The effect of culture might not be obvious for a while.
However, the combination of military and agriculture was terrifying.
With the world map, Great Qin would know the world like the back of its hand.
In addition, after the divine item matured, there was an ample supply of food.
At that time, Great Qin's army would be invincible!
Old Zheng was even more convinced.
Lin Yang was definitely someone who brought luck to Great Qin.
The more clear-headed his thoughts were, the happier he drank the wine.
The aroma of roasted meat wafted through the air.
The four of them ate and drank happily.
However, it seemed that the heavens were not pleased.
The sun had been shining brightly just a moment ago, but now, it was suddenly covered in dark clouds.
It was as if a storm was coming.
"Aiya, Old Ben, I haven't had enough of this meat yet.”
"How disappointing, disappointing!"
"Looks like I can only enjoy this fun another day.”
No matter how powerful Great Qin's three leaders were, they could only go along with God's temperament.
At the same time, they couldn't help but think.
On the way, Lin Yang seemed to have mentioned that it would rain today.
It had to be said that his prediction was too accurate.
However, this guy knew that it would rain, so why did he bring them out to eat barbecue?
Looking at the three of them shaking their heads and sighing,
Lin Yang smiled and stood up.
"We should eat and drink. As long as our thinking doesn't decline, there are always more solutions than difficulties!”
Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help but look up.
Lin Yang picked up a stick and fiddled with the eaves twice.
"Kakaka…"
A few wooden shelves were erected.
Then, a large piece of yellow oil paper rolled down and laid on the wooden shelf.
Coincidentally, bean-sized raindrops began to fall.
It hit the oil paper that Lin Yang had specially made, making a crackling sound.
"This structure is quite exquisite. When not in use, it can actually be hidden on the eaves!”
Old Zheng looked up at the simple canopy and could not help but sigh.
Meng Yi nodded slightly.
Lin Yang pushed the stick aside and said humbly,""Actually, this structure is very simple.”
"The main thing is the oilpaper covering it. It's waterproof, easy to fold, and durable.”
"Oh? Is this paper too?"
Meng Yi looked at Lin Yang in disbelief.
Judging from the hemp paper that Lin Yang had given them previously, it was relatively strong in absorbing water.
It was also because of this that it was convenient to write.
However, the oilpaper above their heads completely overturned their understanding of paper.
"Actually, the craftsmanship is similar. It's just that the material chosen is more resilient." Lin Yang explained.”
"After it's made into paper, soak it in tung oil and it's basically done.”
" Oil paper has many uses. It can be used to make window paper, umbrellas…"
Hearing Lin Yang's words, Old Zheng and the other two looked at each other.
What was this window paper?
What was an umbrella?
"Sigh…"
Lin Yang sighed deeply.
"The window paper is pasted on the window to block out the wind and snow. It's similar to your window cloth.”
During the Qin Dynasty.
Actually, other than some rich families who could use silk as windows.
The windows of the other commoners 'houses were usually blocked with straw mats and animal skins.
The disadvantage of doing so was that the indoor lighting was poor.
Once they entered the house, it was dark regardless of whether it was day or night.
"Oh? It could even be used as a window? This is really good stuff!"
Wang Ben rubbed his hands together as he looked at the shiny oil paper.
Among the three giants, he was the most experienced in social practice.
Naturally, he knew the benefits of oilpaper.
Looking at the brightness, it probably wouldn't be any worse than the windows made of cloth at home.
It could also prevent moisture.
As for the price, it could be vaguely guessed from the cost of the hemp paper.
This oil paper was probably very cheap.
Old Zheng nodded.
It seemed that this oilpaper was also a good thing to improve the people's livelihood.
"What about the umbrella?" Meng Yi asked.
"Wait!"
Lin Yang turned around and entered the house. When he came out, he was still holding an oil-paper umbrella that he had made out of boredom.
The three of them looked at the umbrella in Lin Yang's hand.
He was a little confused.
Without explaining, Lin Yang walked into the rain and opened the umbrella.
In the heavy rain, he hesitated and left the world alone.
Streams of water flowed down the umbrella, but they didn't wet Lin Yang at all.
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