The conversation with Zhao Si made the First Emperor feel generally neither better nor worse.
After all, Zhao Si is not a professional. He is just a modern man with certain experience in maritime navigation. He is not a professional geographer or a qualified politician.
Zhao Si only opened a door to a new world for the First Emperor, but Zhao Si himself did not know what was inside the door. He was not a professional historian and could not talk about the world of this era.
If Daqin wants to understand the world, it needs to continue exploring and dispatch a more comprehensive and professional fleet.
It is necessary to send Da Qin official envoys to establish contact with the world, so that we can have a more comprehensive understanding of how many countries there are in the world, what kind of political structures these countries have, how many people they have, how many industries they have, and how much technology they have. Only in this way can we evaluate Come out, whether Da Qin can gain benefits from the sea, and whether Da Qin's opening up of the sea can be its future direction.
As for inventions such as salt production and the specific methods of growing the three new grains, the First Emperor did not ask much.
It's not that it's unimportant, but Zhao Si's rawness can be clearly felt in the conversation between the First Emperor and Zhao Si.
Zhao Si's political literacy is in a relatively barren state. In other words, the current Zhao Si does not have the ability to summarize and report in detail. What the First Emperor wants to hear from Zhao Si's mouth will be very fragmented and miscellaneous. Chatting and telling stories Yes, Zhao Si is still far from good at reporting on work.
This is normal, Zhao Si is a normal person.
The focus of conversation as understood by normal people and the focus of conversation as understood by politicians are completely different concepts.
Zhao Si traveled through time and was on a sea ship. How long has it been since he returned? How can one be politically literate? Just kidding, Zhao Si has never even been a squad leader. The biggest official he has ever been is the labor committee member.
The First Emperor posed the question to Wang Ben. As the top person in charge of Lantian, Wang Ben was naturally obliged and able to summarize Zhao Si's affairs.
Wang Ben also took up this question. He had already prepared a series of documents, from the breeding method of sweet potatoes to the cost of the sun-salt method, down to how many people were used, how long they worked, and how much plant ash was consumed. , how much salt is produced.
Naturally, there are also some small inventions that Zhao Si made by asking for military craftsmen from Wang Li. The details of the process, who made them, and the drawings... are all backed up.
Obviously, Wang Ben, the old father, was heartbroken for Wang Li.
These things should have been done by Wang Li. Wang Li did not do it, but he did not do it in detail. There were some things that Wang Li did not write at all. Now such a detailed report summary was all added by Wang Ben alone.
Zhao Gao loaded the bamboo slips into the First Emperor's auxiliary car in piles. At this time, it was really inconvenient to write on bamboo slips. If there were more words, and if the report was more detailed, one bamboo slip would not be enough.
It is not nonsense that the First Emperor reviewed more than a hundred kilograms of bamboo slips a day. The reality is not like a TV series. Local official Liao Liao summed up the people's livelihood in a place with a few strokes.
There are so many things in the world, and the First Emperor must be personally involved in everything. And a person as highly regarded as Zhao Si produced a lot of things. After a comprehensive introduction, it is normal to have several bundles of bamboo tubes.
"Are there any spices like chili and cumin left?" the First Emperor looked at Zhao Si and asked.
Today, the First Emperor had a great time, eating a small hot pot, eating a small barbecue, drinking a small amount of wine, and Zhao Si was telling stories beside him.
This also made the First Emperor, who was not a gourmand, aware of the deliciousness of these overseas spices.
The First Emperor was not a gourmand, but his long-term loss of appetite was not a solution.
Even Xia Wuji didn't know how to take care of herself for a while, but it couldn't always be like this. She couldn't eat anything, so how could she maintain a good body?
With the help of spices such as chili pepper and cumin, you can cook some small hot pot or something in the palace. You will always have an appetite and can eat, and your body will get better.
"Yes, but there aren't many left." Zhao Si said with a smile. Zhao Si didn't eat much before because there was really no ingredients. It was different at the stall like Wang Li, a big dog owner.
It can be said that Wang Li has whatever he wants, and he can get whatever meat he wants to eat.
The two of them had a great meal, and the remaining chili peppers and other spices added up to only about ten kilograms.
"Give me some," the First Emperor said.
Zhao Si responded, but had trouble when he went to get it.
How much will you get if you take some? I only have a dozen pounds left.
After much thought, Zhao Si simply kept about two kilograms of spices and gave the rest to the First Emperor.
Zhao Gao took the spices offered by Zhao Si and loaded them into the truck.
"Most of them have been planted in the ground, and this is all we have here." Zhao Si said.
The First Emperor nodded, and did not open his mouth to reward Zhao Si. Instead, he motioned to Wang Bi to ride in a car with him and leave the military base where Zhao Si and Wang Li were.
Maybe he went back to the palace directly? Or maybe you want to talk to Wang Ben about something else?
Zhao Si didn't know either, he couldn't see, and he had eaten and drank enough. He drank a lot of wine after the First Emperor came, and he felt dizzy and sleepy, so he was too lazy to think about these things at the moment.
Wang Li, on the other hand, seemed quite excited at the moment, holding Zhao Si's hand with both hands and jumping up and down.
"What are you doing~~" Zhao Si was dragged by Wang Li and staggered, almost unable to come out.
"Brother! Thanks to you!" Wang Li said excitedly, with a lively expression on his face.
"Hey! My father personally poured me wine and sliced meat!" Wang Li said with a proud smile on his face.
"Brother!"
"My father always hits and scolds me, and he rarely has a good face!"
"Even among my colleagues, they are quite solemn and rarely smile. All my subjects are afraid of my father!"
"Not close to the people?" Zhao Si asked dazedly.
"Very close to the people?" Wang Li was stunned.
"I heard that when famous generals govern the army, they all wear the same robes, sleep together, and eat together. Wu Qi allowed the soldiers to create, and the soldiers dared to fight and die." Zhao Si replied.
"My father is not like this. He has always been strict in running the army and is unsmiling." Wang Li shook his head again as he spoke.
"That's not what you're talking about. My father poured wine and cooked meat for me!" Wang Li was about to jump up in excitement.
"Hasn't this happened before?" Zhao Si asked.
"It's definitely not as long as I can remember." Wang Li said confidently.
"That may have been before you could remember. After all, he was your father." Zhao Si said.
"No! It's not this!" Wang Li spoke a bit loudly.
"My father can only do this to his eldest father! Hey!"
The treatment he had never enjoyed before made Wang Li feel a little elated. When Emperor Wang Benshi was around, Wang Li was like a humble little transparent person. Once the two were gone, Wang Li became more alive and transparent.
"You want to say that you are like your big father today?" There were several question marks on Zhao Si's face.
"Heh heh... hiccup..." Wang Li leaned against Zhao Si in a daze, without saying a word, but with a silly smile on his face.
