Ming Dynasty: Every day, Zhu Yuanzhang is in trouble

Daoyan felt a little strange.

He could feel the importance and respect that Mei Yin showed towards him.

There are also some unusual feelings.

By the way, at this time, Mei Yin's status and position were much higher than his own.

Although I also farm and raise pigs in the countryside.

However, after coming to Shuangshui Village, I saw so many scenes.

After knowing what Mei Yin was planning to do.

How dare he tie Mei Yin to farming and feeding pigs?
Which farmer or pig farmer has the ability like Mei Yin?

Such talent?

You can make colored glass and make it look like flowers.

We can also set up schools.

In a very short period of time, a poor place became so rich...

In comparison, my status is far inferior to that of the other party.

However, when facing Mei Yin, the other party gave him such a complicated feeling.

It really left him completely baffled.

However, he soon had some ideas in his mind.

I think this is very likely because Mr. Qingtian often talks a lot about himself to his grandson-in-law.

Let him know that he is a relatively talented person.

Perhaps, another reason is that Prince Consort Mei Yinmei himself has such a personality when dealing with people.

Make people feel like spring breeze.

Daoyan felt that these were the two reasons.
Other than that, there is no reason.

After all, no matter how he thought, he could never have imagined that Mei Yin was a person from the future.

We know what kind of things this evil prime minister will do in the future.

How capable are you?

This was Zhu Di's real think tank when he was trying to pacify the world.

How dare he underestimate it?

“Master Daoyan, are you interested in this cement factory?

In that case, how about we go in together and take a look?"

Mei Yin looked at Monk Daoyan and said with a smile, extending an invitation.

He found that Daoyan had been standing here for a while.

Daoyan was indeed quite interested in this, but he still said:

"Is it not good for me to enter here?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the sign hanging in front of the cement factory that read "Critical production area, no entry for unauthorized persons".

He looked at Mei Yin and asked.

Mei Yin smiled and said, "What's inappropriate? The master is not an idler, nor is he an ordinary person.

There is nothing wrong with going in.”

"Mr. Mei, aren't you afraid that I'll see through the secrets here after I go in?

Understand how cement is produced.

From now on, I will reveal this recipe to others, so that they can also make money from it and compete with you for profits?"

Aunt Mei smiled and said, “I’m really not afraid of this at all.

Master Daoyan, if you are really interested in money.

He has been rich for a long time.

How can such a small amount of money be enough to buy a master like us?"

Mei Yin is not here to deliberately flatter Daoyan.

In fact, he came from later generations and knew very well what kind of person Daoyan was.

This is a man who is bent on rebellion and wants to verify his knowledge.

Historically, after Zhu Di became emperor, Daoyan did not ask for any official title.

Still a monk.

As someone with great aspirations, he naturally wouldn't care about worldly things like money.

Hearing Mei Yin's words, Monk Daoyan couldn't help but laugh.

"Mr. Mei speaks in a friendly and pleasant way. As soon as we met, I felt very close to him.

I was a little reluctant to leave.”

Mei Yin also smiled and said, "In that case, Master Daoyan can just stay here in Shuangshui Village."

Daoyan was not polite and agreed to it immediately.

Afterwards, he and Mei Yin walked towards the cement factory with great interest.

The person standing guard at the gate naturally wouldn't say much.

After all, Mei Yin's face is the best proof.

When he saw Mei Yin coming, he greeted him very respectfully.

Mei Yin was not arrogant and just smiled and nodded at them.

After entering and walking for a short while, Daoyan, who was wearing a mask, felt that his eyes had been broadened!
At this time, the Meiyin Cement Factory was already very different from the makeshift team it had when it was first established.

It has been expanding in recent times.

Made various changes.

In front are dry warehouses.

Cement is stored.

There were people there filling bags and loading them into the cars waiting in line.

Further back, there would be rumbling sounds from time to time.

It was like rumbling thunder.

But it was here in the mine, where people were using gunpowder to blast and break rocks.

After being broken into pieces, craftsmen will load the broken stones onto a cart.

The shape of this car is simple and looks a bit strange.

Overall, it is a rectangular box without a lid.

There are wheels underneath.

Gollum is made of iron.

There is not just one such car, but several connected in a string.

The road we walked on was not a normal one.

Instead, it moved forward along some shiny rails laid on the ground, pulled by oxen.

According to Daoyan's eyesight, he could see that the weight of the stones loaded on these carts had long exceeded the level that normal oxen could pull.

If it were an ordinary vehicle loaded with so many things, the cow would have been crushed to death long ago.

But now, the cow is able to pull these heavy things and move forward steadily.

It doesn't look like it's difficult.

This design is clever!

At the same time, he also remembered some related records.

It is known that as early as the Han and Tang Dynasties, there were cars with tracks laid on the ground.

However, only a few words remain in the long river of history.

Unexpectedly, Mei Yin actually got it out!

Not only restored, but upgraded.

For example, the wooden tracks were changed into the current iron tracks.

Obviously, this iron track is more convenient to use than the wooden track.

"Mr. Mei is truly talented!"

Daoyan praised Mei Yin sincerely.

Mei Yin smiled and shook his head, “I just used some tricks.

Besides, these are not my findings.

I am just picking fruits on the shoulders of those who came before me.”

Mei Yin's words made De Daoyan stunned for a moment.

Then a smile appeared on his face.

Although what Mei Yin said was ordinary, it contained profound meaning.

“However, if we really think about it, all of us are standing on the shoulders of our predecessors.

However, only a few can pick the fruits.

It is truly admirable that you were able to pick it, Mr. Mei.

It's your own ability."

Accompanied by Mei Yin, we continued to move forward.

Came to the end of the track.

After seeing the rail car parked there, someone opened the car trunk.

Unload the limestone that was loaded there.

They were put into huge stone mortars and pounded to make them smaller and more uniform in size.

It is not human power that moves these mortars.

Instead, the water that was brought in drove the waterwheel, which continued to hit the ground here.

The crushed stones are also sieved on the sieve. And this sieve is not sifted back and forth by people, but driven by a water wheel.

Day and night.

People just put the pounded stones on top and get the sieved stones and send them somewhere else...

After taking a look, Monk Daoyan felt that his eyes had been opened!
Cement factories really try to use the power of machinery to replace manual labor as much as possible.

Everything is in order!
In this workshop, animal power can be used.

Can use water power.

The combination of human resources and these material resources is so harmonious.

The speed is so fast...

For a moment, Monk Daoyan felt as if his eyes had been opened.

This was a situation that he had never imagined no matter how hard he thought about it before.

He really didn't expect that the ingenuity of the craftsmanship could be so beautiful.

At that moment, he couldn't help but sigh out loud again.

"Mr. Mei's conception is ingenious and exquisite!"

Monk Daoyan said sincerely.

Mei Yin waved his hand and said, "Master Daoyan, these are just minor techniques.

It's not a big deal.

It’s not something that can be considered perfect.”

Mei Yin told the truth.

To him, these things in front of him were indeed not a big deal, but just some substitutes.

This is especially true for things like hydraulic pumps.

If one day, we can make a steam engine.

Then make the corresponding supporting machines.

Only then can it be considered barely enough.

But the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.

When Daoyan heard what Mei Yin said, his feelings suddenly changed.

After hearing what Mei Yin said, even he didn't know what to say.

Mr. Mei, why is it that his words are so irritating sometimes?

In his opinion, everything inside this cement factory was truly ingenious and stunning.

The standards in all aspects are particularly high.

It was the best workshop he had ever seen.

As a result, the thing that even impressed him was dealt with so easily by Mr. Mei.

Judging from his expression, he doesn't care about these things at all.

If these are all small paths, then what is the big path?

If we develop further, where can we go?

However, he suppressed all these thoughts in his mind.

Didn't say much.

After all, he came here this time just to see Mr. Mei's true level of arithmetic.

More importantly, it was to get to know the prince better.

Before that, there is no need to say anything more to Mr. Mei.

Mr. Mei can say whatever he wants.

He just listened quietly on the side.

After watching for a while, Mei Yin asked Monk Daoyan what he wanted to eat next.

"I asked someone to replace the pot with a new one so that I could cook with it."

Mei Yin said with a smile.

In this regard, he seemed very considerate.

He knew that Daoyan was a monk.

Maybe there is something very particular about this.

Daoyan heard this and quickly waved his hand and said, "No need for vegetarian dishes, normal food will do.
Well...it would be better if there was more meat.

The fatter the better.

I haven’t eaten much these past few days, and I’ve become skinny and hungry. I’m really greedy.”

At this time, when Daoyan said this, how could he still look like a great monk?

Hearing what Monk Daoyan said, Mei Yin couldn't help but be stunned.

In later generations, he did not realize that Daoyan was actually a playboy monk!
Like to drink and eat meat!

This really caught Mei Yin off guard.

But it was only a moment of stunned silence, Mei Yin immediately smiled and asked someone to cook.

And told people to make more fat...

When it was time to eat, he watched the man eat two large bowls of braised pork, two pork elbows with soybean paste, a beggar's chicken, a dozen braised eggs, three large pancakes, and two bowls of distilled liquor.

Mei Yin's mouth unconsciously opened wider.

This dish is really appetizing.

If this happened in the future, he would definitely be a master at eating broadcasts.

Apart from anything else, just making a living from live streaming is enough to support himself.

"Comfortable!"

After Daoyan had eaten and drunk his fill, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He chanted a Buddhist name to Mei Yin and said, "Mr. Mei, this is truly the most comfortable meal I have ever had."

Looking at Daoyan, whose hands and mouth are all greasy, he seems to be chanting Buddhist mantras here.

Mei Yin always feels a sense of disconnection.

However, I won't say much.

He smiled and said, “This is easy to handle.

As long as you stay here, you can have this meal every day from now on.

There is meat at every meal, and at least two main dishes.

This is the food standard for teachers in school.

In the future, there will be a dedicated chef responsible for the school’s meals.”

After hearing Mei Yin's words, Daoyan immediately smiled.

Lian said: "This couldn't be better."

After a while, Daoyan no longer cared much about his image.

I went outside to get some water and washed my hands thoroughly.

Then he opened the package and took out the math book.

I found the first volume of the eighth grade textbook, opened the first page, looked at Mei Yin and said:
"Mr. Mei, I don't quite understand this function.

If you have time, Mei Xiaoyou, how about telling me about it?"

The more he read the teaching materials that Mei Yin got for him, the more he liked them.

The beginning is easy, but the later parts become more and more difficult and confusing.

But at the same time, it also makes people feel particularly interested, and many things are very fresh.

He asked Mei Yin at this time because he really didn't understand it.

On the other hand, I also want to see whether this textbook was compiled by Mei Yin.

Daoyan felt that he had not been studying arithmetic all the time.

But in arithmetic, it can be said that his level is quite high.

Now, even he couldn't quite understand it.

He wanted to see how Mei Yin would answer next.

If he could explain it clearly to himself, it would mean that Mei Yin really has real talent and knowledge.

If he couldn't explain it clearly, he was afraid that Mei Yin was really just as he guessed.

The most likely possibility is that Mr. Qingtian is flattering Mei Yin.

Mei Yin looked at Daoyan's doubts, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tell Master Daoyan about this."

As he spoke, he sat here and explained.

Very familiar.

After all, he got this thing from the system, and he had mastered it after receiving it.

There's really no pressure on this.

Following Mei Yin's narration, Daoyan soon had a sudden enlightenment.

All the doubts in my heart disappeared in an instant.

There was a special shock in my heart.

No... Mei Yin is really that talented?

Are you so talented in arithmetic?
This teaching material was truly compiled by him alone.

He didn't believe it and wanted to turn the page again.

Ask him for some other difficult questions.

Mei Yin still did not pause at all, even when answering.

It is also possible to conduct argumentation and analysis from multiple perspectives.

After all these operations, even Monk Daoyan was shocked and dropped his jaw... (End of this chapter)