"Sir, the only requirement is that these nails and hammers are made of iron and can be used for a long time. Bronze ones are not effective and are too expensive to use."
He glanced at Zhao Shu and nodded Gu: "I will report this matter to the superiors and see how they decide."
"You come in, draw the pictures on the bamboo slips, and then go back to the quarrying area."
"promise."
Entering the wooden house, Zhao Shu drew the pictures one by one on the bamboo slips, even marked the dimensions, and then exited.
Watching Zhao Shu leave, Gu Wei nodded: "I hope it will be useful. This is your opportunity as well as mine."
After saying that, Gu picked up the bamboo slips and left.
Zhao Shu opened the water bag, took a sip of water, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the entire Lishan Mausoleum area.
At first glance, there are crowds of people.
The largest tomb in Chinese history, later generations only unearthed a pit of terracotta warriors and horses, which was called the eighth wonder of the world.
Rumor has it that the Lishan Mausoleum was modeled after Xianyang City. The First Emperor was a master of figurines and an infrastructure maniac.
Gu took the bamboo slips and found the general manager of Lishan Mausoleum, Shaofu Zhang Han.
After telling Zhang Han about the situation, Zhang Han looked at the bamboo slips for a while and then called for the blacksmith from the Shaofu to study it.
"Young Master, with our craftsmanship, it is very easy to forge. According to what is said on the bamboo slip, this thing does not need to be too delicate and it is not difficult."
The old blacksmith explained to Zhang Han: "This method should have evolved from the process of putting sharp stones into the gaps between the stones and then smashing them."
“It’s very feasible.”
Hearing this, Zhang Han nodded: "Ying, how long will it take to build this thing?"
"It takes me an hour to make this kind of nail, and it takes me an entire night to forge a hammer here, unless I'm in the Shaofu workshop."
"If it's in Shaofu's workshop, how long will it take?"
Ying thought for a moment, then turned to Zhang Han and said, "Send it to the young master, half an hour is enough."
"Okay, you go to the Shaofu Workshop immediately and say it's my order to make a pair first and send it to the Lishan quarry area."
"promise."
The old blacksmith left. Zhang Han turned his gaze to Gu and nodded: "You did a good job this time, I'll take note of it."
"After returning home, pay attention to this technique and let him live well."
"promise."
Zhang Han will not make any decision until there is no conclusion to prove. As long as Zhao Shu is alive, he will wait until all the dust settles before dealing with Zhao Shu and Gu.
Qin people are pragmatic.
If it is forged and effective, it will naturally give Zhao Shu a good place to go, as talents are scarce there.
What's more, Zhao Shu is only serving in the army, not a prisoner. He is an authentic Qin man and worthy of trust.
Zhao Shu offered the art of transformation, but he was just throwing stones to ask for directions. Today, the King of Qin's government is seeking innovation and change, and the Qin Dynasty has also embarked on the road of annexing the six kingdoms.
If he does not make changes, he will have to serve in Lishan for a full year, and since this is the tomb of King Qin, he may not be released when the time is up.
One year is full of dangers.
On such a construction site, various people die every day. Even if you are a team leader, it does not mean safety.
What's more, he is responsible for the stone area.
Human life is insignificant in the face of such a huge project and is not worth mentioning at all.
Watching the prisoners loading the truck with difficulty and struggling to get off the road, Zhao Shu remained silent. He was just a corps commander who had more than enough ambition but not enough energy.
He can offer innovative technologies, but others can only be operated within the rules. Zhao Shu is not clear about using pulleys and levers to load cars faster.
However, he does not have the power or confidence to talk to the most direct superiors.
Zhao Shu had also experienced grassroots training before, so he naturally understood that the king of hell is easy to mess with and the devil is difficult to deal with.
A junior high official hates the questions raised by his subordinates the most, especially those that trouble him without any benefit.
The reason why Zhao Shu approached Gu was because Gu was still a qualified Qin official, and secondly because this change was beneficial to Gu.
After the assessment at the end of the year, Gu may stand out from other grassroots Qin officials because of this achievement.
In a place like this, it is too easy to kill a person, destroy the corpse, or frame someone to blame. Even Zhao Shu can do it easily.
For the safety of his life, he had to keep a low profile.
"Wu Changshu, come here and help me." While he was deep in thought, a voice came, alarming Zhao Shu and he couldn't help but look over.
Frowning and walking over, Zhao Shu looked at the corpse in front of him and looked at Yasuo: "Wu Zhang Yasuo, what's going on?"
"Harm! Bad luck."
Yasuo cursed: "This guy accidentally rolled down the col and has died. Please help me and drag him over."
"The superiors have said that if someone dies, they must dig a pit and bury him immediately. Otherwise, a plague will form and everyone here will be infected and die."
"good."
These corps commanders, very senior ones, don’t really have anything to do. They are just supervising. They are responsible for the burial of the entire construction site.
The other prisoners have to be busy with tasks, and they are responsible for digging holes and burying people.
After burying the person with his own hands, Zhao Shu's face turned a little pale. Although he knew before that human life was like a piece of grass here.
Most of them were just memories from past lives and this life, and he came to the conclusion that this was the first time he had seen someone die since time travel.
"Wu Changshu, Wu Chang Yasuo, don't go back yet, there is another one here." Fen's voice sounded, and another prisoner died.
This time, Zhao Shu just numbly dug the hole and helped the two people bury the person. He no longer had the courage to ask how the person died.
"Dangdangdang..."
The sound of gongs and drums was sounded, followed by a chant: "The superior has an order: have a twilight meal, and then the corps commander and chief will verify the completion of the task."
"Those who have completed it can rest and recuperate. Those who have not yet completed it can continue to complete it after the twilight eclipse."
Looking at the rice soup with wild vegetable balls and countless clear rice grains in the pottery bowl, Gu opened his mouth with difficulty and swallowed while resisting nausea.
As the Qin Dynasty fought in all directions, the treatment of these service members was further reduced, and all of them were tilted towards the elites of the Qin Dynasty.
Before that, I ate meat once every half month, but now I eat it once a month, and the source of the meat is also hunted in Lishan Mountain.
Zhao Shu looked at the prisoners' food and saw that it was even worse than them. They were serving personnel, innocent old Qin people, and they had titles, so the food would be relatively better.
Understanding this, Zhao Shu had the idea of going to the battlefield to kill the enemy for the first time. He had no military merit in the Qin Dynasty and had to change his future title.
In Da Qin, the way to gain a title was not just military killing, but military killing was the fastest and most respected way to gain a title.
A person's personal honor, disgrace and life are closely related to his title. Even if he commits a crime, his title can be used to replace him.
The most important thing is that after waiting for the title to change, you no longer need to perform corvee service.