Daqin: At the beginning, the father-in-law was invited to rebel, but the father-in-law turned out to

"Hehe, just wait and see!"

Song Yuan smiled, then turned to look at Meng Tian and the others and said, "Butler Ji, you've been busy all day today, are you tired and hungry?"

Meng Tian and the others froze for a moment, but nodded subconsciously.

Brother Zheng frowned, he had an ominous premonition, as if Song Yuan said something in the morning?

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that the illness had occurred at that time, and I forgot everything.

At this time, Song Yuan smiled and said: "I am busy with an operation, and I am also very hungry now. It just so happens that the celebration after the military parade has not yet been held. The ten dead cows bought by the village are wasted if they are not eaten. Let's go eat hot pot." !"

When Meng Tian heard about hot pot and beef, he immediately became interested, and subconsciously said, "Okay!"

Li Si, Wang Jian and Meng Yi also looked yearning, they had heard Meng Tian and His Majesty say it many times.

They have always wanted to eat delicacies that can make His Majesty, the ultimate glutton, praise repeatedly, but they have never had the opportunity. Now that the opportunity has come, they naturally cannot miss it.

"Cough cough!"

Only Brother Zheng was lying on the bed with a resentful expression on his face. He pretended to cough a few words, trying to get Song Yuan's attention.

Unexpectedly, Song Yuan immediately said: "Father-in-law, you are still recovering now, so don't eat spicy and greasy food. Later, I will ask Manman to cook the porridge for you, just let it go!"

Brother Zheng wanted to cry when he heard this.

Seeing this, Song Yuan stopped attacking his father-in-law and left with Meng Tian and others.

The village suddenly became lively.

...

After Hu Chihai drank, Song Yuan got drunk, returned home, took a bath and changed clothes under the service of the beautiful lady, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Song Yuan was full of energy. Today is the monthly lucky draw day for the system!

Song Yuan, who was born as a non-chieftain, washed his hands and face according to the usual practice, then soaked in Ying Shiman's European spirit, and finally when Baby Ziyi clapped his hands and laughed.

"System! Lottery draw!"

"..."

After a while of silence, Song Yuan's mind was shaken, followed by a golden light shining in his system warehouse.

Song Yuan looked excited!

It's gold!

This is the third gold explosion in five years!

Manman and Ziyi deserved to be the mother and daughter of Emperor Ou, Song Yuan couldn't help sighing, and then sank his mind to check the rewards.

As the golden light fades, the reward is a book!

Song Yuan sank his mind, most books are knowledge theories, such as the previous "Modern Medicine" is presented in this way.

The knowledge that can shine golden light is definitely not easy!

It's just that you can't see the title of the book, you have to absorb it directly to know the knowledge in it.

"The Making of a Nuke"?

"Construction of an Aircraft Carrier"?

Or "Postpartum Care of Sows"?

Song Yuan's face darkened, how could he think of such a strange thing?He quickly waved away his thoughts, and opened the book expectantly.

brush!

The books turned into a golden ocean, and a huge data stream rushed into Song Yuan's mind.

"..."

The ocean-like amount of knowledge caused Song Yuan to shut down instantly, and under the action of the system, this knowledge was not crammed, but integrated into Song Yuan's memory through an experience.

After about 10 minutes.

Song Yuan opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with unstoppable joy.

Even in order to confirm the knowledge he obtained, he sank his mind once again to reflect on it.

"call!"

After many confirmations, Song Yuan let out a sigh of relief and murmured: "The reward this time is really terrifying! Songjiazhuang's countless development problems will be easily solved!".

Chapter 59

Song Yuan never expected that the system's lottery draw would be so powerful this time.

The golden book in my mind is not knowledge, but a real book.

It is called "Encyclopedia Basics", and the knowledge content in the book is also very substantial, it is a real "encyclopedia", from astronomy and geography, to people's livelihood and business, to spears and cannons.

All theoretical knowledge of all modern societies is covered in the book.

Even if it is just a basic article, its knowledge content is directly at the level of the end of World War I and the beginning of World War II.

Song Yuan once tried to figure out the formula of black powder, not to mention gunpowder.

After receiving this reward, Song Yuan can even bypass gunpowder and directly make clay bombs, becoming the Nobel of this world.

Of course it's not that simple.

Now Song Yuan is like having a divine weapon, but his level is not high enough to equip it.

After all, to produce an explosive, he didn't mean that if you have a theory, you can make it by hand.

For example, Song Yuan now wants to make the famous Mauser rifle during World War I.

But Song Yuan couldn't do it at all. The rifled barrel alone, with the current industrial level of Songjiazhuang, was enough for Song Yuan to struggle.

The more advanced things are, the higher the requirements for supporting facilities.

In Songjiazhuang, the iron and steel factories and salt factories are not even in the stage of industrial enlightenment.

As for other aspects, they can't even touch the edge of industrialization.

The road is long and difficult, but we still have to keep our feet on the ground.

"But at least black powder can be made. With the current steel quality, with a little processing, we can also make flintlock guns without rifling."

Song Yuan comforted himself.

At the very least, firearms are no longer something out of reach, but something that can be touched.

But Song Yuan didn't plan to take out the firearm so soon, first of all, the sweet potatoes were about to ripen.

If the sweet potatoes are ripe, the god-level food will appear, which will make the father-in-law's Zhao Guogroup greedy, but if he doesn't show too much force, the other party will definitely relax and continue fishing instead.

If he took out the firearm now, the other party would be afraid, and after a few rounds of weighing, it is very likely that he would just take it for himself.

After all, in just one month, I want to create a high-precision, high-level flintlock.

It is not enough to rely on Song Yuan and the craftsmen of the village, so the manpower brought by his father-in-law is needed.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, even the sweet potatoes are not yet ripe, and the other party sees the power of the firearm, so he will attack immediately.

"Forget it! Let's go according to the plan, cultivate talents first, and improve the overall quality of the Song family army!"

Even if he took out a firearm, no one in Songjiazhuang would use it. The Songjiajun needs at least a certain amount of time to train before they can become qualified platoon soldiers.

Song Yuan made up his mind, as long as he is given time, with the help of "Encyclopedia Basics", the development of Songjiazhuang will embark on an unimagined path. In his lifetime, he may be able to create a world like his previous life.

After all, New China has only developed for 70 years from scratch, and even many things have been explored from scratch because of targeting.

As for Song Yuan, there is "Basic Encyclopedia", and the system may reward "Advanced", "Advanced" and even "Final" in the future. It will be much easier to copy by stepping on a giant than in the previous life of Xinhua.

"The first step, then follow the original plan!"

Song Yuan said with confidence in his eyes.

After the military parade yesterday, Song Yuan saw the shortcomings of the Song family army.

He also plans to start militarized education, so that the 500 members of the Song family army will become the high-level pillars of the army in the future.

It was just because he didn't understand a lot of things and needed to explore slowly, so he put it on hold.

And even if he knew it at the time, he didn't know how to make paper, so it was difficult to teach.

But now, Song Yuan has obtained the "Encyclopedia Basics" and has completely transformed into a humanoid university.

No matter what kind of knowledge he has at his fingertips, it is not a problem to teach the ancients.

Making paper is even easier, and I don't know how many ways to make paper in my mind.

"Father of papermaking?"

Song Yuan said to himself, and felt something was wrong after speaking.

Cai Lun, who invented papermaking in his previous life, was a eunuch, and he didn't want to be a eunuch.

"Moreover, the cost of ancient papermaking is too high and the cycle is too long, which is completely unsuitable for the current development. Better papermaking techniques are still needed."

Song Yuan gave up the ancient method of papermaking, and then searched for a better method in his mind.

Not only that, he is also searching for the basic knowledge of making dictionaries such as living printing, punctuation marks, and radicals.

If you want to popularize education, you must start with literacy.

And all these things need to be taken out.

Only after everyone in the village can read and learn all kinds of knowledge will there be talents in Songjiazhuang

If there is no talent of its own, just like the 50 craftsmen now, the Zhao Guo Group can send people at any time to continue to infiltrate.

In the end, the dove occupied the magpie's nest, and Songjiazhuang surrendered to others.

Don't wait for this to happen!

Song Yuan's eyes are firm, and it is imminent to cultivate talents! .

Chapter 60

Huhuhu~

The cold wind was bitter, and the cold air was blowing into every household in Hanzhong.

Ying Shiman was wrapped in a fur coat, and she held Song Ziyi's baby in an expensive silk brocade jacket to prevent the child from catching cold in winter.

She walked out of the house, looked at Song Yuan in the backyard and shouted: "Husband, it's so cold, come inside quickly! You've been outside for more than ten days, take a rest!"

Song Yuan remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the wooden frame in front of him.

Inside the wooden frame is a piece of yellow paper.

This is also Song Yuan's first raw pulp paper from trial to production for fifteen days.

Because the weather is so cold, it takes a long time for the pulp to solidify.

In order to prevent uneven solidification, Song Yuan couldn't even speak.

Seeing this, Ying Shiman sighed and said, "Hmph, you're always nagging!"

She glanced at the child's flushed face, her heart softened, and she took the child into the room.

Inside the house, Brother Zheng and Li Si sat around the stove to warm up.

After [-] days of recuperation, Brother Zheng can already get out of bed, but in order to control his illness, he has already lived in the study.

And Li Si came here today to discuss national affairs.

When Brother Zheng saw Ying Shiman come in, he put down the topic just now and asked, "Song Yuan not coming in?"

Ying Shiman said angrily: "It's fine if you don't come in, it's so cold outside, he will regret it when he gets sick."

But while talking, she put Ziyi baby in the stroller, then took off the fur coat on her body, and walked out of the room.

Brother Zheng couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Women are always duplicity! Li Si, don't you think so?"

Li Si nodded in agreement.