Tang: Uncle of the Salted Fish Kingdom
14 The mechanical divine ox was patrolling at night!

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At this point, the seventy-year-old Yin Shouxin finally cried in excitement. When the Turks invaded, when he left his hometown, when he was targeted by Li Shimin, he didn't cry.

Now that he had met a benefactor, he cried happily.

The 300,000 Yin clansmen were saved!

At this moment, the old man was grateful and convinced of Zhangsun Minzhi from the bottom of his heart.

The fifty Yin Clan disciples brought by the old man were also sobbing.

"The heavens have eyes!"

"This time, I'll help the Yin family survive the calamity."

"Thank you, Young Master!"

"My child has food."

The fifty Yin Clan disciples cried as they knelt down in front of Zhangsun Minzhi.

They did not think that Zhangsun Minzhi would lie to them. They firmly believed that the things in the box were edible.

They weren't the famous Yin Family now. They were just a group of refugees with nothing. Why would they lie to them?

The 50 servants of the Gao family, as well as Butler Gao and Gao Linger, all looked at this scene with reverence.

The box that fell from the sky was simply the means of an immortal. He could not offend this youth.

Gao Linger suddenly said coldly,"No one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened here.”

"Yes, Miss!"

The Gao family's servants shouted.

Zhangsun Minzhi smiled. Gao Linger was really considerate and knew what he was thinking.

......

Soon, 100 people were frantically moving and collecting instant noodles in this canyon. They piled these square boxes in the middle of the empty ground for easy transportation.

A cart full of instant noodle boxes was transported along the dark cave to the Gao family's warehouse.

However, it would take a long time for the 30 carts to finish transporting the 100,000 boxes of instant noodles.

Gao Ling 'er then ordered Butler Gao to go to the Gao Residence and get another two hundred carts.

Yin Shouxin ordered his grandson to go to the refugee camp and transfer another 400 direct descendants of the Yin Clan.

Zhangsun Minzhi was still worried, so he asked them to seal the entrance of the cave and cover it with trees and weeds to prevent others from discovering it.

If they could see these instant noodle boxes falling from the sky, others would definitely be able to see them too.

After all, 100,000 boxes of instant noodles were equivalent to tens of thousands of dans of grain. If the imperial court found out, they would not be able to help but swallow it all.

This time, the imperial court didn't care about the refugees outside the city, partly because of the shortage of food in the national treasury.

Just as Zhangsun Minzhi finished a busy day and was so tired that she fell asleep in a room in the Gao family's warehouse.

The system notification sounded in his ears.

"Congratulations, host dad has collected 5,000 boxes of instant noodles. You have been rewarded with 100 points and are currently at 400 points.”

"Ding! Random draw once. Congratulations to the protagonist for obtaining: Mohist's mechanism technique."

Suddenly, a scripture with the words " Mo Zi " on the cover appeared in the void. It instantly burst out with an extremely powerful light and shot toward Zhangsun Minzhi like a meteor!

Then, the scripture dimmed and shattered.

Eh?

Zhangsun Minzhi only felt a warm current flow into his body, and then he realized that there were many more things in his memory.

"Mohist Classics: If you enter a country without saving its scholars, it will perish. If you see a wise man and are not in a hurry, you will be able to relax your ruler."

"Universal Love Chapter, Non-attack Chapter, Worship Virtuous Chapter, Worship Same Chapter."

The Mohists 'mechanism techniques and even the Mohists' classics had all become a part of his knowledge.

"It can't be. Collecting instant noodles can reward you with points, and you can even draw a lottery.”Zhangsun Minzhi was delighted. This system was simply too considerate.

Zhangsun Minzhi majored in architecture at Yanjing University. There was an eccentric architecture professor at Yanjing University who advocated learning from the ancients.

He told every architecture student that if they wanted to reach the peak of architecture, they had to understand the Book of Mo.

It involved logic, military science, engineering, mechanics, and geometry.

However, none of the students could understand it, and even the company commander Sun Minzhi only had a smattering of knowledge.

Now, he could easily recite the Book of Mohism. There were no punctuations or annotations. He could even master it.

He finally understood the professor's words. The Book of Mohism was indispensable in architecture, and it was not a boasting pen.

The modern architectural knowledge in his head combined with the ancient knowledge of the Mo Sutra.

At this moment, Zhangsun Minzhi was filled with inspiration and was ready to create something for hundreds of thousands of refugees.

This item could replace the old bull and plow the land for them.

For the time being, he would name it "Mohist Mechanical Bull."

That night.

He lit up the oil lamp in the warehouse, took out a branch, and wrote on the ground, stroke by stroke.

Formula, mechanism parts, required materials, assembly method

The entire floor was covered in drawings. The Mohist mechanical bull could already be made long ago, but he was still improving the mechanical bull, hoping that the cost would be lower, and it would be easier to assemble and operate.

At this moment, it was late at night and there was a faint light in the Gao family's warehouse.

The guards outside the warehouse looked at each other in dismay. They did not know why Young Master Zhangsun was lighting an oil lamp at night. Didn't he know that oil lamps were very expensive? There was even a rustling sound coming from inside.

"Miss?"

A guard of the Gao family saw Gao Ling 'er walking out of the darkness and thought he had seen wrongly.

It was already late at night, and it was extremely cold outside. Why wasn't Miss sleeping in her room?

Could it be a female ghost?

When everyone saw the shadow under the girl's feet, they finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Gao Ling 'er looked tired and was wearing a fox fur coat." You've worked hard. I ordered someone to prepare some ginger soup. It's cold at night to prevent the root of the disease. Someone will bring it to you later."”

She had come late at night to patrol the Gao family's warehouse. The 5,000 boxes of instant noodles here were related to the lives of the refugees.

"Thank you, Miss! This is my duty!"

The guards of the Gao family shouted in unison. The young miss's initiative to care for them warmed their hearts and shook their spirits.

Previously, they were still talking about the Young Miss too much. Why should they care about those refugees? Now, he felt that she was too considerate.

"Is Young Master Zhangsun still awake?" Gao Linger suddenly saw the lights in the warehouse and said.

"It's been a night. I don't know what he's doing inside.”

A guard shook his head and said.

Gao Ling 'er nodded, indicating that she wanted to go in and take a look. The Gao family guards immediately opened the door.

Clang!

The door was pushed open. When she entered, she saw a young man writing and drawing on the ground with his back facing her.

"Young Master Zhangsun?"

Gao Ling 'er saw his focused expression and called out softly. Seeing that he did not respond to her, she did not get angry and just stood quietly beside Zhangsun Minzhi without saying a word.

Gao Ling 'er looked at the dim light in the room. Afraid that he couldn't see the ground clearly, she quietly retreated to the side and lit four more oil lamps.

The warehouse was instantly lit up.

The words on the ground were even clearer.

Although Zhangsun Minzhi was constantly deducing the components of the computer, he still noticed her actions.

Gao Ling 'er's attitude made Zhangsun Minzhi very appreciative. This was a considerate girl.

If it was an ordinary woman, she would have long been unable to suppress her curiosity and asked this and that, interrupting his train of thought.

However, Gao Linger did not. Instead, she went to light four oil lamps. It was obvious that Gao Shilian had taught his daughter well.

After all, the virtuous Empress Zhangsun in the history books was also raised by Gao Shilian.

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