Straight man of steel

Chapter 35 I'm from the Mohist School

"Master, let's see how much this knife can sell for."

Zhang Yuan shook his head, pretending that Zhuo Wangsun didn't say that just now, he put the steel knife wrapped in coarse cloth on the table, and then opened it to reveal its original appearance.

Seeing that it was just a knife, the light in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes quickly turned into disappointment.

"An ordinary iron knife can only be sold for five taels of silver. If it is a steel knife, it can only be sold for a hundred taels of gold. Is this what you mean by giving money to the old man?"

Zhuo Wangsun started to step out again. Zhang Yuan didn't expect that this old guy didn't even give himself a chance to demonstrate, just like he really earned hundreds of millions in a minute.

"Patriarch, this is not an ordinary knife, you can take out a steel knife or iron knife, and cut it against the boy's knife.

If you are not satisfied with this knife, I promise to dedicate the water chest to the owner of the house within half a month. "

Turning back three times with one step, Zhuo Wangsun has turned his head twice before taking this step.

"Okay, you kid can't finish everything in one breath. I'm getting older, so you have to torment me like this, right?"

Zhuo Wangsun's tone of speech became as gentle as he treated his own nephew. Although he was a little bit blamed, he didn't mean to get angry.

"Tell me, what's the matter with that lying platoon."

Even though Zhang Yuan repeatedly mentioned this steel sword, Zhuo Wangsun still subconsciously ignored it. Swords and swords are not a new thing. Even swords made of meteorite iron can be bought as long as you have money. Zhang Yuan's No matter how good a knife is, is it better than a sword made of meteorite?
"Reporting to the Patriarch, the crouching wheel water row is a device that the villain came up with after more than three months of planning to replace the existing manual blower.

If this thing can be used in iron smelting workshops, the horizontal wheel water defecation does not need handymen to operate, and it can blow air continuously without interruption. "

Even slaves have to have time to rest and get tired, and this problem cannot be solved by whips.

If it can really have the effect Zhang Yuan said, it will not be a problem to improve the efficiency of iron smelting, and it will also greatly improve the quality of cast iron and wrought iron.

"Did your Zhang family study under the Mo family before you moved to Shu County?"

Zhuo Wangsun's complexion suddenly became serious, and he opened his mouth and asked Zhang Yuan.

"What does the master mean by this?"

Suddenly jumping from the Wo Lun Water Pavilion to the Mo Family, Zhang Yuan was a little confused by Zhuo Wangsun's brain circuit.

Didn't I just say a lying water row, which has nothing to do with the Mo family.

"The old man just thinks that you can't make such exquisite utensils at your age alone. Coupled with your previous actions, the old man thinks that your techniques are likely to be the secrets of the Mohist school. If you really learn from the Zhang family Mo family, you must tell the old man truthfully."

Although the Huang-Lao theory is prevalent in today's world because of the inaction of Emperor Wendi and Jingdi, and the Empress Dowager Dou seems to have been poisoned by the Huang-Lao theory. To the extent that local merchants are bullying, the artisans in this world are now divided into two types, one is Mohist artisans, and the other is ordinary artisans.

Mohist craftsmen regarded themselves as scholars, and their status was higher than that of ordinary people. Most of them worked for the emperor in the palace of Chang'an, and the rest were guests in the homes of princes, generals and prime ministers.

This is also what Zhuo Wangsun is afraid of. If it is as he imagined, Zhang Yuan’s methods all come from the Mohist family. His Zhuo family’s family is finished, and now it’s too late to regret it. Isn’t the iron pot already sold to Chang’an? Is it?

Probably guessing what Zhuo Wangsun was thinking, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt that the old man was quite funny, but he was obviously very greedy and he was not willing to take the risk.

"When my father passed away, the villain was not very sensible. Maybe it is true as the owner said. Our family originated from the Mohist family."

Seeing Zhuo Wangsun's widened pupils and gradually distorted face, Zhang Yuan felt like a winner, and wanted to point to Zhuo Wangsun's nose and say something to him, you can't fight with Dad.

But rationality told Zhang Yuan that in order to make himself feel more comfortable, this is not an option, really not.

"However, Patriarch, please rest assured that these skills of the villain have nothing to do with what you learned at home, they were all thought up in your spare time.

Take this lying wheel water row as an example. The most tiring work of the villain in the workshop before was blowing wind. He came up with today's idea because he wanted to be lazy. "

Zhang Yuan's pause was really long, Zhuo Wangsun's heart almost didn't jump out, and his whole face turned into a pig's liver color.

If there is an instrument that can detect heart disease, Zhuo Wangsun must have a full body examination. Judging from this, he must have high blood pressure and heart disease.

"Old... this old man just told you boy, you... can't you finish talking in one breath?"

Zhang Yuan pretended to be very worried, and ran to Zhuo Wangsun to stroke his back. It felt like petting a cat, and he asked while petting.

"Patriarch, are you okay, do you want the villain to find the medical workers in the mansion to treat you?"

Zhuo Wangsun poured a glass of water from the table on one side and drank it, and finally got over his breath.

"It's okay, it's okay, the next time you talk, you must not talk like today, the old man can't afford such a torment."

Seeing Zhuo Wangsun's timidity, Zhang Yuan smiled in his heart.

"The little man understands that he will definitely not speak like this next time."

After Zhuo Wangsun recovered, he returned to his nature as a merchant, and immediately questioned Zhang Yuan.

"The crouching water row is really half a month later, and the old man will be able to see it?"

As soon as Zhuo Wangsun blurted out his words, Zhang Yuan felt that he should prolong the suspense just now, and let the old guy suffer more.

"Patriarch, the villain just said that if you are not satisfied with this knife, the villain will offer you a crouching wheel after half a month."

With that said, Zhang Yuan picked up the steel knife on the table and handed it to Zhuo Wangsun.

This time Zhuo Wangsun did not change the subject, took the steel knife from Zhang Yuan, and flicked it with his fingers.

A crisp sound came out.

"Made of fine steel?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded.

Zhuo Wangsun had a bronze stove in his study. He raised the steel knife with both hands and slashed down with all his strength, only to see that the blade was not half an inch in. After Zhuo Wangsun exclaimed, he pulled out the steel knife to observe the blade. After all, he is from a smelting family, so he can already feel the quality of this knife.

"That's right, that's right, it's tougher than ordinary hundred-refined steel knives, so it should be made by famous masters.

A Yuan, where did you get this precious sword, it doesn't even have a handle, it looks like it was recently forged.

Does this knife have a name? "

The weapons that can be regarded as treasures all have their own exclusive names.

For example, the Dragon Sword and the Heavenly Sword.

Zhang Yuan was not so stupid as to directly use the word "slaying dragon" to name this steel knife, and Zhang Yuan answered after his brain quickly went to one side.

"Ming Zun."

(End of this chapter)