In one afternoon, the military craftsmen finally produced a long curved shaft plow that was in proportion to the long straight shaft plow.
Because of its large size and weight, two oxen were still needed for traction.
Compared with the long straight shaft plow, the long curved shaft plow eats the soil deeper and stronger, and the plowing marks are more uniform.
When using two cows for farming, the speed is significantly faster, and the pace of the cows is also significantly easier.
When the long curved shaft plow came back and forth, the traditional straight shaft plow had only gone two-thirds of the way.
In terms of speed, it saves nearly one-third of the time, is more labor-saving, consumes less physical energy on the cattle, and the production cost is almost the same.
This is enough!
These alone are enough to sweep the long straight shaft plow into the dust of history.
"Tsk, I thought that when Qu Yuuli came out and killed everyone, he would have to save at least half the efficiency..." Zhao Si shook his head and laughed.
Wang Li, who was listening to the praises of the military craftsmen with a smile on his face, turned his head and said: "The soil is deeper and stronger, and it does not tire the cattle. The wood used for making is almost the same, and the speed is three minutes faster. This curved shaft." Is there still not enough plow?”
"That's enough, that's enough..." Zhao Si laughed.
For the ancients, increasing efficiency by one-third was considered a major improvement and an invention that spanned the ages.
In ancient times, it was impossible for a new thing to directly increase productivity several times as it is in modern times.
In fact, until the Qing Dynasty, the average yield of wheat from fertile land could only reach two hundred pounds per mu.
Compared with the Qin Dynasty, the improvement was not huge.
A major increase in grain production will only come after the introduction of chemical fertilizers and pesticides.
Otherwise, no matter how much he composts, he will only be able to harvest more than 300 kilograms from one acre of land, and the right time, place and people are needed. And there's simply no way to scale it up.
Wang Li was very excited. After all, he had supervised the birth of this thing. Logically speaking, he had three-thirds of the credit.
And it involves farm tools, which may attract the attention of the First Emperor.
Wang Li immediately sent someone to seal up the long curved shaft plow that had just been tested, and then reported it.
This thing is supposed to be handed over to the local government, and then the local counties will check it, determine the effect, and then determine the reward.
But who made Wang Li the third generation?
As the only grandson of Chehou in Da Qin, Wang Li could report directly to the court.
To exaggerate a bit, he could ask his grandfather to go to the First Emperor himself and tell him privately.
"I will write a letter and report it to Your Majesty. Don't worry, I won't take your credit for myself." Wang Li looked very generous.
"But His Majesty is currently patrolling the world. For things like this, we can only wait until His Majesty returns to Xianyang before declaring meritorious rewards." Wang Li explained.
The First Emperor did not ignore government affairs during his grand tour of the world. In fact, during his grand tour of the world, the First Emperor would bring a group of confidants with him. Meng Yi was responsible for making the itinerary. All major events in the world were under the control of the First Emperor.
The officials left in Xianyang are responsible for handling daily affairs.
However, it is definitely impossible for Xianyang to send a message directly to the First Emperor in Xianyang, and it is even less possible for Wang Li to send a message to the First Emperor through the post station in his spare time, although theoretically he has the ability.
In this era, even the straight-boiled plow was not common in the world, and poor farmers mostly used rakes, so the birth of the curved-boiled plow was really not a big deal. Ordinary people could not afford big ones...
If, like in the Ming and Qing dynasties, plows were common in every household, if the plows' farming efficiency could be increased by one-third at this time, it would probably be a major event that shocked the imperial court.
To put it bluntly, small farming families cannot afford expensive plows and cannot afford oxen. Correspondingly, not many groups benefit from improved plows, which indirectly leads to a reduction in credit.
To put it bluntly, the size of the credit depends entirely on whether the person in charge has a long-term vision.
What is written in the novel about taking out sweet potatoes and directly conferring a title on the prince is obscene from a modern perspective.
In fact, sweet potatoes were brought back to China by Chen Zhenlong, a man from the Ming Dynasty who risked his life from overseas. Chen Zhenlong was not seen as a marquis, and even the court did not even show any decent expression. If it were not for the local famine and poor harvest, Chen Zhenlong and his son tried their best to write a letter to promote sweet potatoes. Whether it can be popularized is a question.
Zhao Si's starting point for doing things is more of historical significance than practical significance.
As far as feudal society is concerned, only salt and iron can be weighed.
Of course, there are no absolutes!
If there was an intermediary like Wang Li with enough status to write the letter, it would be impossible to tell.
If Chen Zhenlong could directly see the emperor offering sweet potatoes, it might be a different story.
"Thank you so much!" Zhao Si expressed his gratitude.
"It's okay, tell me more stories about the sea!" Wang Li said with a smile.
The second reason for Xianqu Yuuli's meritorious service is that he does get along well with Zhao Si. He is also pleasing to the eye and can find happiness and pleasure in Zhao Si's presence.
In fact, no matter what kind of credit it is, the bonus to him is minimal. His prominent family background means that he can only be a mascot whether he joins the military or politics.
The Wang family's status in the Qin Dynasty was too transcendent, and it was unique among the ministers.
Zhao Si agreed happily, and just as he nodded, there was a growling sound in his stomach.
Looking up, I saw that it was getting late and it was time to eat.
Two meals a day are just Jiang Zi, and I'm hungry before it gets dark.
Zhao Si usually eats three meals a day on the ship if conditions allow, but if conditions don't allow, he will be frugal. Suddenly landing on the ship changed to two meals a day, which is really a bit uncomfortable.
"Let's talk after dinner!" Zhao Si looked up.
Because it was two meals a day, the dinner time was earlier, around four o'clock. It was still some time before it got dark after dinner, so I still had some free time to chat with Wang Li for a while.
Wang Li was still fresh, but he couldn't bear to wait for an update, not even for a moment.
"Eat with me!"
Wang Li's meaning was already obvious, and he talked while eating.
He invited Zhao Si to dinner, and Zhao Si told him stories about the sea.
Zhao Si did not expect that Wang Li was so addicted to listening to stories, but Zhao Si did not hesitate too much.
It's great to have a free meal. In the Qin Dynasty's army, the treatment was different according to the rank of the meal.
Zhao Si's meal this morning could be said to be extremely simple. He might as well have eaten dried salted fish on the boat.
Zhao Si was already prepared for the simple food after landing, but he did not expect it to be so simple. As the legitimate son of the Wang family, Wang Li had to eat something good, right?
Zhao Si was good at both in his life.
Food and adventure!
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