Song Beiyun

"I know, I know." Song Beiyun poured the rice noodles next to him into the beef soup, and began to stir up the noodles: "Actually, I think so, rather than letting these things be eaten by those corrupt officials underground, it would be better To save the common people, one more cattle breeder is better than one more robber.”

"Hmph, the truth is on your side." Zhao Xing picked up the plate of rice noodles and looked at Song Beiyun: "Is that so?"

"Yes, yes, just pour it down and add some vinegar."

This beef soup is soaked in the taste of rice noodles, and spicy mountain root, dogwood powder and ginger are added in it. The hot and spicy taste activates the deliciousness, making it hard to hold back. Zhao Xing finally took the big bowl and swished even the noodles I drank all the soup.

"Ah... Shu Tan."

While talking, a large pot of stewed bullwhip was also brought up. Because of the many ingredients, it looked quite attractive.

"This is a good thing." Song Beiyun pointed to the cauldron: "Whatever you eat, you will make up for it."

Zhao Xing looked at him sideways: "I don't know how to eat such filthy things."

In the end, the four of them ate so much that their faces were full of greasy food, and Zhao Xing even ate his throat. He leaned on the chair and loosened the jade belt around his waist, but he still pointed at the empty cauldron unwillingly. : "Next time if you rob me again, I will exile you to Qiongzhou to eat coconuts."

"You are hypocritical. Just now you were asked to eat but you didn't want to eat, and then you said I robbed you." Song Beiyun burped: "Are you comfortable?"

"Shu Tan." Zhao Xing leaned on the chair: "I just don't want to move."

After resting for a while, Song Beiyun settled the bill, and the four of them ate as much as 1000 guan. This beef is a precious thing after all, and each person eats [-] guan. This will be placed in a Michelin-level restaurant after [-] years.

"By the way, what did you just say? Want money for the workshop? I will pay you for your business? You have such a big face." Zhao Xing looked contemptuous: "You said three to five thousand, and I will give you I will give it to you as a reward. Do you owe me 200 million yuan? Ah? Tell me, do I owe you?"

"Who am I for? I drill the kiln every day until my fur is scalded, I go to the fields to fetch soil and get stung by leeches, and my hands are callused by blacksmithing. Who am I for? My business? I go to put accounts and lie down for a year. More than a million in bed! You speak without conscience."

"Can you make a bargain?"

"No, it's a one-off price, 200 million." Song Beiyun shook his head firmly: "You put the money in the treasury as well. I have helped you earn so much money, so what if you take some out?"

"Build... build the palace."

"Don't be in a hurry, wait for my magical skills to be completed, and I will give you a set of unprecedented super palaces that are enough for your next eighteen generations."

"really?"

"Then there is still a fake?" Song Beiyun waved his finger: "A word, give it or not!"

Zhao Xing gritted his teeth in silence for a while, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Here!"

"Then it's over, let Lao Wang give me the things tomorrow." Song Beiyun slapped his head after finishing speaking: "That's right, the official."

"What are you going to do?"

"Jiaozi!" Song Beiyun knocked on the table: "Do you want to change the Xu family's seal to the Zhao family's seal?"

"Oh?" Zhao Xing was stunned for a moment: "Tell me."

"This is more complicated. I'll go to the palace to talk to you in a few days. Anyway, it's a big deal." Song Beiyun nodded seriously and said, "I can't explain what's involved right now. Sort it out. Let's go then? I'll go to the workshop, and you won't send it off when you go back to the palace."

After speaking, he raised his foot and ran away, while Zhao Xing sat there for a while, whispered a few words to Lao Wang, and Lao Wang quickly turned his head and backed away from the wooden door and said to the boss outside: "Shop, let me get some more ready-made ones." take away the meat."

After Zhao Xing returned to the palace after eating a big beef meal, he felt hot all over, but the doctor told him that he should not touch Nuanyu these days. Stopped by the Queen's side.

Seeing him, the queen actually didn't have much to say, she just made him some scented tea, chatted nonsense for a while, and then had a good time...

At this moment, Song Beiyun was wearing a safety helmet made of bamboo strips and squatting in the newly dug cave dwelling of the steel factory. This cave dwelling was about to be used for refining coke. A large amount of coal had been purchased outside, but during the trial firing The kiln was blown up, so Song Beiyun had no choice but to take the risk and go in with him to have a look.

"How could it explode?"

Song Beiyun squatted inside. Although the temperature of the kiln had gone down, it was still over 50 degrees inside. He was already sweating profusely within a short while after entering.

After careful study of the cave dwelling, he couldn't find the reason. After all, he specialized in art, and he only knew a little bit. Logically speaking, there was no reason to blow it up, because there were no problems when trying to burn charcoal before.

"Master, do you think it might be the air hole?"

The only thing Song Beiyun can think of is that a large amount of carbon monoxide will be produced during coke preparation. Of course, he has dealt with this carbon monoxide and sent it directly outside through a tunnel. It's still going to explode.

"Without these air holes... it would still explode."

Song Beiyun thought about it carefully, and felt that it must be the problem of the air guide hole, pointing to the other side and said to several master craftsmen: "I think there is still a problem here, everyone, try hard and think about how to make the air hole not go down. It's windy inside."

"Smaller, more." A quiet blacksmith pondered for a moment and said: "Let's try it, master...why do you want to make this?"

"This stuff is called coke, and it's much better than coal after it's heated up." Song Beiyun clapped his hands and got out of the cave: "Everyone, there are many difficulties now, but don't worry, take everything slowly, wait After the matter is completed, I guarantee that everyone will have no worries about food and clothing from now on!"

The craftsmen did not doubt Song Beiyun's words, because they had worked in other places before. Most of those masters were laymen, and they were used as cattle and horses, and this master was definitely an expert. Sleeping, but he also drilled caves and went to the fields with him, and he could tell the reason for many things.

What's more important is that the money given by this master's family is far more than that of other families. After calculation, their monthly money is almost catching up with the county magistrate of their hometown. They are naturally willing to do more when they encounter such a good master's family.

As for Song Beiyun, he is not a omnipotent encyclopedia. He knows a lot of things in general. In practice, he still needs to explore with these experienced craftsmen, just like he knows the chemical properties of coke but does not know how to kiln at all. [-]. Know what steelmaking requires but don't understand what to prepare before steelmaking.

Pushing forward step by step, the power of the people is great. With enough life experience and advanced theoretical knowledge, they always have different ways to reproduce some advanced things.

Just like Maozi in the Soviet era, even if it does not have such a high technological content, it can still fly a piece of stainless steel of ten or twenty tons out of Mach 3.

After leaving the steel factory, Song Beiyun came to the core area of ​​the workshop, which is the self-proclaimed technology research and development department. At this stage, the task here is to prepare standard measurement units.

This is the place with the largest number of scholars in the entire workshop area. Some of these people are nerds borrowed from the Ministry of Industry, and some are nerds found by the people. I am particularly interested in "strange" things, such as why the positions of the stars in the sky are different in summer and winter.

In fact, these nerds are basically useless waste in this era, because the current mainstream of technology is still gradually improving on old things, and their curious things are not so popular.

But Song Beiyun is different. He set up a technology research and development department alone. Here they divided these people into several groups. There is a mathematics group specializing in mathematics, and there is also an astronomy and geography group that specializes in tossing about the ebb and flow of tides, sunrise and sunset, and even There are also breeding professionals who are used to staring at the seedlings without moving.

This place is a place where money is spent to support idlers, at least it looks like this to outsiders, but Song Beiyun never tires of it, it can even be said that he dotes on this department in a doting way, and even comes here from time to time to talk about some deviant class...

"Master!" The mathematics team recognized that the senior sister is Miss Qing, she doesn't go anywhere now, she spends here all day long, and his father came here a few times before, afraid that something would happen to her, but seeing this kind of nerd here After the atmosphere, Zhang Shangshu will put on commoner clothes and run here every now and then.

"Master, looking at you like this, you can tell that something happened at the kiln." Zhang Qing chuckled.

"Yeah, I can't find anything wrong with it."

"Hey..." Miss Qing held the draft mysteriously and walked around Song Beiyun several times: "Master, have you thought about rewarding me yet?"

"What did you do?"

Without saying a word, Zhang Qing silently unfolded the manuscript paper in his hands: "I have calculated how many cubic meters of gas will be produced if one catty of coal is required."

Song Beiyun was taken aback: "Really? You can show me."

"Tell me, what will I be rewarded with!"

Zhang Qing was the first to know the concept of the meter, and she also participated in the formulation of the standard measurement unit of the juniors. It is no exaggeration to say that she is now the person in the whole world who knows how much a meter is, and as a very talented mathematics talent, Although Miss Qing is young, she is extremely respected here.

"Beef, eat as much as you want!" Song Beiyun leaned into her ear and whispered, "Add another ten catties of beef jerky!"

"make a deal!"

Chapter 321: On April 4 of the second year, it was sunny and thirty thousand li east of the river entered the sea

In fact, any civilization has a special awareness of how important weights and measures are, but it is always changing, which will inevitably cause a break in the inheritance of natural science.

Just imagine, the zhang of the previous dynasty is different from the zhang of this dynasty, so are all the scientific research achievements of the previous dynasty basically useless?

So in the research and development department, there is something that is offered in a precious crystal cabinet, which is a standard meter ruler mold made of pure gold. This mold is 1.2 meters long, [-] centimeters wide, and three centimeters thick.There is not only a centimeter unit for the length of one meter on the top, but also a small ruler accurate to millimeters below.And how this scale is measured, all the measuring tools are sealed and stored in a cabinet next to it.

There is also a line of small characters engraved on it: "That's one small step for weights and measures, one giant leap for the world."

How precious this thing is, in the words of Zhang Shangshu, who regards him as the most precious treasure, the value of this thing can compare to the sun and the moon, and can compare to three thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

The important ministers in charge of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of War, usually the favorite way to decompress is to come to the R & D department and stare blankly at the gold measuring instrument in the crystal box, and then start measuring the world with the formula and meter ruler in their hands together with their daughter .

Zhang Shangshu is a math genius!This was beyond Song Beiyun's imagination. This genius is like a long-dried seed. The moment he is contaminated with scientific soil, he sprouts new sprouts in an instant without noticing it.

Millimeters, centimeters, decimeters, meters, square centimeters, square meters, and cubic meters. With the formulation of these units and the corresponding formulas, many problems that have plagued Zhang Shangshu all his life have been solved. He even seems to be ten or twenty years younger these days. .

Most of the boys in the R&D department didn't know that the old man who came to hang out with them for nothing was a high-ranking member of the court. The atmosphere was quite good, and sometimes there would even be some disputes. Slap each other in the face, the academic atmosphere is quite strong.

"There is no shortage of geniuses in every era, what is lacking is the soil for geniuses to bloom." Song Beiyun squatted outside the construction site and said to him, "I think you have gone deeper."

"I will try my best." Miao Yan is also very happy: "Maybe we can make a difference engine."

Difference engine... Song Beiyun smiled. The difference engine is the forward-looking technology of steampunk. If the difference engine was allowed to develop at that time, the future may be the era of steampunk. The sea is also full of products of steam technology full of reverie.

Song Beiyun is actually not proficient in mathematics, but she is proficient in witty words. She should actually be the head of the School of Weights and Measures and Mathematics.

She is now invited by Song Beiyun to come to a class every two days. Although many people despised her because she was a woman at first, even Zhang Shangshu would secretly come to listen to her.

The fly in the ointment is that she is too handsome, and she will always be shown love for no reason, but it is a reserved era, and there are not too many excessive behaviors. Those who are rich and young in the capital, if they have no ability, dare not go To provoke Song Beiyun.And how can a wealthy young man with some ability at home be a person who loves to learn?

wrong!

There is an exception!There is a young man in the design institute, only 16 years old this year, there is nothing special about him when we first met, but later I found out that he is the son of the Imperial Censor.

This family is very prominent, and later Song Beiyun asked him why he came here, didn't he know that he and his father were deadly enemies?

Guess what the guy said?People said: It is because he knows this that he is unwilling to give his name. He heard about this place from a friend, and since then he has had trouble sleeping and eating, and he has always wanted to see it.

And it was these words that directly sold all his friends. After Song Beiyun gave his real name, he found out that except for the engineering institute, the Institute of Metrology, the Institute of Computing, the Institute of Astronomy, the Institute of Geology, the Institute of Design, and the Institute of Engineering, There are various ministers, aristocratic families, and noble children in various degrees in other places.

Quite a few of them even pay their own money to do research here, and the reason is surprisingly consistent, that is, no one here will let them read sage books, they are not interested in those books, but they are interested in these.

Outside, whether it is family members, partners, or private school teachers, they all feel that they are not doing their job properly, but here they found a place where everyone is not doing their job properly, and many of them have already recognized Zhang Shangshu, but none of them People speak out, in their words, this is the tacit understanding in their small group.

Of course, Song Beiyun also has a chemistry college, but there is only one person in his chemistry college, Zuo Rou...

Zuo Rou is a little follower, since she was a child, she has always been the kind who will do whatever Song Beiyun does.When Song Beiyun sold medicine, she opened a pharmacy. Later, when Song Beiyun quit, she gave the pharmacy to Zuo Fang.Song Beiyun went to the Imperial City Division, and he also went to the Imperial City Division. He wore flying fish suits all day long and swaggered through the market. Now that Song Beiyun opened a workshop, she would sit in the workshop and watch people toss iron bumps and bricks every day.

When Miaoyan was going to give a big class, Song Beiyun also returned to the small courtyard on the left, took off the rattan helmet and squatted there watching Zuorou staring at the small calciner in a daze in the corner.

"It's almost ready?"

Xiao Song went over and rubbed the soot on Zuo Rou's face, a black mark appeared on her cheek.

"I don't know." Zuo Rou yawned, "Chemistry is so boring."

"Chemistry is the most interesting, and you say it's boring?"

"But you've been burning dirt here all day..."

"Do you know what this is!"

"cement."

Zuo Rou was puzzled and looked at Song Beiyun with curiosity.

Xiao Song didn't say a word, just got up and went to the corner to bring a bag of cement that was ground yesterday, he squatted on the ground, poured out the cement and dug a hole in the ground.

"Look, pour water." Song Beiyun took a ladle of water and poured it into the concrete nest, picked up a wooden stick and began to stir: "Tomorrow you will see a miracle."

After he had finished mixing the cement, he shoveled a shovel of river sand from the side and mixed it into the cement. After stirring again, he began to wipe it on the ground next to him with a thin wooden board.

Zuo Rou squatted beside him and stared intently. After he smoothed the cement on the ground, Zuo Rou curiously poked it with her finger, and said disgustedly: "It's just mud, and the color is a bit strange."

"Don't poke it!" Song Beiyun smoothed out the hole again: "You'll know when it's done tomorrow. I'll wash my hands. You can go back to sleep for a while later."

"I don't!" Zuo Rou looked at Song Beiyun's back, and imprinted her palm on the wet cement with lightning speed: "I'm going to wash my hands too!"

Not long after she followed Song Beiyun to the room, she began to feel sleepy, but Song Beiyun lay on the only small bamboo bed and read a book with her legs crossed.

"Get out of the way, I'm sleepy."

Xiao Song knew that this guy was annoying, so he didn't argue with him, and silently moved his butt to the side, Zuo Rou lay down directly, and fell asleep on his side.

If there is anyone who is the least defensive towards Xiao Song, it is probably Zuo Rou, but it happens that because of this, Xiao Song actually feels ashamed of her in his heart. After all, he was young and ignorant back then, and Zuo Rou was delicate at the time She looks like a doll, so she committed an unforgivable crime, so Xiao Song usually would not touch Zuo Rou.

But the more this is the case, the more Zuo Rou will not guard against him, even if she is shitting, she will shout at Song Beiyun at the top of her voice if she doesn't have paper by her side. A little way.

"I said, Song Dog."

"What are you doing!" Song Beiyun suddenly turned his head and said sharply, "Don't call me Song Dog, I'm angry."

"Oh... Song Agou." Zuo Rou turned around and looked at Song Beiyun with sparkling eyes: "Are you and Jin Ling'er already unclean?"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Two days ago..." Zuo Rou said in a low voice, "Jin Ling'er smells like you, like a dog."

"Huh?" Song Beiyun was taken aback: "Your nose is so good?"

"Hmm..." Zuo Rou moved closer to Song Beiyun's chest and smelled it: "That's the smell, it's all over her body."

Song Beiyun didn't bother to talk to her, and continued to lean there to read a book, while Zuorou also got up, and said with an unhappy face, "I want to too!"

"Whatever you want, you want it, go to sleep!"

"I don't have Jin Ling'er, I'm not reconciled." Zuo Rou said angrily: "She has robbed me since she was a child, obviously I recognized you first! Why did she rob me first?"

"Hey, don't take me as an object of anger, okay?" Song Beiyun sighed, "Is there still a first-come-first-served approach to this stuff?"

"Not reconciled!"

Song Beiyun ignored her, but changed the topic and said, "Get up when you don't sleep. It's time to memorize. Have you memorized the reaction principles I told you? Iron burns, aluminum burns, and carbon burns."

Zuo Rou suddenly fell silent, turned over and fell asleep in an instant, while Xiao Song patted her butt: "It's useless to play dead, have you memorized it?"