Understand it, he nodded slightly and whispered: "I want to try it. Copper is too expensive."

The public casting thought that this copper is very expensive. According to the method you said to use with gunpowder, it can be much more expensive than a crossbow.

This matter has not yet been really done. It was just after the loud bang of Peize last time, the public founder brought a group of copper smiths to try the thing.

If you try more, you will understand more deeply. When Shi asks that strange question, the public institution will know what Shi is thinking about.

At most, he could only ask a rough question. After asking a few more questions about iron smelting to remove impurities, these craftsmen were temporarily taken aside to rest.

The remaining ink masters were looking at Shi, and Shi spread his hands and said, "I only know the truth about this kind of thing, but it is difficult if I really want to do it."

"But this ore can be smelted, so it should be no problem to try more."

He said it was not a problem, but he was confident.

Among the ink masters, there are many handicraftsmen and craftsmen.

The best carpenter in the world is here. Objects such as leather bellows are also essential things for the ink master to guard the city, prepare caves and tunnels, and can be solved by blowing and ventilation.

There have been miners and miners in Dayeshan Copper Mine. There are also miners. There are also hot methods and other methods that have not been used on a large scale. The problem of mine support is not a problem to bring the bronze civilization to this level.

In the early stage, I tried to make coking in the middle of the charcoal method, and there were also charcoal craftsmen among the ink; there were also potters who made refractory bricks and ventilated pottery pipes.

The molds have public smelting. People from these families who can cast cauldrons and chimes, even though they may not be able to make molds, they can understand a little. Furthermore, they are ready to wait until the iron is released and can be reused directly. It doesn’t matter if they start from scratch.

Now, according to appropriate suggestions and requirements, most of the Megami who can do this work have been mobilized from all over the place and gathered together.

Mozi asked, "The people you want are now here. Tell me about your Xuanyi tribe."

Shi smiled and said, "Everything is ready for the Xuanyi tribe. The reason has been made clear, and all villages and communities are also hoping to use iron as soon as possible. Although they have never seen it, since the credibility of our mourners is there, they naturally believe it."

"It's only the same. Even if the proportion of one person per team is rotated in March, the manpower may be insufficient in a few years. After a few years, iron tools can be sold in all directions, and I'm afraid some people will have to be summoned from all over the country."

"I'm just afraid that it's not easy to recruit. If you use the money you have to pay every day at this time, it's easy to recruit mining refugees elsewhere."

"It's just that once iron and agricultural tools appear, all countries recognize private acres, and the benefits of reclaiming land are more profitable than workmanship..."

Many people who often hear this kind of production relationship understand the meaning of Shi and think about it, but they have no idea.

Mo Zi said: "There is no hurry in advance, it will take three or five years. Then, according to the method you said, the most difficult thing is within three or five years. In another ten or twenty years, the population will increase. Even if the iron tools are in the world, there will be many people who are helpless... If you think so, then you will have to solve such a thing in the future, not just this one?"

"Don't think about it first. I thought I could understand the rules of the world. Later, I heard you talk a lot, and I realized that the rules change in time and endlessly... Don't learn from those remnants of Qi, and you will have to worry about the continuous migration of the sky."

"I am seventy years old, and I am afraid I can't see some things. Although you are still young, I am afraid I can't see some things. But Lie Yuko said it well, and the descendants are endless, so the subsequent things will be left to the descendants of Wuquankui."

"He argues with you about the universe and the universe and is at a disadvantage. But what he said about Yugong can be used. The Mo man will be Yugong. The paradise is that there is no Taihang Wangwu Mountain, and it does not seek the Emperor of Heaven, but only the descendants."

Shi nodded and thought about it again, "Now the winter wheat has been planted, the house has been almost repaired, and it is not too cold to practice martial arts in winter. It is just right to prepare for iron smelting this winter."

"The mine has been selected and a road is built to push the ink trucks away from mud. People from each township pavilion can be completed for a few days."

Mo Zi smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about this matter. I guard the five-mile city, and 40,000 families are just in order. Mo is not afraid of many people, and he can also be ordered and prohibited."

"Qin Huali once asked me, what should I do to defend the city? I said: 'Let everyone get their strengths and do things in the world; if they divide their duties, they will get things in the world; if they like them, they will prepare things in the world; if they have any strengths and weaknesses, they will have the things in the world'."

"This is not only the principle of defending the city, but also the principle of governing the world. If it can be done, the world can also be governed, let alone mining?"

When he heard this, he added his forehead with his hands and said, "Sir, what you pursue is afraid is the last paradise. Everyone should do their best, show their strengths, and do everything they do. Everyone likes everything... I am afraid that even if I die, I may not be able to see it."

Everyone laughed and said, "Didn't you say that? The descendants are endless, and we can't see them, but as long as the Mo family does not perish, there will always be those who can see them."

Everyone present was full of thoughts and was inspired by Mo Zi's words just now, and became more interested. When I thought that Iron Artifacts would benefit the world, they all felt that they had to finally realize their intention of benefiting the world after becoming a Mo man, and they could even vaguely see the dawn of the new era from the inferences made by him.

Thinking of the unprecedented era when I was in such a changing and unprecedented time, my heart was filled with a mighty aura that benefited the world. Even my breath was filled with joy in my speech, and I didn't even think about whether I could see or not.

Seeing everyone like this, Mozi said loudly: "Since this is the case, I will start doing this tomorrow. I have discussed with Qi Wulai. The three of you are responsible for this matter. The affairs of the township school will be slow, either for review, or for others to teach, or for training the queue to move forward."

"Before the spring of the next year, this matter must have a result. News came from Shangqiu that it was already unstable. I am only afraid that the Xiaoyun Rebellion will cause harm to the innocent people of Shangqiu."

"In spring, the public land is divided into private acres, the wasteland is reduced, and the taxes need to be completed. At the latest, the wheat harvest is harvested in May, and you must rush back to Shangqiu."

"Since the Mo people are here, the Chu people cannot conquer Shangqiu, and those nobles who do not care about the people and only seek power are not allowed to do things."

He said that he was majestic, and all the ink people took the order in unison.

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In the old man's house that day, his eldest son was packing his bags at home.

The second son is the first spearhead of the righteous teacher in Peiguo, and the youngest son is studying at Peiguo Township School. The family believes that he has been separated from the Mo people. This kind of thing that comes from one army first will naturally be active at home.

In addition to this unending relationship, once iron tools appear, it is easy for families with a large population and labor force to join the ranks of wealthy self-cultivated farmers by relying on hard work.

The Mo people's proposal at this time was beneficial to handicraftsmen and wealthy self-cultivated farmers. Slaves and other things had little to do with the Mo people. The Mo people did not represent the interests of the slave class and the child servants, but they hoped that they would become free handicraftsmen and self-cultivated farmers.

The youngest girl was busy packing her bags for her elder brother, putting half a linen bag with dried cakes baked by fire, and also containing a handful of salt and a large piece of bean cake.

The old man turned the ink car over outside the house, turned the wheels, listened to the squeaking sound, carefully poured it on top with sesame seed oil, and listened to the movement of the ink car wheels with his ears.

When he turned around and saw his little daughter packing the food there, the old man said, "Pretty more. Although the Mozhe asked someone to do things, he would pay for food, but he was afraid that the mill would be too busy to eat. If he was hungry at night, he would chew some cakes and soak them in water to eat."

"If the bean cake is set on fire at night, roast it next to it. The roasting will be the most delicious."

The eldest son smiled and said, "Dad, the Mozhe said that the bean cakes will be fed to animals in the future."

The old man glared and said, "From the future, that's the future. Now our ox is still the borrower of the ink, and the money is still a little short of money and has not been paid back."

Speaking of cows, the old man's eyes showed a warmer look than looking at his son, and he imagined: "I have collected two seasons this year, and even if I change my taxes next year, I will still live better than before. Next year, the best seeds from Mozhe can be sent to some families who have done good things at home."

"We are not short of strength, and we have many family members. Maybe we can repay the money from the cows and horses of the same army in two or three years. When I went to the village that day, I saw that there were more foals and calfs in the cattle and horse shepherd. I bought my own after three or five years. I had already seen one, which was matched by the big bull of Dahuang. Tsk... the little calf..."

He was talking so hard that he couldn't help but be flirting with his eyebrows. The little daughter covered her mouth and laughed secretly. The wife who was spinning the hemp could not help but mutter, thinking that if others didn't know, they would think that calf was yours!

My eldest son was so excited that he thought it was great.

The second and fourth brothers are all outside, and the second brother can send back some money every month. If I really had iron and my own cow, then life would be great.

There are still many wastelands in the mulberry tree. At that time, as long as you have strength, cows and iron, why don’t you have no land? However, the Mozhe has never issued a land deed to prove the opening of the land, which is worrying. I don’t know if the emperor can agree. If you really don’t agree... Alas, if you don’t agree, then ask Mozhe what to do.

Seeing that the youngest girl had finished packing her own package, she was struggling to tie the knots, but she couldn't tighten her teeth. She pouted and said, "Brother, you can do it yourself."

The eldest son smiled and used his rough hands to make his pockets. After using it, he immediately freed up a space. His seemingly rough but flexible fingers skillfully tied a slip knot, carried the pockets on his body, and walked to the side of the ink car.

The old man turned over the ink and handed over a small gourd and sesame oil and said, "Spray some often, and the wood is easy to dry. If it is broken, even though the ink is compensated, he is just busy doing something else. Who knows when it will be compensated? If you give the money, you have nowhere to get it."

The son reached out to take it, teased the strap, put the package on the ink cart, pushed it a few steps to try the sound of the wheels, and was very satisfied.

When he went out, the family followed him to the door. He turned around and said, "Go back, I'll go to the town pavilion and go with the rest of the people."

"It's our turn to feed the cows next month. Dad, don't be reluctant to leave those bean cakes. If you really lose weight when you're hungry, let alone the pavilion manager is coming to question it, it won't look good inside the pavilion."

"I'll be back in three months. It's not the time to harvest wheat, but I looked at a large area next to the pond that day, and it happened to be cultivated. You go and see more and don't let someone take it first. If not, just take a stone hoe and surround it first. I wrestled with people in the village pavilion that day. I heard that the ink-speaking man might have to measure the land next year."

"Don't worry about using the firewood at home. I'll be back in three months. Then I'll push a few more trucks. You must listen to the pavilion manager and don't do it randomly..."

"If the ink master wants to pile up the tinea, don't hide yourself and make compost for the time being. We will release new seeds next year. Don't do something that is not our turn at this time, and we will be resentful by the womb..."

He nagged a lot again. If he had to be scolded on weekdays, no one scolded him today. He just said he was careful, but don't be lazy and make fun of Mozhe.

Looking back, I always feel that I have nothing to tell you clearly. I can't rest assured, but I don't know what to say, but most of them are beautiful or beautiful things that I can't get.
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