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

The fan, which was bigger than three washbasins, showed no sign of getting tired and kept turning without stopping. More and more people gathered around it.

To the people on the dam, something that can spin by itself and produce wind is extremely rare.

Many laborers secretly walked behind Shen Zheng and others under the pretext of working, twisting left and right to feel the wind.

"Hiss - it's so cool to feel the breeze when you're sweating! If I could go swimming in the river and then get out and feel the breeze, it would definitely be even cooler!"

"It made my hair stand on end!"

"But don't you think this thing is a little scary? No one touches it, and it keeps spinning... Is there a pair of hands that we can't see..."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, you just keep saying dirty things. I think Lord Shen has cast his magic again! Why think so much? Let's just watch less, ask less, and enjoy more fresh air. It's not easy to enjoy some fresh air in this hot and humid weather..."

"It would be great if Lord Shen could cast a spell to make it rain..."

As the workers' words became more and more outrageous, Zeng Tongshi could no longer stand it and walked over to disperse the crowd.

"Everyone, get to work! This fan was invented by Lord Shen with his brain. I am here to discuss with Lord Shen whether we can make more and place them on the dam so that everyone can use them together!"

"For us to use?" The laborers were incredulous. "Sir, are you kidding us? This thing was just made by Lord Shen. I'm afraid the emperor hasn't used it yet..."

Bringing things that even the emperor hasn't used to the dam to let them use?

How dare I think of such a thing!

Zeng Tongshi choked and waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry about it. Let's all go, go away."

In front of me, I see the backs of the workers leaving, and behind me, I feel the coolness brought by the fan.

He lowered his eyes and sighed: "The emperor wants to cool down, what can he do? But you..."

As the weather is getting hotter and hotter, how many people can endure working under the scorching sun?

......

Zeng Tongshi was afraid that the fan would be damaged by the sun, so he led people to set up a shed on top of the fan.

All the officials and managers on the dam gathered under the shed, feeling the coolness brought by the fan and listening to Shen Zheng speak.

"The principle of this fan is actually very simple. Just as Master Zeng said, it is the water flow that drives the shaft, and the shaft drives the fan blades. When the fan blades rotate quickly, a cool breeze will blow."

When everyone heard this, they only had a vague understanding of it, but they found it extremely magical.

Shen Zheng added, "It will be the dog days soon. It will be very hot and humid both morning and night, so... I and Mr. Qiao are going to make more fans and use them on the dam to cool down the people."

"For the laborers?" Xie Meng, a clerk from the Ministry of Revenue, hesitated and said, "Sir Shen, I wonder how much this fan... costs?"

Shen Zheng smiled: "There are only so many spare parts in front of us. Except for the moving plate and the axle, which are made of iron, the other parts are not worth much money."

Xie Meng pursed his lips, then took out a small booklet from his arms and began to record.

"We need to pay for these iron tools with the Ministry of Works. Lord Shen, how many fans do you think are needed on this dam?"

If the money required was too much, he would not know how to ask the Shangshu for help when he returned to the Ministry of Revenue...

"The cost of the fans does not need to be included in the cost of the dam." Shen Zheng said with a smile: "I have agreed with Lord Yue that after these fans are manufactured, they will belong to the Ministry of Industry, and they can be rented to other government offices in the future."

Jie Meng paused, "When did Lord Yue..."

When did you become so calculating?

"Now that the money problem has been solved, the next thing is the craftsmen." Shen Zheng stood up and introduced: "This is the old craftsman Qiao. He has mastered the manufacturing method of fans and will lead the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry to manufacture and install fans. Oh, yes. Old Qiao can also make human-powered fans, which can rotate even without water power, but someone needs to step on the pedal. If you have any ideas, you can ask Old Qiao to customize them."

When Mr. Qiao heard this, his eyes widened.

He just mentioned it, how could he have made it?

There is no such way to solicit business!

Before he could open his mouth, the back of his hand suddenly felt hot.

He looked down and saw a pair of wet hands covering the back of his hands.

Old Qiao was startled and quickly shook his hand off. "We are all men, why are you touching my hand for no reason? Ah! It's all sweaty! Let go!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so impatient!" The steward next to him was sweating on his forehead. He retracted his hand and said, "Master Qiao, Master Qiao, you can feel it too. I'm very afraid of heat. And my father and children can't stand the heat at all. Once they are hot, they sweat like water and can't be stopped at all! How about this, I'll give you more money. When you finish your work on the dam, you can make a fan for me first, and I'll take it home for my father and children to use!"

Old Qiao rubbed the back of his hand on his pants, and looked up when he heard the words: "How much?"

The manager looked at him first, then turned to look at Shen Zheng.

After a moment of struggle between his conscience and his desires, he directly quoted the lowest price: "Add... add one tael of silver, no! How about two taels of silver? As long as you are the first one to do it for me!"

"Two taels..." Old Qiao was tempted, but when he caught Shen Zheng's eye, he immediately lost hope: "Forget it, everything is based on first come first served. If I can get it first by paying more, then what if someone gives me five or ten taels of silver? There are so many rich people in the capital, who knows, someone might be willing to spend money, and then everything will be in chaos."

The manager was immediately deflated.

"Then... I'll wait for your notification."

"Let's put it this way." Old Qiao thought, "You and Lord Shen are both on duty on the dam, and it's our fate. I'll take care of the work on the dam first, and after I'm done, I'll start with the people on the dam..."

He looked at Shen Zheng.

Shen Zheng said: "Register."

"Yes, register." Old Qiao said, "As long as you are from the dam, you will be the first batch to do it. You just need to register with my little apprentice. When it's done, you can come to the Shen Mansion to pick it up."

"Can you, can you make it for our first batch?"

The manager was stunned for a moment, then smiled and thanked Shen Zheng repeatedly.

He knew very well why Master Craftsman Qiao was willing to do it for them.

Isn’t it because of the other party’s words “You and Lord Shen are both on duty at the dam”?

After all, these people are still benefiting from Lord Shen!

Lin Fanyun had been silent until then, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and after a light cough, he said to Shen Zheng: "Sir Shen, there is a stream in my house, can I use a water-powered fan?"

Shen Zheng almost forgot this person existed.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "The stream is weak and lacks power. If you want to rely on the stream to drive the fan, either the stream needs to have a height difference, or... the cost is high. General Lin, if you are interested, you can come down and discuss it with Mr. Qiao in detail."

Old Qiao rolled his eyes, and took a small stool and sat down next to Lin Fanyun, "General Lin, they still have something to discuss. Let's talk about your creek? What is it like?"