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Chapter 88 Science and Technology are the First Productivity

"Science and technology are primary productive forces!"

Yun Lang said solemnly to Cao Xiang while eating.

"What science? What technology? What is primary productivity?"

Cao Xiang put his rice bowl down, and he felt that Yun Lang was using lies in Northwestern Polytechnic to deceive him.

"Tell me, do we really have to write on bamboo slips?"

"Not necessarily, your hobby is special. I saw you collecting turtle shells some time ago. You can also engrave on the turtle shells."

After Cao Xiang finished speaking, seeing Yun Lang's face was not good, he quickly said: "If you don't write on bamboo slips, you can still write on silk and silk, it's not a big deal.

I came to Shoucheng to know that the barbarians in the West were writing on lambskin or calf leather. This is not a problem for our brothers, how? How much sheepskin do you want? "

"I plan to get a thousand books, how do you feel?"

"It's not difficult, the slaves in the Life City will help you get the wooden tablets, right, how many words are in your book?"

"Not too much, it is estimated that one book is finished, probably about five hundred thousand words!"

Cao Xiang's smile immediately condensed, and he put down his rice bowl and slowly said: "I can write up to thirty-five characters for a bamboo slip, even if it is written on both sides, although it is shameful, only seventy words ...

Alang, you should know that one car can only be loaded with 150,000 words, and your book should be loaded with five cars for more than 500,000 words ...

You have to publish a thousand copies ... that is, five thousand cars ... the silk and silk are not durable, sheepskin, cowhide, oh my god, you kill me ... or, let's write less? Or would you like ten sets? The fifty car book is already very powerful.

You should know that people who learn rich cars and five cars also read a book for you.

Alang, we need to dig the copper ore first, then smash the copper ore, then crush it into powder, and then wash the ore in water, then dry it and put it into the furnace to make copper, and wait for the copper to come out, We have money to publish many books for you. What do you think of my idea? "

Cao Xiang was obviously intimidated by the five thousand car books!

Who is Cao Xiang, his ancestor is the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, the founding father, his father is Pingyang Hou, his mother is the princess of the empire, his family's land is half a county, and there are 3,700 people in the family. The family also controls six merchants, all of whom are big merchants whose names are counted by the big men.

There are four thousand servants in their family, and one thousand five thousand maids ...

Even Cao Xiang, who regards money as dung, immediately shrank from hearing that the huge number of five thousand cars, such as poor ghosts like Sima Qian, use what to promote his book to the world?

The book is not finished when you write it. Spreading education is harder than writing it. In this era, any great works of Huanghuang can be passed down with great chance.

If it is a book of military law, law and Baigong with strong practicality, some people may take the initiative to copy it.

Historical books have always relied on royal impulse.

In this way, as long as there is a brain of the royal family, all the bridge sections that are very unfavorable to oneself will be eliminated from the history books. In this way, such history books are meaningless to Sima Qian.

Later, the dynasty only made historical records, and did not write real historical books. Only after the dynasty fell, would the previous dynasties write historical books.

Just like in the Tang Dynasty, it had organized celebrities to compile a large number of historical books of the previous dynasties as precious cultural wealth to be passed on to future generations.

The history of Liang, Qi, Bei Qi, Bei Zhou, and Sui was codified during the year of Zhen Guan.

Huo Qiaobing, Li Gan and these people are depressed and suffering. They will think about how to pass on their own pain to others, and they can release their emotions through **** fighting.

Literati like Sima Qian is different. They usually get drunk to achieve the purpose of paralyzing the spirit.

It's a pity that the light wine allocated to him by the army was not enough to anesthetize his nerves. It only made him want to drink more and more, but in the end he didn't have to drink.

This is too painful ...

So, learning Qu Yuan to wander by the big river, but instead of facing the surging river, it was just a river covered with ice.

No turbulent running water can take away the sorrow, Jianbing can only make people more grieved ... So, Sima Qian, who distributes his hair, can only walk on the pebbles bare feet, and punish the body to achieve the purpose of soothing the brain.

"Poor ..."

Cao Xiang expressed deep sympathy for Sima Qian's experience.

"You don't know what happened to him in the future, otherwise you will have more sympathy for him."

"you know?"

"Northwestern Polytechnical University has a science called arithmetic. I can control mysterious calculations with impermanence. The accuracy rate is generally more than 30%. Do you want to count yours?"

Cao Xiang glanced at Yun Lang and said, "You can just cheat others, don't use it to cheat me?"

If you want money, you can take some of what I have. It is estimated that you do n’t want me, so ah, do n’t bother to lie to me. It ’s boring. "

"You said, if I had the ability to shrink five hundred thousand words to something that is one square foot and one inch thick, and let you see clearly, what do you think?"

Cao Xiang jumped a tiger and distanced himself from Yunlang and waved his hand and said, "I told you not to lie to me, why are you still cheating?"

Yun Lang said with a sneer: "I am born an idiot. Am I lying to you that you have a sense of accomplishment? God doesn't really have long eyes. What good things are given to idiots and I am mad at me."

Cao Xiang looked at Yun Lang suspiciously, his eyes rolled a little, and then shouted to Sima Qian who was sprinting under the city wall: "Brother Zi Ming, Brother Zi Ming, Yun Lang said that there is a way to spread your book all over the world, Would you like to listen? "

Hearing Cao Xiang ’s shout, Sima Qian stopped his **** feet and smiled at Cao Xiang on the wall of the city wall with Cao Xiang: "I was taught by Master Kong and Master Dong. Now, I have a magic barrier in my heart, and I was actually broken by the two obstacles. It seems that I am not good at studying, and I still need to continue to cultivate my mind. A little punishment can make my heart quiet.

Cao Xiang turned his head and wanted to see a hint of fraud from Yun Lang's face, but only to see the anger on his face.

He hurriedly shouted under the city wall: "It's true, Alang said that he condensed millions of words on a square foot. In this way, the spread of your books is not a problem.

You also know that he is a person who can't die from thunder and lightning, and should have some unknown ghosts. "

The battle between Yun Lang and Li Shaojun in the Shanglin Garden caused hail to fall in the sky for half an hour. This matter has long been spread in the Shilin crazy.

Especially Dong Zhongshu, the guy who knows Yunlang ’s fighting process in Shang Lin Yuan and Li Shaojun through beautiful language, knows it all over the world.

Right now, Yun Lang says that he is the second **** stick of the big man, and no one dares to recognize the first.

If it was not when Yun Lang was at home, all the magic sticks who went to ask for advice would be run away with a big stick. The Yun family would have become the first **** stick nest in the world ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Even so, Huo went to sick wife, After learning that she was pregnant, Cao Xiang's wife asked Song Qiao and asked Song Qiao to persuade Yun Lang to help them see if it was a man or a woman in her belly.

For this matter, Yun Lang even scolded Song Qiao, and no one dared to presume any fairy way in Yun Lang.

Sima Qian was obviously a young man who was brainwashed by Dong Zhongshu and Dong Dong. Hearing that Yun Lang was going to help him with fairy technique, he jumped up and down from the river beach to the city wall.

Without saying a word, he gave a deep gift, no matter how Yun Lang asked him to get up.

"You just write your book and write what you should write. Although you will hand over the rest of the matter to me, when you are finished, I will naturally have a way to spread your book."

When referring to the book, Sima Qian has no personality at all. He flattered his blood-stained feet and followed Yunlang, so he must write down the evidence ...

Yun Lang was furious as soon as he heard the evidence, but when he saw Cao Xiang's eager face and Sima Qian's two faces crying, he insisted on his anger, and still set up the document according to Sima Qian's request.

Sima Qian carefully concealed the bamboo slips with written documents in his arms, and then went to find shoes to wear. He walked barefoot for so long, it was really painful.

"A Lang, I heard that your immortal family has a technique of teleportation. I don't know if you will. I really want to hear my son call me father!"

"roll--"

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