Not long after Ying Feiyu arrived in Xianyang, he developed glass and opened a glass factory.

With the development in recent years, glass has become more and more widely used, and branches have been opened in various parts of Daqin.

At the same time, Xianyang's factories have also expanded again and again to form a certain scale!

As long as the glass products that can be seen on the market now can be produced in the factory!

After the machine was delivered, the craftsmen in the workshop gathered and squeezed to watch the novel machine!

"What's this?"

"Who knows! I heard that it was sent by His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty asked him to deliver it? He must have produced some new things again, right?"

"Well! I guess so...!"

Before Ying Feiyu arrived, the craftsmen took the lead in researching it.

But it's just a look, no one dares to take action.

Before they understand the specific function of this thing, once they are damaged, they cannot bear this responsibility!

"Director Mo, do you know this machine? What exactly does it do?"

Huang Yuan manages too many factories and is also responsible for manufacturing new machines, so he handed over some factories to trustworthy people to manage.

The glass factory is widely involved, so he dared not hand it over to outsiders easily, so he handed it over to his nephew, Huang Zimo, to manage it!

At this time, the director of the factory in the craftsman was talking about him!

"I can't see this... I don't understand!"

Huang Zimo touched his smooth chin and studied it carefully around the edge grinder for a while, but he didn't see any tricks. "But what is certain is that the things produced by this machine must be very precise!"

"Yeah! That's right!"

When the craftsmen heard the sound, they felt it was reasonable and nodded repeatedly.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ying Feiyu's car arrived outside the glass factory and walked in with two guards.

"Your descend...!"

"Caughter people will meet your Majesty..."

When the craftsmen saw Ying Feiyu's figure, they saluted them one after another.

Ying Feiyu waved his hand and signaled that they didn't have to be too polite.

Walk straight to the position where the machine is placed!

"See Your Majesty..."

Huang Zimo bowed respectfully and asked with confusion, "Your Majesty? What is the machine you sent to send someone to do for? We studied it for a while but couldn't see any tricks!"

"Haha! That's right...!"

Ying Feiyu narrowed his eyes and smiled mysteriously, "This thing is called an edge grinder! You can grind the lenses into a suitable arc!"

The reason why he was a while later than the machine was because he wanted to learn how to use the edge grinder.

This is the first time this thing has appeared in Daqin and no one can use it at all.

If he doesn't even know how to inventor, it would be a bit unreasonable!

So I carefully looked at the structure and usage of the edge grinder in the palace several times before I came here!

"Lens? Shouldn't the lenses be flat? Why do we need to polish the curve?"

Huang Zimo understood the lenses on the dressing table, so he was very puzzled.

I even imagined in my mind what the person who was photographed with curved lenses looks like!

"No, no, no! This lens is not that lens!"

Ying Feiyu shook his fingers and ordered someone to take out the lenses that had been redeemed in advance. According to the method of searching on the system in advance, power up the edge grinder, adjust the machine, and polish it.

The craftsmen surrounded the edge and stared at them intently.

Reading glasses are different from myopia glasses. The degrees required for each age group are similar and do not need to be too precise.

So, he polished a pair according to the recommended degree!

The craftsmen looked at the pair of round glasses in Ying Feiyu's hands, and they were even more puzzled.

"What's the use of such a small pair of glass?"

"Maybe it's a telescope?"

"No, telescopes don't need such machines to produce...!"

No one understood the effect of this on the small lenses, so they could only stare at Ying Feiyu in absent light to see his next move.

"File a frame according to the drawings! While inlaid with lenses, the lighter the better!"

After checking the lenses, he confirmed that there was no problem. Ying Feiyu took out a drawing from his arms and ordered Huang Zimo to do it.

"yes!"

Huang Zimo took the lens, opened the drawing, and responded.

After about half an hour, he returned with sweat on his head, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time!"

After standing still, he quickly took out his glasses from his arms and handed them to Ying Feiyu, "Please look at your Majesty, how about this?"

Because the time was too short and he had not made any preparations before, he finally found the materials.

It cannot be too heavy, and the lenses must be embedded. He and the craftsmen also studied it for a while before they made it!

"Yes! Yes!"

Ying Feiyu took the glasses and was almost the same as the drawings he drew. He nodded with satisfaction.

In later generations, there were many kinds of material for frames.

Not only lightweight, but also very sturdy.

But this era is not possible. There are only a few materials that can be used. It is already good to be able to make this in such a short time!

"Your Majesty! Forgive the people of Cao Gu to talk too much, what exactly is this thing for?"

Until now, Huang Zimo has not figured out the use of this thing.

"This...hehe...go to call Lao Zhao who is guarding the gate!"

The old man who was guarding the door was already covered in white hair, probably at least in his fifties.

Both sons served in the army, leaving him alone at home, so he was asked to guard the gate in the glass factory.

The glass factory has an employee canteen and dormitory, where you can eat and live here, just to find a place for them to live!

“Uh…yes!”

Huang Zimo didn't know what the purpose of doing this was, but he also ordered someone to do it quickly.

The craftsman moved quickly, and soon he brought the old man back!

Although the old man had white hair, his body looked very strong and his waist was straight, much better than those civil officials in the court!

"Your Majesty...What are your instructions?"

The old man bowed his hand and looked a little nervous.

"I ask you, do you feel uncomfortable when you look at things nearby?"

Ying Feiyu asked with his hands on his back and with a serious face.

"Well? How did your Majesty know...?"

The old man's turbid eyes suddenly opened, as if he was very surprised, "I don't know why in the past two years, but when I look at the things in the distance, I feel very blurry and can't see clearly at all!"

Ying Feiyu smiled indifferently and did not explain the reason. Instead, he ordered someone to find a newspaper today and handed it to the old man, "Maybe the words on it be seen clearly?"

"Uh... back to Your Majesty, I'm illiterate!"

The old man scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay! I'll change my question. You might see the handwriting on it clearly and imitate its handwriting?"

"Uh...No, it's too vague and I can't see clearly!"

The old man squinted his eyes and tried hard to see, but what he saw was still blurry.

Ying Feiyu nodded, retreated the newspaper back, and asked again, "How about this?"

"Well! It's much better than before, but I still can't see clearly!"

Ying Feiyu nodded and took another step back, "What about this?"

"This time it's almost done, I can see what is written in the newspaper!"
Chapter completed!