"What about the military industry? Haha, how about you and I going to visit my Xia family's military workshop tomorrow?" Xia Jun asked with a smile. "Of course." After hearing Xia Jun's invitation, Fang Xiaoyu knew what he had planned.
The first step has been achieved, and he immediately agreed. Then Xia Jun said: "I heard that Aiping invited you to my house as a guest, right?"
"You mean Aunt Ping? Yes, we made an appointment yesterday to go this morning." Fang Xiaoyu was secretly shocked when he heard this, and secretly decided to set up his own intelligence system as soon as possible. "Since we have made an appointment, let's go quickly."
Rui interjected from the side, Xia Jun and Wu Wei also nodded, and Fang Xiaoyu immediately stood up and left.
Walking out of the hall, Fang Xiaoyu let out a heavy breath. His two grandfathers were fine, but the aura of Xia Jun was not something ordinary people could bear. There was the pressure of someone who had been in power for a long time, and there was also the iron blood gained from hundreds of battles.
The murderous aura unique to soldiers. Although Fang Xiaoyu appeared relaxed and comfortable in the living room, his legs were actually shaking for a long time. Fortunately, everyone in the Lanfang Empire liked to wear long-sleeved robes, so his legs were covered so that he could not be seen in public.
Make a fool of yourself.
After meeting the three people, Fang Xiaoyu decided to go to Xia Mansion as originally planned. When he arrived at the gate of Xia Mansion, he was told by the servant who had been waiting for a long time that Aunt Ping told him not to go to see her but to go directly to the painter.
Fang Xiaoyu was led by his servant to the gate. After walking in a twists and turns for a long time, Fang Xiaoyu found that the servant had brought him to a courtyard full of flowers. Fang Xiaoyu secretly wondered why a painter in Xia Mansion lived so well.
House of.
The servant led him to the door of the room and went back. Fang Xiaoyu opened the door curtain and walked in. As soon as he entered, there was a living room, with a door on the left and right leading to another room. Fang Xiaoyu walked directly to the room on the left. As soon as he entered the door, he was met by
There is a painting hanging on the wall. It is an oil painting similar to Europe on Earth. This picture is more realistic.
It depicts a soldier in military uniform. He is riding a horse, holding a saber in his hand. There are layers of corpses at his feet. There are tattered battle flags and burning baggage carts next to him. Behind him are some representatives of the cavalry.
The whole picture is very vivid, giving Fang Xiaoyu the feeling of looking at a photo.
After reading the painting, Fang Xiaoyu glanced around the room and found a bed with pink curtains. On the cabinet beside the bed were mirrors, powder boxes and other makeup items. This was obviously a girl's boudoir. Fang Xiaoyu knew that he had entered privately.
The girl was a little rude in the boudoir, and he was slightly surprised and planned to turn around and leave.
This was when a soft and pleasant voice came from behind: "Don't you think it's a bit rude to enter someone's boudoir without invitation?" Fang Xiaoyu turned around and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl standing at the door.
Looking at him with a smile. I saw this girl's black hair tied back, neat bangs brushing over her tender skin, a high nose, a scarlet cherry mouth, and a pair of watery lips.
The big eyes are looking at Fang Xiaoyu. The white neck, the slightly bulging chest that has developed somewhat, as well as the slender waist and slender thighs all give people unlimited imagination. This is definitely a top-notch lolita, Fang Xiaoyu thinks
Sighed.
Seeing Fang Xiaoyu, a ten-year-old boy looking at her up and down, the girl was not angry, but actually a little funny. She smiled and said: "You are the Fang Xiaoyu who chooses his own name. I have heard about it for a long time. My name is Xia Tingwei." Fang Xiaoyu smiled awkwardly.
He said: "It turns out to be Miss Xia. I was supposed to come to see the painter, but for some reason the servant led me here. I hope you can forgive me for breaking into the girl's boudoir by mistake."
Xia Tingwei smiled and said: "You are really interesting. You are only ten years old, but you talk like an old man. I know it was my mother who asked you to come, and I am the painter you are looking for." Fang Xiaoyu said in surprise:
"Are you Aunt Ping's daughter, or are you the painter I'm looking for?" "What? It doesn't look like it? If I hadn't painted those paintings, why do you think my mother would bring a painter with her when she went out?" Xia Tingwei asked.
Xia Tingwei took Fang Xiaoyu into her studio, and Fang Xiaoyu realized that the studio was the house on the right. Apparently Xia Tingwei had been waiting for her in the studio, but she found that she had entered her boudoir. Fang Xiaoyu looked a little feverish on his face
Xia Tingwei noticed at a glance that the other person didn't care, and clearly regarded her as a child. Fang Xiaoyu secretly wondered what the other person would think if he knew that he had lived for almost thirty years.
Fang Xiaoyu followed Xia Tingwei into the studio. The entire studio was covered with paintings. He looked at them one by one and found that the styles of the paintings were similar to those in the boudoir. Xia Tingwei moved the half-painted paintings and the easel to the corner, turned around and found Fang Xiaoyu
She was staring at her paintings. She asked with a smile: "You also know how to draw?" Fang Xiaoyu shook his head: "I don't understand, I have never learned to draw." Xia Tingwei said with a smile: "You are really interesting. Others
Even if the young master of my family doesn't understand, he still has to say something far-fetched and will never admit that he doesn't know it, but you are so direct."
Fang Xiaoyu withdrew his gaze from the paintings, looked at Xia Tingwei and said: "If you can, you can, and if you can't, you can't. Why bother to hide it? I'm not a saint, how can I know everything. But even though I don't understand, I can still see that these paintings are very good."
"Really?" Xia Tingwei asked with a smile: "Where is the best place?" Fang Xiaoyu pointed to the paintings and said: "These paintings are very vivid and realistic, just like photos."
"Really?" Xia Tingwei asked: "But what is a photo? Is it the name of a painter?" Fang Xiaoyu realized that it seemed that cameras had not been invented here yet. He wanted to use the Western Continent as an excuse to fool him.
Only then did he remember that the other party had just returned from a trip to the Western Continent. Since she didn't know, it meant that the Western Continent didn't exist either. He could only answer vaguely: "This photo was drawn by a machine called a camera. This kind of machine is used to draw pictures."
The paintings produced are no different from real objects. Of course, this is just an idea of mine and has not been created yet.”
"There is such a magical machine? Do you have any research on machinery?"
He said that the theory must be exposed. Fortunately, Xia Tingwei didn't know much about it, so she didn't delve into it. She just took out a painting from the cabinet and unfolded it: "This is the machine you want to see."
Fang Xiaoyu stepped forward and took a closer look. The machines of this era did not have covers, and all components were exposed. In addition, Xia Tingwei's painting skills were good, so Fang Xiaoyu could naturally see it very clearly. It was the reciprocating steam engine invented by Watt.
Fang Xiaoyu secretly sighed. Originally, he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that what the Western Continent would invent was just the Newcomen steam engine or a more primitive type. However, the exposed huge cylinder and connecting rod of the steam engine completely shattered his luck.
Fang Xiaoyu certainly knows what the Watt steam engine represents. It is the first steam engine that can be used on a large scale. It represents large-scale machinery factories, efficient railway transportation and black smoke-emitting steam-powered ironclads. Work hard,
He must work harder, Fang Xiaoyu secretly encouraged himself.
Fang Xiaoyu raised his head and asked: "Do you have any other paintings painted in the Western Continent?"
Seeing Fang Xiaoyu's concentration on the painting just now, Xia Tingwei was a little absent-minded. She came to her senses when Fang Xiaoyu called her. She blushed and said, "Yes, I drew all the new things." After speaking, she immediately turned around.
He turned around and rummaged in the cabinet to hide his unnatural expression.
Xia Tingwei's expression fell into Fang Xiaoyu's eyes, but he didn't think that this little girl had fallen in love with him. A twelve-year-old girl knew what love was? At best, it was just a vague affection for the opposite sex. That's how Fang Xiaoyu had already
People who call out to the stars in their hometown are precocious.
When Xia Tingwei turned around with a pile of paintings, her expression was as usual. Fang Xiaoyu was not impressed and just began to browse the paintings carefully. Xia Tingwei painted a lot, but most of them were flowers and scenery, but when she turned to
He was shocked when he saw a painting of the harbor.
"Iron-armored ship with waist gun room." Fang Xiaoyu, who was very familiar with warships, blurted out in shock. Xia Tingwei smiled and said: "You also know, this is a new warship of the Saer Empire. We only have one Lanfang Navy in the Eastern Continent, and that is Xiahou
There are not many of the Marshal’s flagships even in the Western Continent.”
Fang Xiaoyu responded vaguely. He originally thought that the steam engine had not been invented in the Western Continent for a long time. At most, there were ancient armored ships with side-guns, and even paddle steamers with wooden hulls. He did not expect that the development speed of the Western Continent would be different again.
It shocked him so much that he didn't even hear what Xia Tingwei said.
Another situation also horrified Fang Xiaoyu. He pointed to the gun on the back of a soldier standing guard in the picture and said: "It's a breech-loading gun."
Loading bullets is much faster than loading from the front. Moreover, their bullets are wrapped in thick paper and can be inserted directly into the gun, which is very convenient."
After listening to Xia Tingwei's words, Fang Xiaoyu sighed secretly: "As expected of Xia Jun's granddaughter, she is so interested in weapons." Fortunately, after listening to Xia Tingwei's words, he knew that the Western Continent had not yet developed metal fixed ammunition, so he finally
It's not all bad news.
Next, he saw some basic industrial machinery such as the Jenny spinning machine. After reading them all, Fang Xiaoyu said: "Sister Xia, can you give me this painting of a warship?"
"Of course, take it if you like it." Xia Tingwei agreed with a smile. Fang Xiaoyu quickly thanked him, and the two chatted for a while. Fang Xiaoyu stood up and left. Xia Tingwei smiled and sent him to the door and said, "I'll wait until that camera is built."
You want to show me." Fang Xiaoyu, who had just gone out, almost tripped over the threshold after hearing Xia Tingwei's words. He secretly complained that this little girl has not forgotten it. He had to say perfunctorily: "I'm sure, I'll show it to you first when I make it.
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After returning home, Fang Xiaoyu talked to his elder brother. Fang Dingguo knew that telling his grandfather about the farm was a bit disrespectful. He did not dare to offend this little brother. Maybe one day he would have to count on him if he had difficulties in business.
Well. With such thoughts, Fang Dingguo naturally stayed with him for a while, and Fang Xiaoyu took the opportunity to sign a bunch of unequal treaties with him before giving up.