Chronicles of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 126, Section 125: Technical Talents

The feeling of touching paper again was wonderful, and Qin Shi, in his excitement, drew many sketches in succession.

This also successfully verified the quality of the initial printing paper.

It will shed crumbs. If you write for a long time and then shake it, a lot of crumbs will fall off.

It is not snow-white and smooth enough. Not only is the color slightly yellow, but the surface is also uneven in color because the fibers are not fine enough.

Although it has been polished, you can still feel the tiny bumps when writing.

Wrinkles and cracks may appear when folded forcefully.

From a later perspective, this is truly a failure.

But it was definitely not torn; it was a perfectly intact sheet of paper.

Although such a first edition of paper could be presented to the king, it was not good enough, and Ji Heng would probably not keep it for himself.

If he doesn't stay, both Xin and Hei Mu can use him when drawing, right?
Thinking of this, Qin Shi ordered people to prepare pencils of various hardnesses again, and said, "Go and check on Hei Mu and the others."

The Red Maiden nodded: "Xianyang Palace is heavily guarded. Criminals like them are surrounded by the Imperial Guards in a corner of the South Palace."

Qin Shi understood that this arrangement was not only for her safety, but also for the safety of the King of Qin.

With the help of a maid, he boarded the carriage and then instructed, "After I have visited them, I will go to Zhangtai Palace to present paper and ink to the King."

She also had some ideas that she still needed to consult with the King of Qin one by one.

The carriage rumbled along, and a quarter of an hour later, Qin Shi saw Hei Mu lying on the ground, carefully drawing lines with a brush on a large piece of silk.

The weather was hot, and expensive ice was naturally not available to people like him.

Therefore, the palace gates were opened and the curtains and draperies on all sides were rolled up in the palace guarded by soldiers.

The hot wind blew in, making the sweat on his head look even more disheveled.

Then the hot sweat was absorbed by the headscarf tied around her forehead.

Upon hearing that a distinguished person had arrived, he raised his head, his face beaming with excitement and joy.

"A benefactor!"

He carefully put down the pen, then got up and knelt on the spot.

Qin Shi was startled: his wide-open black eyes were filled with hideous red blood vessels.

And look at the silk spread out on the ground—how unfathomable it is to depict the countless fine lines on the world map using human memory!

Although he could capture memories, he couldn't adjust them proportionally. His drawing was only as large as the limit of how much a mobile phone could magnify.

Therefore, the silk is made up of enlarged partial images, which can only be carefully pieced together when the work is finally completed.

Overall, it is still a very small picture.

But the smaller it is, the more it represents the hardships involved.

This is an extraordinary human talent, but it also means that it cannot withstand high loads for long.

Qin Shi took a deep breath and raised his voice to give the order:
"Medical Master, when we enter Zhangtai Palace later, I will ask the King to send two physicians here. I have great use for Black Eyes' eyes, and I do not seek immediate results, but rather a long-term way to maintain and care for them."

"Then you will be in charge of these two." Yi Ming and the others were not even allowed to accompany Qin Shi into the hall to see the drawings on the ground—you should know that, given Qin Jun's trust in them, they could accompany him closely in all matters of the Ironworks.

Thus, he knew that this matter was of great importance, and therefore quickly agreed.

He listened with a blank expression, then blinked his dry eyes, but still managed a smile: "My esteemed guest, I ate steamed chicken, brown sugar wheat cakes, and sunflower seed soup with pancakes today!"

Is this the kind of life that nobles lead?
Why was it that when I was in the State of Chu, even though it was a nobleman who gave me instructions, I was still not allowed to eat my fill?
He still trusts the benefactor in front of him more!

He spoke eagerly and boldly about his wonderful life, as if he were in a dream, and that there could never be a happier day than now.

Seeing the complete satisfaction and joy on his face, Qin Shi paused for a moment and then smiled:
"Work hard. Close your eyes and rest every 15 minutes, look into the distance—if your eyes are healthy, you can eat like this for another 30 to 50 years, and you'll have no worries in this life."

Black Eyes touched his eyes with a mixture of surprise and trepidation: "I, I will definitely protect you!"

Qin Shi smiled, then looked carefully at the silk on the ground—Hei Mu had probably not rested much, as he had already drawn North America and South America on the far right of the map.

His memory was indeed amazing. Although he was still illiterate, he could perfectly copy the shapes of the words on the map.

Seeing the familiar simplified characters on the ancient silk of the Great Qin Dynasty, Qin Shi stared at them for a long time until her dark eyes nervously tightened her hemp clothing, at which point she came back to her senses.

She had so much to say, but in the end, she only offered a gentle compliment:
“It’s a very good painting.”

……

Compared to Hei Mu, who was quietly drawing in the silent palace, Xin and Mo's place was much more lively.

The process of keeping the matter confidential has not yet begun, so Xin, who is still recovering from his injuries, is sitting at a table and chair, sketching in the book.

Mo stood in front of him, gesturing with his small waterwheel and explaining its structure.

With Mo's abilities, it was absolutely impossible for him to lead the craftsmen to quickly build a waterwheel.

If we were to use a cumbersome method, we would have to give the waterwheels to the craftsmen and have them disassemble and imitate them one by one.

But Xin knew that once a waterwheel was made, any carpenter could imitate it.

But now the Qin ruler's intention is to manufacture them in large quantities.

So he consulted with Mo, who explained every minute detail of the structure to him, and he quickly drew up the blueprints so that the craftsmen could make the products according to the blueprints in the future.

Now that the Qin Dynasty has arrived, he has almost completely dismantled the waterwheel, while Mo is deep in thought:
"The nobleman said that such a waterwheel should be able to drive the stone mill and also the huge bellows... What kind of bellows are you planning to make?"

He was younger, so no matter how scared and nervous he had been the previous two days, he now realized that he only needed to work diligently to be able to eat his fill, and he no longer had to do heavy manual labor. Therefore, he devoted himself even more to his work.
"Such a large bellows, yet it still needs a waterwheel to power it. Is it meant to blow an even larger vertical furnace?"

As he spoke, he frowned and quickly took out a thin bamboo branch from the side, carefully polished and joined it together, and in a few moments he made a connecting rod, which he then casually inserted into the small waterwheel.

"In this way, we should be able to use the waterwheel to turn the bellows."

After he finished speaking, he quickly took it and gave it to Xin Xianbao.

Xin glanced at it twice, then suddenly pinched the bridge of his nose and picked up his pen again to scribble on the paper.

He then asked, "Why is it like this here? Explain it clearly so I can draw the blueprints in more detail."

Mo blinked, then his clear gaze turned blank:
"It should be right here."

Qin Shi rushed over from the other side and had just stepped into the hall when he heard his matter-of-fact words, which made him smile involuntarily.
For a genius, the answer to this problem is obvious at a glance, so there is really no solution and they can't explain it.

Coming!