Daqin: Zulong Overheard My Rebellion Plan

The gate of Xianyang Palace was opened, and a convoy galloped out of the city.

An hour later, the convoy slowly stopped beside a group of workshops by the Weishui River.

"Is this the new workshop of Marquis Chang'an?"

Looking at the extremely large group of workshops in front of them, the courtiers could not help but feel a little shocked in their eyes.

Looking around, two long and narrow buildings lean against the Weishui River and stand on the north and south banks of the Weishui River.

Thousands of men and women walked back and forth in the workshop, buzzing loudly.

"This workshop has more people than some villages!"

"Looking at the Great Qin, there is no workshop of this scale at all. Even the workshops in the mines are all divided into pieces. Today, this official has opened his eyes."

"It really is the Marquis of Chang'an, it really is generous!"

Wang Ying smiled and nodded: "Your Majesty has the eyes."

"Here are the two workshops newly built by Weichen."

"There is no bridge over the Wei River, and the only way to get there is by boat, which is not convenient for transshipment.

"That's why Weichen built a group of workshops on both sides of the Wei River."

"The group of workshops north of the Wei River is used to process sweet potatoes harvested in Neishi."

"The workshops south of the Wei River are used to process sweet potatoes from Chang'an Township, Lantian County and other places."

"His Majesty,!"

【Surprised by the workshop where thousands of people gathered?】

[When I win the world, not to mention like Xuehankang, there will be more than 300,000 people in one factory area, and there will definitely be a large factory area of ​​100,000 people. 】

【When you see that scene, won't you be frightened?】

Ying Zheng's eyes were slightly dazed, then he smiled and shook his head.

Tens of thousands of people in a factory area?

Is that the factory area?

That's already the county seat!

This Zhuzi, the voice of his heart began to drift away again.

"Look, that's His Majesty's car!"

"Don't be kidding, today's work...... My Sifang Emperor, His Majesty is really here!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty, and the Marquis of Chang'an!"

"Your Majesty Sheng'an, Chang'an Marquis Ankang!"

As Wang Ying and his group entered the workshop group, exclamations followed.

A large number of workers rushed out of the building, facing Ying Zheng and Wang Ying, bowed and clapped their hands and shouted.

But Ying Zheng was keenly aware that these workers looked at Wang Ying more earnestly than when they looked at him!

Looking at Wang Ying from the corner of his eye, Ying Zheng chuckled.

"This scorpion is very good at winning people's hearts."

Smiling and nodding at the workers, Ying Zheng walked into the group of workshops under everyone's respectful eyes.

"Your Majesty, what you just passed by is the residential area of ​​the workshop group."

"This place is the core part of the workshop group."

While speaking, Wang Ying pointed forward.

Ying Zheng and others followed the trend and saw a large number of waterwheels standing in the Weishui River.

The thick wooden sticks are connected to the waterwheel, and they are pulled back and forth along the rotation of the waterwheel.

But behind the wooden stick, there are objects made of stones connected one after another.

"This is the water wheel of the high-turn waterwheel!"

"The connection behind the water wheel is..."

Looking at this set of equipment, Ying Zheng frowned and thought for a while, then hesitantly asked: "Stone mill?"

The invention of stone mill is only more than a hundred years ago, and it is still in the initial stage. It is inefficient and wasteful, and has not yet been popularized.

But as the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, Yingzheng had some impressions of this new tool related to agriculture.

Wang Ying smiled and nodded: "Your Majesty has the eyes."

"The stone mill is connected to the back of the waterwheel runner."

"However, Wei Chen made some improvements to the stone mill."

Ying Zheng couldn't wait to ask: "Using this stone mill to grind corn, how many catties of rice can be produced from one catty of millet?"

Wang Ying was taken aback: "Your Majesty, this stone mill is not for grinding corn."

"It's the stone mill over there that grinds the corn."

【Using a stone mill to grind millet, what do you think?】

【Can the ground millet still be eaten?】

【It will become millet powder right away!】

Ignoring Wang Ying's complaints, Ying Zheng took a look and saw a rolling plate made of more than ten large stones, high in the middle and low on the sides.

In the middle of the grinding plate stands a center shaft made of hundred forged steel, on which there are ten city-shaped brackets also made of forged steel.

A wheel-shaped roller made of stone that looks like it weighs at least two or three hundred catties is fixed in the frame.

The other end of the frame is connected to a wooden stick, driven by the water wheel, the stone wheel in the frame is driven to rotate continuously on the stone plate, crushing the shelled corn in the middle of the plate.

Whenever the husk of the millet is crushed, the tiny millet will fall to the top of the milling platform along the winding circular road under the milling pan.

Beside the grinding platform, an old woman swept all the golden-colored millet into the dustpan with the broom made of tied dead branches.

Seeing this scene, everyone including Ying Zheng was stunned.

After a few breaths, an uproar broke out at the scene.

"So you can shell the corn?"

"In this way, wouldn't there be no need for so many women to pound rice?"

Chengdanchun is the most common punishment in Daqin, and the word "chun" means spring rice.

This is because the newly harvested millet is shelled, and it hurts the throat when swallowed. As long as there is a choice, no one wants to eat such millet.

The work of shelling millet is extremely time-consuming and laborious, and the demand for manpower is extremely huge.

The Common people naturally go to the spring rice for their female relatives, but the imperial court needs to direct a large number of prisoners and corvees to go to the spring rice, so as to ensure the consumption demand of soldiers, nobles and officials for the shelled millet.

This kind of stone roller, which was almost extinct in Wang Ying's previous life, is of great significance to Daqin!

Yan Zhengchu strode towards the old woman, looking at the old woman with fiery eyes.

"How much millet can this stone and stone mill grind out in a day?"

Being stared at by the top dignitaries of Daqin with fiery eyes, the old woman was almost dumbfounded.

"Return, return, report to Shangguan, one day you can grind three stones of corn."

"Three stones?"

Yan Zhengchu let out a cry of surprise, and stepped forward again to take a step closer.

"you sure?"

The old woman's eyes turned red, and she almost cried from fright.

"Shangguan, I dare not lie to you."

"There are twenty people milling rice in this sweet potato workshop, and they can all prove my innocence."

"I just grind corn every day, I didn't break the law!"

Yan Zhengchu hurriedly said: "This officer is too anxious, don't panic, don't panic."

Yan Zhengchu hurriedly comforted the old woman, but Wang Wan and other courtiers could see the deep shock in each other's eyes even when they were looking at each other.

"I remember that when a peasant woman pounded rice, she could only get about ten catties of rice a day?"

"Feng Tingwei talked too much. That's the amount that prisoners can produce in a day. Common peasant women have other jobs and can't pound rice all the time. They can only get about five catties of rice a day.

"What Wang Xiang said is true. The peasant women in the Common farm family worked hard to pound rice for half a day, but the rice they got was only enough to feed the family for a day."

"But there are only 20 people here in Chunmi, and it can feed thousands of people, which is simply unbelievable!

The stone mill in front of me is more than fifty times more efficient than pounding rice!

Not only that, pounding rice is a very tiring job.

But looking at this old woman, you will know (De Wang Hao) that rice milling is not tiring at all, even an old woman can easily control it.

The more he said, the more fiery the eyes of the courtiers looked at the stone roller.

"If this kind of stone roller can be produced in large quantities, Daqin can at least let hundreds of thousands of women no longer have to grow rice every day, but can go to plowing land, weaving cloth, and raising pigs!"

"Not only! Absolutely not! We can let the old people over sixty years old who have little ability to work manage such things, and at least two to three million women can leave Chunmi's work!

"This thing is simply divine!"

Hearing the exclamation of all his colleagues, the corners of Wang Ying's mouth twitched slightly.

【Nimma, careless!】

[I forgot how much the stone roller means to Daqin. 】

[If this stone roller is widely promoted, at least several million female laborers can be released. 】

[Fortunately, it’s okay for the stone roller to be exposed, it’s just a temporary gadget for transition. 】

【But do you need it as if Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden?】

【I get excited for a while when I catch a new gadget, can you be more reserved?】.