Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

Although the money came from the Xiang family, it was the Mo family who sent so many disciples out.

The money still has to go through the hands of the giant first.

At this time, Juzi said very bluntly,

"Sir, you should have dealt with these things earlier, so you can teach me how to make paper!"

Compared with papermaking, what is this money worth?

Not even a hair!

And when did the Mo family ever lack money?

With so many craftsmen, the Mo family would not be short of money if only the wages were counted.

Zhao Lang thought for a while, then said quickly,

"Slave, leave a cartful of money for the Mo family, and let the local peasants deal with the rest."

Even if the Mo family is not short of money, they still have to give what should be given.

The money just happened to help the people of Wei to spend the winter, and in a way, the money actually belonged to the people of Wei.

Now just give them back.

But at this time Wei Wangjiu's expression changed, he wanted to say something, after hesitating, he still didn't speak.

Soon, Zhao Lang made all the arrangements here, and everyone performed their duties.

Then he was dragged into the room by Juzi.

After asking the Mohist rangers to surround the courtyard tightly, Juzi started to ask Zhao Lang to talk about the paper-making book.

Seeing Juzi's serious look, Zhao Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Bai Lao, don't be so exaggerated."

Juzi shook his head,

"This matter concerns the whole of China, so don't be careless!"

Seeing that the other party was so persistent, Zhao Lang could only let him go.

Soon he told the other party the process of papermaking.

"The cost of making this fetish is so low?"

Juzi looked at the manufacturing method given by Zhao Lang in astonishment.

Zhao Lang nodded and said,

"When the craftsmen are familiar with the process, the cost can be even lower."

Hearing this, Juzi almost couldn't help trembling, because he understood what it meant.

Let it be possible to spread the knowledge of Mohism to the whole world!

Before Juzi could speak, Zhao Lang continued,

"By the way, there's also the printing technique that goes with this paper, Mr. Bai, write it down together."

Zhao Lang quickly explained the principles and functions of printing.

Then he put his hand behind Juzi ahead of time.

In the next moment, he successfully helped Juzi who was about to fall backwards.

The power of the Big Four's inventions is not something to brag about, Zhao Lang will of course prepare for it.

Giving all these things to Juzi, Zhao Lang quickly said,

"Bai Lao, I will leave these to you. I still have work to do, and I will return to Han soon."

Winter seems to be very long, but it is necessary to prepare the military and prepare for the coming year.

Coupled with the cold weather, the efficiency of doing things will inevitably slow down. Based on this calculation, the time can only be said to be just enough.

If it weren't for Xiang's so much material support, the situation would be hard to say.

Juzi nodded, he also knew that Zhao Lang's current identity and situation could not be as free as before.

"However, sir, can you take a look at my new discovery of 'Qi'?"

Juzi said with a look of seeking knowledge.

Seeing this scene, how could Zhao Lang refuse.

Soon, he followed Juzi to a secret room.

It's just that when Zhao Lang saw an iron pot, he couldn't help but feel numb.

"This is made using the iron-making method taught by your master, but the iron is a bit brittle, and I added some metal later."

"I also found that the air generated by boiling water in this narrow-mouthed pot seems to be easier to lift the lid. Does this mean that the smaller the opening, the greater the power of the air?"

"Look, sir!"

Juzi was talking and demonstrating with excitement.

Soon Zhao Lang saw that after the narrow-mouthed iron pot was heated, the small lid flew out several meters.

"Sir, tell me, if I make a closed iron box and only leave a small hole to let out the breath, then what kind of breath can lift heavier and bigger things!?"

Juzi asked expectantly at this time.

Zhao Lang was dumbfounded.

what is this?

Daqin Bronze Iron Alloy?Plus a steam engine?

Looking at Juzi's eyes of seeking knowledge, Zhao Lang sighed slightly and said,

"Bai Lao, I will write all the theoretical things to you when the time comes."

"In actual operation, you have completely surpassed me."

Zhao Lang is not modest, he himself is only half-baked, Juzi's current progress is indeed a bit scary!