Chapter 4 The first step of the industrial revolution and the trash finger
As an excellent car mechanic, Zhu Zhanzhen originally opened a small repair shop with his cousin. After graduating from high school, he learned to repair cars. He worked for more than six years and was quite skilled.
He is extremely interested in mechanical technology and is willing to endure hardships, so he has learned all the skills of his master.
Although he has not undergone professional study on mechanical principles, he still understands the simple principles, which is very helpful when he wants to create steam.
Lying on the soft bed, Zhu Zhanchen thought about what to do.
"Money, you have to make money first. The principle of the steam engine is not difficult, but the basic craftsmanship of this era is incomparable with modern times. Even tools that seem simple in modern times, there is not enough craftsmanship to make them here, let alone
It’s about the mold.”
Only when he got money could he be supported to develop a steam engine. This was a development from scratch. Even if he knew the principle, he would have to keep trying and failing before he could make it.
When he thought of money, Zhu Zhanzhen thought of his fat father. As the prince of the Ming Dynasty, although he was frugal, he had extremely huge financial resources. He had to find a way to get his fat father to help him.
If you want someone to invest money in you, even if it's your biological father, you have to show him something.
If you can't make a ppt, you have to make a real thing.
"Chu'er, Chu'er."
Zhu Zhanzhen shouted in the room, and Chu'er blushed. She thought that the young master had grown up when he called her at this late night, but when she thought about her young master, who was only ten years old, it was too early for him to mature precociously.
As a personal maid, she stayed in Zhu Zhan's room at night. At this time, she timidly walked to the bed in light clothes and saluted: "Master, do you call me?"
The bright moonlight shines through the window, falling silvery white all over the floor, and also passes through the girl's thin clothes. The warm wind blows in time, and the clothes stick to her body. The shadows under the moonlight are exquisite, and the girl's cheeks are pink and hot, as if
A tender pink peach blossom bloomed on this midsummer night.
"Chu'er, bring me a teapot."
"ah?"
"Ah what? Go quickly."
Chu'er's face turned redder, and she felt a little more lonely. She quickly took out a pottery pot filled with warm tea.
"It's not this kind of thing, it's the kind of iron kettle that can boil water."
Chu'er ran to the kitchen again and fetched an iron kettle. As soon as the iron kettle arrived, Zhu Zhanchen started boiling water and took out paper and pen to tinker with it all night.
Chu'er looked at her son Zhu Zhanchang who was carefully watching the water boiling, and began to wonder if his son had any special hobbies.
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In the school on the second day, Zhu Zhanyi flipped through the book in front of him. It was the Analects of Confucius. Ancient students had to know the Four Books and Five Classics by heart and memorize them. Zhu Zhanyi did not have the endurance to put down the book and huff.
Big fell asleep.
Xiaosheng and Chu'er, who were waiting outside the door, began to murmur: "Sister Chu'er, I heard that the master made a lot of noise in the room last night. Congratulations to my sister."
In this era, if a maid can be chosen by her master, especially if she is a teenager, she is very lucky. As the prince's first woman, people are more or less interested in love. If she can get pregnant, she will reach the sky in one step.
"Xiaosheng, don't talk nonsense. The young master is still young, not even ten years old. Last night, the young master asked me to bring a kettle to boil water in the room."
Xiaosheng said in surprise: "Ah? You boiled water all night?"
Chu'er nodded and sighed helplessly: "Yes, there was water all over the floor."
"Why is this?"
"I don't know either. I was very excited when I saw the young master boiling water and opening the lid of the pot."
Xiaosheng pointed to his head: "Master, could it be..."
"Don't talk nonsense. The young master is very smart. I see that among these princes, apart from His Royal Highness, our young master is the smartest."
Although I don't think there is something wrong with my son's brain, it was really hard to explain last night. He didn't love the country or the beauty, but he just liked to look at the lid of the pot, which is unheard of in the ages.
The prince was free today, so he went to the school to inspect it.
Just when I arrived at the door, I looked inside and saw Zhu Zhanzhen sleeping, and I walked in with anger.
Seeing his father coming, the third brother Zhu Zhanyong tugged on Zhu Zhanyong's clothes, but Zhu Zhanyong, who was sleeping tightly, showed no signs of waking up until he felt severe pain in his ears and was pulled by Zhu Gaochi.
He stood up with his ears closed.
When I got up and was angry, I saw that my father was still fat, and I immediately stopped and said, "Dad, dad, it hurts, it hurts."
Zhu Gaochi carried him to the front of the school.
"If you don't read the sages' books, you'll fall asleep in class. Your mother just taught you a lesson yesterday, but you didn't regret it and made it worse. Today I have to teach you a lesson." As he said this, he picked up the teacher's ruler in his hand.
Just two days after traveling back in time, he received two beatings. Zhu Zhanchen sighed that his life was miserable. People in ancient times were really merciless in beating children. Fortunately, the fat father was not in good physical condition, so he was out of breath after two beatings.
"Father, please rest first." Zhu Zhanzhen supported his fat father in turn.
Zhu Gaochi handed the ruler to his eunuch angrily: "Come on, keep beating me."
The eunuch knelt down with a plop: "Your Majesty, please spare me. How can you do this to a body like this?"
"If I tell you to fight, you will fight."
The eunuch tremblingly took the ruler, knelt down and gently hit Zhu Zhanzhen on the body, murmuring: "Fifth Master, please don't blame me."
"Try harder and you haven't eaten yet." Zhu Gaochi looked at the eunuch's pretense and became even more angry.
The eunuch immediately threw down his ruler and kowtowed: "Prince, please spare my life."
Zhu Gaochi was so angry that he kicked the eunuch away and picked up the ruler himself.
"Father, slow down."
Seeing that Zhu Gaochi was about to fight again, a loud voice came from the school. He looked up and saw that it was his third brother who spoke to stop him.
As expected, they are still brothers and sisters, and the third brother, who usually looks mediocre, still knows how to stand up for his younger brother.
"Zhan Yong, what do you want to say?"
Zhu Zhanyong said righteously: "Father, it is not right for the fifth brother to sleep in school, but what is learned in school is knowledge. If the fifth brother learns to sleep for a while, it is okay. Father, you might as well take the exam. If you don't know how to fight again."
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"Are you helping me or hurting me?" There were countless black lines on Zhu Zhanzhen's forehead.
Zhu Gaochi picked up the Analects of Confucius and opened a page at random.
"The Master said: If a ruler is not respected, he will not be powerful; if he is learned, he will not be solid. The master is loyal and trustworthy; if he has no friends who are inferior to himself, he should be prepared from behind."
"If you pass it, don't be afraid to change it."
Zhu Zhanzhen blurted out, but he was shocked. He knew some contents of the Analects of Confucius, after all, he had received nine years of compulsory education, but he did not know this sentence.
Zhu Gaochi was equally surprised that his son, who didn't like learning and loved playing, actually memorized it and became so proficient.
"Zi Qin asked Yu Zigong and said: Master, when it comes to establishing a state, you must hear about its politics and ask for it, or should you oppose it?"
"Zi Gong said: Master is gentle, kind, respectful, and thrifty, so you can get it by giving it. What is Master seeking? Is it different from what others seek?"
At this time, Zhu Zhanzhen himself was stunned. He has the ability to remember photographs? Could this be my golden finger?
It is useful to say that it is somewhat useful, but I don’t study or take exams, so what’s the use of having these poems memorized? Should I change the current line and policy and get the top prize in the future?
That's not right. I'm a prince. What's the use of taking the No. 1 Scholar exam? After all the hard work, it's not as real as my father making me a king.
Zhu Gaochi now lost the excuse to beat his son and was a little embarrassed.
He couldn't care less, Zhu Zhanzhen said with a smile on his face: "Dad, I will show you a good baby."
