Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me for corruption

Chapter 12 What kind of monsters are there in this academy!

Qin Mo went into the school, took out a piece of cloth, and showed it to Ying Zheng.

"This cloth is woven by students from wool. Does your Majesty know its usefulness?"

Ying Zheng: "Warm away the cold."

Qin Mo: "..."

Okay, no problem.

Qin Mo smiled and nodded: "It can indeed keep out the cold, a hundred times better than linen."

"Including the cotton introduced from the Western Regions, although the fabric is good for keeping warm, the yield is extremely low and cannot be used for a long time. Generally speaking, it is still not as good as this woolen cloth."

Cotton likes strong light during its growth period, and can only produce high yields when grown in the Western Regions. If it is to be popularized in Daqin, it will take at least several years of cultivation.

Ying Zheng seemed to have some realization: "Ai Qing means... is..."

Even though he has great ambitions.

But it was still deeply affected by the ‘farming war’.

Don't think about business at all.

Even though I had a clear understanding at this time, I couldn't figure it out for the moment and I was stuck.

Qin Mo took the initiative to take over the conversation: "The high-yielding grain varieties promoted by me have now been planted all over the nine states. At that time, what the Chinese people lacked was clothing to keep out the cold."

"There is nothing else in the desert beyond the Great Wall, but this wool can be obtained everywhere. Even if the sheep are sheared into bald skin, it can still grow back, just like growing crops."

"There is food inside the fortress and wool outside the fortress. The inside and outside can be exchanged. If the herdsmen can live and work in peace and contentment, I am afraid that the bows and knives in their hands will become sheep shears."

"Your Majesty's plan to destroy the Xiongnu this time is not to follow the policy of favor and enfeoffment, but to directly divide the outside of the Great Wall into counties and counties. The herdsmen have the profit of wool, so how can they refuse to accept the king's rule?"

These words made Ying Zheng's eyes light up and he couldn't help but give high-fives and praise.

"Wool is my Lu Zhen."

"I never thought that Aiqing would be as talented as Guan Zhong!"

Guan Zhong was the prime minister of the Qi State. He once launched an economic war against the Lu State. He used inducements to make the Lu people busy weaving silk cloth and even abandoned their fertile fields, and finally brought the Lu State into submission.

Wool and pickaxe cloth are indeed very similar!

"How could Prime Minister Qin make a mountain of money in one day without Guan Zhong's talent? Your Majesty, you are making such a fuss."

Li Si followed suit and offered a rainbow fart.

Qin Mo was speechless. After all, he was still a dignified Jiuqing Tingwei. He had done hard work for the Qin Dynasty even if he had no merit. As for Han Feicheng, was he afraid of this?

The First Emperor might like the new and dislike the old, but how could he treat his heroes like worn-out shoes?

Just now Wang Wan said that he judged the emperor with a villain's heart, but in fact, Li Si was truly narrow-minded and regarded everyone as narrow-minded!

Qin Mo shook his head secretly and did not answer his question, but continued to Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty, please note that the treasury can collect countless business taxes from business travel. Why worry about not being able to build a large number of schools?"

Ying Zheng frowned and muttered: "My dear, it is not a good thing for merchants to buy low, sell high, hoard, and rashly relax restrictions."

Although Guan Zhong's talents made Qi strong and prosperous, the shortcomings left behind are also obvious.

It is precisely based on this that the Shang monarchs emphasized agriculture and suppressed business. It was not just a simple word "repress". In addition to heavy taxation, there was also a devaluation of personality.

As long as the imperial court collects corvee labor, merchants are treated like slaves and are not treated as human beings.

It is inappropriate to make rash changes!

"Your Majesty is right to consider everything carefully. Therefore, while relaxing restrictions, we must also monitor them and never stop eating due to choking."

"When this expedition against the Xiongnu is completed, I will present you with a general plan!"

Qin Mo said solemnly.

Ying Zheng nodded and said nothing more, and walked into the school where Qin Mo took out the woolen cloth.

He wanted to see how students weaved wool into cloth!

However, as soon as he walked in, he was hit by a pungent and strange smell that almost made him breathless. He covered his mouth and nose and left in embarrassment.

"Rough rolling of wool has a smelly smell. If you want to process it into spinning thread, you need to go through several processes, many of which use vulcanized materials, so it smells bad."

Qin Mo explained.

Ying Zheng suddenly realized that he decided not to ask for trouble and went to observe elsewhere.

However, the next school still smelled sour and unpleasant.

"This area is full of engineering students. Your Majesty, it's better not to wander around in order to avoid bumping into each other."

"As for this place, students are developing methods of making paper and printing."

Qin Mo explained again.

Ying Zheng was confused: "What is paper printing?"

Qin Mo didn't waste any time, held his nose and got in. After a while, he came out with a piece of rough yellow paper and a few pieces of wooden type.

"This is paper, the technology is not yet mature."

"This is movable type, which can be arranged at will and used to print words on paper."

As Qin Mo spoke, his hands were not idle either.

The word "Huaxia" was printed on yellow paper with wooden movable type.

However, because the yellow paper was too rough and the ink was not suitable for use, it smeared into a ball, which was very ugly.

"hiss……"

Ying Zheng gasped when he saw it.

The civil servants behind him were even more astonished, and their eyes almost fell off.

What Qin Mo said was rough and unusable probably seemed like a miracle to them.

After all, bamboo slips are cumbersome and inconvenient, and people who have never used them cannot have a personal experience.

To put it bluntly, the thin volume of The Analects of Confucius, written on bamboo slips, can almost fit a car...

Therefore, we cannot blame Ying Zheng and Wen Chen for losing their composure after seeing the wonderful use of paper!

"My dear, how is this divine object as thin as a cicada's wing made?"

Ying Zheng carefully picked up the yellow paper and asked in surprise.

"Mulberry, Ma, and Kudzu bark are processed into pulp, poured into a layer on the silk yarn, and when it dries, it becomes a piece of paper."

Qin Mo gave a rough explanation.

Ying Zheng and the civil servants looked suspicious, obviously unwilling to believe that such a sacred object was made of the ubiquitous mulberry bark!

"There is no doubt that soil can be fired into exquisite porcelain, and mulberry and kudzu bark can also be used to make paper."

"When the technology matures and suitable paper is produced, and then supplemented by movable type printing, classics can be printed in batches."

"Your Majesty will be able to save a lot of money by opening a school in the future."

Qin Mo said seriously.

Ying Zheng and the civil servants were already astonished and incompetent. They motioned to Qin Mo to lead the way and continue to observe other places.

Leaving the Baigong Academy, it was the School of Mathematics. Ying Zheng and the ministers were finally able to enter the school to take a look.

However, when they saw the master, who looked more like a swordsman, typing on the blackboard and explaining the mathematical formulas, the eyes of the top talents of Great Qin began to have mosquito coils in their eyes...

What is that thing that looks like a ghost painting?

A royal censor named Zhang Cang said that the master was being mysterious and wanted to show off in front of Ying Zheng, so he asked the master if he had learned nine chapters of arithmetic.

The master pouted and asked him to go to the Mengtong class next door. The censor went over to take a look and found that only Mengtong was learning the things in the Nine Chapters of Arithmetic...

Ying Zheng and his officials were completely in disarray.

What kind of monsters are there in this academy!

Ying Zheng nodded fiercely: "The academy established by Aiqing is unique. I will open it all over the world, no matter how much it costs!"

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