Finally, all the potatoes were collected and counted by a special person.
After counting all the potatoes, Wang Jian and his son were stunned on the spot.
Wang Ben's breathing was rapid as he stared at the number of items in disbelief.
Wang Jian looked at the potatoes that had already been loaded into the car, and his expression could not hide the shock.
"Go to Gongshu Manor immediately and report to the Little Lord!”
....
Gongshu Manor.
The hotpot was bubbling.
"Not bad, you even made an iron pot. I was right about the Gongshu family.”
Ying Zimo praised while pouring the potatoes into the pot.
The reason why there was an iron pot here was because Gongshu Youlan had eaten hotpot in Ying Zimo's residence last time. She felt that this kind of tableware was very convenient.
The first experiment was to make a few iron pots.
However, the greatest application of the Iron Smelting Technique should still be on weapons.
"Little Lord, you flatter me. This is all thanks to the iron smelting essence you provided. I didn't expect iron to be not only harder than bronze, but also so flexible!”
Gongshu Tuo waved his hands repeatedly, looking ashamed.
The greatest value of the Gongshu family was not in their skills, but in their creativity.
Otherwise, how would he be any different from an ordinary craftsman?
Be it the iron smelting technique, the curved shaft plow, or the movable type printing technique, none of them were considered to have any ingenious structures or skills.
In other words, things that were too complicated meant that it was difficult to make them universal.
The Great Dao was extremely simple, something that even a group of craftsmen like them could not think of, but it was the Little Lord who had summarized it.
Speaking of which, the Mo family had always been better than the Gongshu family in terms of inventions…
"What do you think of the Mo Family, Little Lord?"
"Mo Family? He was cute…Du is a group of big bangs."
Ying Zimo picked up a piece of potato and put it into his mouth. He puffed out hot air and said in a muffled voice.
Gongshu Youlan blinked and translated,"Father, Little Lord said that the people of the Mo family are all big idiots.”
"What do you mean?"
Gongshu Tuo was immediately curious when he heard that.
She wanted to know why the Little Lord had such an evaluation of the Mo Family.
He quickly imitated his daughter's actions and opened a bottle of iced cola and handed it over.
After drinking the Coke, Ying Zimo finally recovered and said,"
"Of course they are idiots, but it doesn't mean that there is a problem with their skills. On the contrary, the Mo family is quite outstanding as a craftsman and inventor.”
The Mohist school had long invented the lever and the gear, advocating the bright ghost and loving all but not attacking.
The so-called bright ghosts were those who looked at natural phenomena that were beyond common sense with the eyes of researchers.
For example, when the Mo family saw a celestial mountain that was transformed from a mirage, they would not exclaim in shock. Instead, they would study why the celestial mountain was in the sky.
This was the earliest embryonic form of Materialism.
"Then why did Little Lord say that they were stupid?”Gongshu Tuo was rather curious.
"With the current productivity, any theory that deludes everyone into equality is a big fool. The Mo family's universal love is just like that.”
"equality is always relative. If you want equality, you must first eliminate competition. But now that people can't even eat their fill, how can they not fight? After all, resources were limited. It was impossible for everyone to be satisfied.”
"Then if everyone can eat their fill, will we be equal?”
Zhang Liang pondered.
He advocated Confucianism, although he was not on the same side as the Mohist school.
However, there were similarities between benevolence and universal love.
"Mr. Zhang, before you assassinated Qin, did you not have enough clothes to cover your body and food to fill your stomach?”
Zhang Liang was speechless.
He was silent for a moment.
Although Han had been destroyed, his family was still wealthy, and his life was still quite good.
He even had money to feed his followers.
"What Little Lord said makes sense."
Gongshu Tuo remembered what Ying Zimo had said just now.
Hmph, the next time he met his old enemy, he would use it to mock him.
At this moment, a report came from outside the door.
"Patriarch, Old General Wang Jian came with Marquis Tongwu and said that they are here to look for the Little Lord.”
"Please come in."
Gongshu Tuo and the two from the Wang family were familiar with each other.
After all, many armaments required the generals 'suggestions.
When they attacked the Six Nations, the two sides met quite often.
"Little Lord is in such a good mood. Is this the delicacy that Chun Xu was talking about?”
The white-haired Wang Jian walked over and bowed.
The tip of his nose twitched. Smelling the fragrance of the hotpot, he couldn't help but eat.
No wonder Chun Xu often made a fuss at home. She wanted to eat hotpot and even said that she wanted to make an iron pot.
The taste of this hotpot was more fragrant than any delicacies he had ever eaten.
"Little Lord, if you want to dig potatoes next time, please inform me. Today, Father thought that I was not good at watching over them.”
Wang Ben couldn't help but smile bitterly as he watched Ying Zimo gobble down the food.
"Aiya, I forgot. Quickly add two sets of chopsticks.”
Ying Zimo waved his little hand.
He invited the two of them to take a seat.
Gongshu Youlan hurriedly gave up her seat and squeezed to Ying Zimo's side, sitting next to him.
"The potatoes belong to the Little Lord. If he wants to eat them, why would he need to inform us?”
Wang Ben was reprimanded by his father as soon as he finished his sentence.
Marquis Tongwu was stunned.
Father, you were so angry that you were blowing your beard and glaring just now. That's not what happened!
"Looking at the old general's expression, I didn't lie to you about the potato production, right?”
"Little Lord, your predictions are divine! This one and a half mu of potatoes produced more than 13,000 catties, which was more than 8,000 catties per mu!”
"This old master was still suspicious before, but I'm here to apologize to the young master.”
Wang Jian cupped his fists and bowed.
Ying Zimo hurriedly dodged, stood up, and held Wang Jian's arms.
"This can't be done. The old general has broken the evil Zimo.”
"Hurry up and take a seat. Don't you want to taste the taste of the potatoes in the hot pot?”
"Then this old man will be thick-skinned and accept your request.”
"Haha, there are still some things that I have to trouble you with. Father doesn't want to starve the soldiers. Uncle Gongshu has already made the Quyuan plow. Those potatoes that have been harvested still have to be sown in the suburbs as soon as possible.”
"It's fine. This old man will lead my personal guards to do this.”
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