Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

Shen Zheng really wanted to pretend.

She said she wanted a peaceful and prosperous era, with peace and prosperity in the country.

But when the words came to my lips, they turned into: "I think we are getting better and better."

How uncultured... Shen Zheng thought.

"Good, good." Liang Fu laughed and looked at the endless sky. "We are getting better and better. There is no best, only better."

There is no best, only better.

"Yes." Shen Zheng also laughed, "That's what I mean. We will continue to be good and good."

Liang Fu's last trace of sorrow also disappeared. He leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "So, Lord Shen, do you have any good things hidden in your box? Can you teach me more?"

"Okay, okay." Shen Zheng still smiled. "I haven't had much to do lately. I'll write it out first and let you take a look at it."

You can’t escape any of the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry!

Wow—when Liang Fu heard that he still needed to write a book, his cheeks became visibly red, and he asked in ecstasy, "A lot?"

"A lot." Shen Zheng recalled the textbooks she had read since childhood and university, feeling sad: "You must be prepared for a long battle. This is by no means something that can be accomplished overnight."

Liang Fu's breathing quickened when he heard this.

Who would be afraid of having too much of these good things?

"The more the better! The more the better, the more the better!" He made no secret of the fact that, "Even if my old bones cannot learn everything, there are still many good seedlings in my department. If one generation cannot learn everything, there will be the next generation, the next generation, the next generation..."

He never thought of taking all the credit and honor for himself, but he felt a little regretful that he might not be able to see that day with his own eyes.

This is the unique spirit of craftsmen, always in awe and curiosity about the world, always trying to figure out where to go next.

Even in the world before Shen Zheng, no one dared to say that they had reached the end of their exploration.

Shen Zheng looked at Old Qiao and the others who were waving at them, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "A day can travel a thousand miles, up to the sky and into the earth. Sir Liang, everything is possible."

Liang Fu didn't look at her, but just murmured: "It should be... there will be such a day."

He had never imagined it before, nor dared to imagine it, but deep down in his heart, he always believed it.

"Master Shen! Master Liang! Come quickly!" Cheng Yu raised both his hands above his head and waved his hands to Shen Zheng and the others. "The new axle and handle have been replaced. We are going to test them. Come and see!"

Shen Zheng nodded at them and walked away side by side with Liang Fu.

Old Qiao was already impatient. He rubbed his dry palms and said to Shen Zheng, "Master Shen, come here! Come and try!"

No matter how good the things were, he wanted Shen Zheng to be the first person to experience them - this was a kind of extremely generous sharing.

The new wheel axle and handle were not painted and were in their original wood color, but they polished off the burrs so cleanly that even the wood was somewhat reflective.

One after another, expectant eyes fell on Shen Zheng, but she shook her head, "Today, I am just a witness, and you are the test subjects."

After saying that, she took a half step back and nodded to Old Qiao and Liang Fu, "Masters, please go first."

In fact, Mr. Qiao and Liang Fu already had the result in mind, but they still couldn't resist the temptation of "discovering" new things.

Because what they discovered was far more than just a well windlass. If this experiment succeeds, the entire Great Zhou will usher in a brand new "mechanical world".

Even after Liang Fu figured out the "lever balance condition", several ideas for improving the tool came to his mind - such as unifying all the scales in the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was simple but effective.

It is just a beam, but it is more than just a beam.

Because the markings on the scale beam and the weight of the weight were not standardized, there were still many places in the Great Zhou Dynasty where "stones" were used to measure weight, and there were differences in weight between these "stones".

This directly leads to complicated business procedures for merchants, more difficult transactions for ordinary people, and even prone to disputes.

——"How much is your stone?"

——"Ten buckets."

——"How much is a bushel?"

——"Ten liters."

——"How much is a liter?"

——"Are you looking for trouble? If you want to buy, buy. If not, get out!"

——"You profiteer, you're scolding me? The shops on the next street all measure weight by kilograms, but you measure by stones, and you won't even let me ask!"

——"Heh——a dishonest merchant? Next time you come to buy from me, don't even think about the tip! If you want to buy things from us, you have to abide by our rules!"

This kind of scene is not uncommon, but it does happen frequently. Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has always wanted to unify the weight measurement, but it is quite difficult to implement in practice, and the effect is not significant.

"Old Liang." Old Qiao called out, and Liang Fu came back to his senses. He heard Old Qiao ask him, "You were the first to discover this improved method. Why don't you come first?"

Old Qiao was so polite, but he didn't expect to see Liang Fu rolling up his sleeves the next moment: "I have something else to do later, so I came here first."

As soon as the windlass experiment was successful, he immediately began to work on improving the scale. The sooner the news was sent back to the capital, the sooner the weight could be counted, and His Majesty would be happier.

Old Qiao looked at his hands with envy and slowly gave up the "position of the handle".

Liang Fu began to shake the handle, and the bucket slowly dropped. He said, "My waist is not very good, so I will just fill half a bucket with water."

I can't say whether the improved windlass saves effort or not, but the sound it makes is much smoother than before, and it no longer makes any gurgling or squeaking sounds.

There were people surrounding Liang Fu in three layers inside and outside, all looking at his hands, looking forward to the final result - can it really save effort just by moving the hinge and the handle?

Wu Quan and others were the most confused. What resistance arm was there made them dizzy. They almost suspected that what Mr. Shen said was not the language of the Great Zhou!

"Everyone's strength is different. It's hard to tell anything just by looking at it from here."

"We'll know in a moment! Sir Liang can't lie to you! Besides, this well has always been here, it won't run away. If we want to try it later, we can just ask Sir Shen for permission!"

"Don't talk, the water is boiling!"

Many people wanted to help Liang Fu carry the bucket, but he refused them all, "Don't help me, let me feel it again."

He stepped forward, grabbed the top of the hemp rope with one hand, and used his arms to pull the bucket up.

With just this one action, Liang Fu was sure it had worked.

He held the bucket in one hand and patted the well pulley with the other, and smiled heartily: "Old Joe, it's your turn."

"How is it?" Qiao Lao immediately came forward and asked him hurriedly: "Don't just let me do it, and don't tell me how it feels! How do you feel? How much effort did you save?"

This is also what everyone present is most curious about.

Liang Fu smiled again, "It saves about 60% to 70% of the effort. This windlass can still be improved."

"Can it be changed?!" Mr. Qiao was a little surprised. He looked at him for a moment and finally confirmed: "You have figured it out."

He fell behind again.