Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Four: Not a Powerful Thing
Before Zhao Chen could speak, the crowd watching on the side had already heard the discussion.
Everyone looked at Zhao Chen in disbelief, and many people even had a hint of admiration in their eyes.
And the officials' daughters were even more starry-eyed and stared at Zhao Chen's face with pretty eyes.
He is beautiful and capable.
These always attract the joy of young women.
"It's just some basic arithmetic, not awesome." Zhao Chen smiled.
"Basic arithmetic, why have I never heard of these things?" Fang Xuanling was a little suspicious.
He has read countless books for so many years, but he has never heard of what parabola Zhao Chen said.
"That may be because you are ignorant." Zhao Chen just said casually, but he almost choked Fang Xuanling to death.
Fang Xuanling opened his mouth and was about to refute Zhao Chen, but he didn't know where to start.
Indeed, as Zhao Chen said, he is really ignorant.
Old Li would also open his mouth and thought to himself that this kid really dares to say anything.
On the surface, it seems that his emotional intelligence is particularly low, but in fact, Zhao Chen wants to make a strong presence in the academy.
And Fang Xuanling was about to stretch out his head and let Zhao Chen give him a knife.
That's right, Wei Zheng didn't say anything.
Obviously, I have been with Zhao Chen a lot before, so I know when to say it and when to shut up.
"Brother Zhao, I just heard that you want to compete with Brother Yuchi, how do you compete with them?" Li Shimin spoke and asked curiously.
He didn't know how Zhao Chen would compete with a strong man like the Yuchi brothers.
"Father, the two brothers just now raised a total of 700 kilograms of stone locks, so if Zhao Chen wants to win, he must exceed this number." Li Tai walked over and bowed to Li Shimin and said.
Old Li opened his mouth and looked at Zhao Chen with a dull look.
He wanted to slap Zhao Chen with his backhand now.
Is this what a person says?
With Zhao Chen's strength, how could he lift a 700-pound stone lock?
"And, Zhao Chen said just now, so much weight is actually very simple..."
"Simple?" Before Li Tai finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lao Li.
Old Li turned his face, looked at Zhao Chen, and said lightly: "Brother Zhao, if you lose, I will tie you to the plaque at the gate of Chang'an Academy and beat you hard for a day."
Hearing Li Shimin's words, a smile appeared on Li Chengqian's face.
They won this game today after all.
Zhao Chen, wait to get out of the academy in shame!
"That's impossible. I'm still waiting for these guys to clean my room for me. No one of you can run away."
"Right, Vice President Wei?" Zhao Chen said, and then brought the topic to Wei Zheng, who had been silent behind him.
Wei Zheng's face was twitching when he heard it.
I thought to myself that I just cheated me once, and I was using it so quickly to take revenge?
He also means something in front of the emperor.
This is too stingy!
Li Shimin looked over, and Wei Zheng quickly looked to the side, pretending not to understand Zhao Chen's words.
"Stop talking about those that are not available, let me see how much stone lock you can raise." Old Li waved at Zhao Chen impatiently.
He believed in Zhao Chen's ability very much, but he wanted to see it with his own eyes.
"This is simple, I'll go and come." Zhao Chen nodded, and without waiting for Old Li to speak, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"This..." Fang Xuanling didn't react a little.
He even felt that Zhao Chen had sneaked away.
Otherwise, why would it be like this...
"He couldn't have slipped away!" someone in the crowd whispered.
Obviously, it is not without people who have the same ideas as Fang Xuanling.
"If he dares to run away, I won't kick his butt." Li Shimin cursed and sat down aside.
Fortunately, Zhao Chen came back in just one cup of tea.
Following him, there were several guards in charge of the security of the academy.
Everyone was holding a few round wooden things in their hands, with a wide slit in the middle.
A long hemp rope was put on one of the people's shoulders.
Then there were three more people, one carrying a huge piece of wood.
"Let it be here to achieve a tripod." Zhao Chen walked to the center of the venue and said to the person carrying the wood behind him.
The three of them set up their airs quickly.
But in a while, a tripod that was five meters high was set up.
No one knows what Zhao Chen is going to do.
"What is he going to do?"
"I don't want to hang myself here with such a long hemp rope."
"Maybe it is possible, after all, if you lose, you will be quite embarrassing."
Someone whispered, thinking that Zhao Chen wanted to hang himself on the tripod with his body.
Many people showed a playful look on their faces.
When Lao Li heard others' discussions, his face immediately became bad.
But he didn't believe that Zhao Chen would really hang himself here with a rope.
These things are definitely of special use.
Everyone didn't say anything, and saw Zhao Chen put the hemp rope into the round wooden gully.
Then, the rope was embedded with small sharp iron blocks to prevent the rope from falling off.
In just a short moment, a round wooden object was put in.
"What is this?"
"What's the use?" Old Li looked at the things busy in Zhao Chen's hand and couldn't help but feel curious.
He knew that Zhao Chen wanted to use these things to lift the stone lock.
But these things are only a few dozen kilograms together, so how can they handle such a heavy stone lock?
"This is a wooden pulley. These are put together, and they are called pulley sets, which can save a lot of effort." Zhao Chen explained, but he didn't even raise his head.
"Pulley? Pullax set?" Fang Xuanling was full of curiosity.
Zhao Chen just mentioned the parabola, and now it is a pulley set again.
These are things I have never heard of before.
"How much effort can I save?" Old Li asked.
If it only saves effort, then the 700-pound stone lock cannot be lifted by Zhao Chen.
The key is how much you can save.
"Depending on the number of pulleys and the method of wrapping the rope, at most, it is about 90%." Zhao Chen continued.
"Ninety percent?" Old Li couldn't control his inner shock for a moment, and exclaimed at that time.
Afterwards, I immediately calmed down, but I couldn't calm down for a long time.
Just a few small things can save 90% of your energy.
How is this possible?
Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling were also shocked.
In their impression, Zhao Chen would not speak so irresponsibly.
Especially in front of His Majesty the Emperor.
But this saves 90% of the effort. Can it really be done?
The others behind him also heard Lao Li's scream, but they didn't know why he was screaming.
No one spoke, everyone frowned and stared at what Zhao Chen was busy with.
Chapter completed!