Daqin: A buff of incredible comprehension

As the hammer falls, the upper cover is pressed into the copper sheet to form a square hole, and a blank is completed. All this is done by hand, bit by bit, using traditional technology.

Xiang Zihua (original name: Xiang Lixi) worked hard to carve and polish the mold day after day without asking for anything in return. Lin Feng was full of gratitude towards him.

Everything went smoothly, and ** excitedly shouted success. "Keep going! Don't just stand there!"

As the heavy hammer fell again and again, the sound of "clang clang" filled his ears. Lin Feng operated the mold in an orderly manner, and gradually became more and more proficient in it.

After finally switching to the precise mold, the coin blank was placed into the cavity and processed just as quickly. Tian Feng, more confident, adjusted the mold quickly every time the hammer was raised.

After several repetitions, a brand new coin appeared, clearly engraved with the words "Qin State Half Liang" and "Traveled Throughout the World".

After a round of polishing, "Sir, please see it." The exquisite coin was handed to the official, leaving everyone stunned.

The craftsmen from the Ministry of Civil Affairs woke up as if from a dream, and finally understood the principle behind it. Wang Ping felt a pang of regret; such skill was truly astonishing.

"You're still using the old methods, unchanged!" the official demanded harshly, "Are there any labor-saving measures or innovative measures?"

"Your contributions to the Qin State are nothing, yet you are still receiving salaries and dreaming of passing down your legacy for generations!"

These words made Wang Ping and other craftsmen feel ashamed. They could only leave sadly, having lost their jobs and becoming confused about their future.

Duan Yun and the others watched the departing Ministry of Industry craftsmen with mixed feelings. Their excitement gradually subsided, and a faint sense of worry settled in. Everything in the world is constantly changing, and no one knows when they will suffer the same fate.

"Brother Duan, arrange for people to continue producing the punch presses while making improvements," the boss said seriously. "We must not only increase production, but also strive for continuous improvement in quality."

Duan Yun replied respectfully, "Don't worry, sir. I will do my best."

The boss solemnly warned, "There are many people in the world who can seek a place. Even though we now have the support of the Shangshu and the sects, we should not be careless. If we fail to satisfy His Majesty one day, we will not be able to escape the fate we are facing now."

The boss pointed at the craftsmen as they left and said, "I know this very well. I won't be complacent for a second. I've remembered every word you said, sir."

Qin Momen ** After making a solemn promise, the boss put away the newly made coins and said, "I will send these new coins to the palace tomorrow. As long as His Majesty nods, we can start mass production."

"This place is important, and we need to choose some trustworthy people to do this job."

Duan Yun instantly understood his meaning. In modern times, dirty, dangerous, and noisy jobs are often hard to come by. But in the Qin Dynasty, everyone flocked to them.

Night gradually fell.

The boss's carriage, laden with the harvest, returned to the residence. The entrance was still bustling with activity. The ladies directed the porters with ropes, and the heavy boxes of money were carried back and forth on their shoulders.

Wang Zhixin sat nearby, holding the account books, and sternly reprimanded the housekeeper, saying, "These boxes of copper coins are badly corroded. They need to be discounted by at least 50%."

"**, please don't reduce it anymore, otherwise our house won't be able to come up with one million strings of cash." The housekeeper looked helpless and pleaded with her.

Wang Zhixin replied firmly, "Go back and tell the Marquis that I need face even after getting married, and I don't mind such a small matter."

Wang Zhixin moved her pen and changed the 100,000 strings of cash into 50,000 strings of cash.

The housekeeper was heartbroken, but powerless to change the situation. Seeing this, the boss couldn't help but laugh and walked over quickly.

"Director Chen is finally back."

The palace's steward came forward as if he had found a savior and asked, "When can we have your accountant come over to audit the accounts?"

Wang Zhixin stood up angrily, intending to teach this group a lesson. But when her boss appeared, her arrogance softened a little. "Director! Look, I've been away from home for a few months, and the rules at home have been completely messed up."

The manager was so frightened that he was shaking and quickly hid behind his boss. The boss patted Wang Zhixin on the head and said, "Stop making trouble. It's late. Haven't you eaten yet?" He pulled her shoulders back and said, "The items that have been cleared before will be handled according to your original list. The rest will be handled by the accounting office." Then he pulled her into the house.

The next morning, Ying Ruoli sorted out the gifts and prepared to go out to give them. She first instructed the servants to prepare the gifts, then returned to the dormitory to check an account book.

At this time, the maid Ruiqi walked in with scallions, "Madam, these are the ingredients you requested."

"Just put it here. Is my husband still in bed?" Ying Ruoli asked while peeling the skin.

"Get up immediately, the morning court should be over, ma'am, hurry up!" Ruiqi said, with a spicy tone.

Her eyes reddened as she began to cry: [Too much sensitive content, unable to continue output]

Soon, ** raised his head and suddenly said, "Zhang Hu's army is already halfway. The military report just arrived the day before yesterday."

"I wrote a letter last night and asked the messenger to take it with him."

"The Qin army will never commit atrocities in Jiashi, let alone harm your sister."

"Zhang Hu knows his limits."

Rexiang was stunned for a moment, then immediately showed gratitude and joy in her eyes: "Thank you, Patriarch."

** He pinched her face gently, wanting to take the opportunity to get closer, but he was afraid that Wang Yaxuan would rush in anxiously.

"Ugh……"

"One of my family members is gifted in literature, and the other one is skilled in martial arts. People often call them 'Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick', but I'm really at a loss as to how to accept this!" ** Humming a little tune, he slowly walked out of the room.

The Chinese have a special affection for the land, and this affection also extends to shops and products.

Although ** already felt that his family was wealthy, they were also one of the richest families in Qin.

But in the eyes of Wang Yaxuan and Li Ruoxi, this is far from enough.

Wang and his son had served in the army for many years, enjoying the golden age of Qin's expansion and reaping the benefits of war. Most of the coins received yesterday were already stacked in the palace's warehouses, some so old that they were unrecognizable.

Needless to say, the wealth in the palace was immense. Most of the treasures collected after the conquest of the six kingdoms were merely glanced at before being piled up in the inner treasury, with no one interested in them.

The royal family's land holdings amounted to more than three million mu, and even if one galloped day and night, it would be impossible to travel across its boundaries.

Similarly, the scale of land accumulated by the Wang father and son was astonishing, and few other noble families could match it.

Accustomed to the extravagant life of "mountains of money and countless granaries", they always feel that the **'s family background cannot compare with that of a real famous family. They need at least 100,000 acres of fertile land, thousands or even tens of thousands of people running workshops and shops; summer resorts and hunting grounds are naturally indispensable.

Now that I don’t have these things, I always feel like something is missing, as if I am inferior to others.