Teasing the First Dragon at the Start

Hearing what the Mo family disciple said, Mo Xun finally breathed a long sigh of relief. After gently smoothing the hair between his brows in front of the mirror, he said, "Go and invite the master in."

"Yes……"

The Mohist disciple clasped his hands in a fist salute and withdrew.

A moment later.

A series of footsteps approached from afar.

A young man dressed in white robes pushed open the door and walked in, a flippant smile on his face: "Master, I apologize for disturbing you so late."

Mo Xun shook her head slightly, slowly raised her head, and stared intently at the familiar figure before her, her fair and exquisite face revealing a faint smile:

“My lord, there’s no need for that. The gates of the Inkware Bureau have always been open to you.”

Chapter 394 A woman with thick breasts is hard to read her mind

Mo Xun handed a completed memorial to Bai Su and said, "My lord, this is the gunpowder you ordered to be made."

Bai Su took the memorial, looked at its contents, and couldn't help but praise, "As expected of the leader of the Mohist school, he has achieved so much in such a short time. It is truly admirable."

Mo Xun shook his head slightly: "You flatter me, sir. I was merely trying out the ideas you proposed and summarizing my experience. The biggest challenge was finding my way in the vast forest."

"As for how to get out of the dense forest, it's only a matter of time."

However, despite her humble words, a slight smile crept onto her lips, clearly showing how pleased she was to have achieved her goal and received praise from Bai Su.

Seeing her reaction, Bai Su couldn't help but smile, but didn't point it out.

After a moment of contemplation, he spoke: "Once this gunpowder is ignited, it can unleash an astonishing impact force within a sealed space. Master... what do you think it would look like if an arrow were placed inside a tube made of refined iron and gunpowder was ignited?"

Mo Xun was taken aback; she had never thought about this question before.

However, theoretically, there is great potential.

After all, even if you put some iron pieces in a small pottery jar, the flying iron pieces can embed themselves in tree trunks and stone walls.

Imagine the spectacle of rows of iron pipes, gunpowder ignited simultaneously, unleashing a deluge of arrows like a torrential downpour.

This is absolutely revolutionary.

After all, most longbowmen on the battlefield today need four or five years of training, and gunpowder, once made, is extremely easy to use.

With simple training, as long as they know how to set up and light the fire, a newly enlisted soldier can unleash the same lethality as a battle-hardened longbowman.

This is practically the same principle as using a workshop to produce goods, to continuously generate skilled archers who can hit a target from a hundred paces away.

The key issues are how to make suitable iron pipes and the amount of gunpowder to use.

Mo Xun bit his index finger and pondered, "This matter has great potential, my lord. I will summon the Mo family disciples to study it now."

Bai Su hurriedly stopped Mo Xun, who was about to leave, and said with a smile, "This matter is not urgent. I came to visit you for another matter."

Mo Xun was taken aback. Was there something else?

Bai Su smiled mysteriously and took out a pre-drawn blueprint from her bosom.

Mo Xun's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she looked at the thick stack of blueprints in Bai Su's hand and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what is this?"

Bai Su placed the blueprints on the table and said with a smile, "This is something even more interesting. It's called a steam engine. It's a little toy that I came up with in a flash of inspiration while boiling water in front of the stove. Come and take a look."

Mo Xun took the blueprints, looking somewhat bewildered.

The structure of this thing looks extremely complex, involving multiple fields such as smelting, mechanical arts, and firing. All sorts of strange parts are piled together, making it look very bulky and complicated.

It's completely impossible to tell what this thing is for.

After looking at it for a long time without figuring it out, she couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what is this thing for?"

Instead of explaining directly, Bai Su asked a question: "Has the Grand Master heard of those folk tales about immortals?"

Mo Xun nodded slightly and said, "I've heard some things, like how a sedan chair can travel a thousand miles a day without horses pulling it, just by scattering a few paper figures."

“A woman who raised silkworms and wove cloth in the countryside was forced by her stepmother to weave three hundred bolts of cloth in one night. When she couldn’t do it and cried, she met a fairy who blew a breath and countless mice and birds flew in to help her finish weaving the cloth in one night.”

"My lord, these are all matters of gods and ghosts. Why are you suddenly asking about them?"

Bai Su gave her a half-smile: "But what if I said that these stories are true, and that someone can actually do them?"

Mo Xun subconsciously said, "How is this possible? There have never been any immortals in the world, so how could there be such immortal techniques? Unless you, sir... wait!"

She paused abruptly, glanced down at the blueprint in her hand, then slowly raised her head, looking at Bai Su with disbelief, and couldn't help but ask, "Does Your Excellency mean that this little blueprint in my hand is the legendary immortal magic?"

After all, she had known Bai Su for quite some time.

Knowing that her master never believed in gods or ghosts, if she could demonstrate something like flying to the heavens or disappearing into the earth, something akin to magic, then she must have done it using some method she didn't know.

Bai Su looked at the girl's expectant gaze and nodded: "That's right, what you have in your hand is a key to open the gate to the Immortal Realm. This item allows one person to weave a piece of cloth that would take a hundred people to weave in one night."

"It allows a few people to transport copper and iron ore out of the mine that previously required hundreds of people to mine and transport."

"Even if the Yellow River breaches its banks and causes flooding, the disaster relief supplies that would normally take one or two months to reach the front lines can be delivered to the disaster victims in just ten days."

"What do you think the value of something like this is?"

Mo Xun remained stunned for a long time, her lips slightly parted.

She imagined the scene Bai Su had described: if one person could easily weave enough cloth for a hundred people in one night, and easily pull out goods weighing over a thousand kilograms.

Wouldn't the output of resources in the Central Plains increase tenfold or even dozens of times?

At that time, everyone in the world will have clothes to wear and meat to eat. There will be no more floods, droughts, or droughts, and the borders will be peaceful.

Wouldn't that be paradise on earth?

This...this is simply the ideal world that the Mo family has been searching for all these years.

Mo Xun bit her lip lightly, trying to suppress her pounding heart. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Bai Su as she asked earnestly, "My lord, is what you're saying true? This...this thing really has supernatural powers?"

It's no wonder she suspected Bai Su, because this matter was simply too unbelievable.

If it achieves even half of what Bai Su described, no… even just a third of the effect, then the blueprint in her hand would be comparable to a national treasure.

Bai Su looked at the girl in front of him, scratched his cheek slightly, and said, "This is just a key to open the door. For the time being, it can only be used for textiles, waterwheel irrigation, and ore pulling."

"To achieve the desired effect, we need to build upon this principle and continue to research and experiment."

Upon hearing Bai Su's words, Mo Xun breathed a long sigh of relief.

After all, what worried her most was never how long the road was, but rather not knowing which way to go in a dark, dense forest.

As long as we learn from Bai Su that this direction is feasible.

Then she would lead a group of Mohist disciples, gritting their teeth and forging ahead, even if they stumbled and fell along the way, they would keep going step by step.

Until the day it comes true in the future.

Mo Xun carefully held the blueprints, as if he were holding a rare treasure.

She looked at Bai Su with brimming eyes and murmured softly, "My lord, I thought I had caught up with you and could walk alongside you, but I never imagined that I was still so far behind you."

Bai Su was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but comfort him, "Your Excellency is too modest. In fact, I was just being clever for a moment. When it comes to being down-to-earth, I am far inferior to Your Excellency."

This is his true inner thought.

The reason he was able to surpass Mo Xun was simply because he stood on the shoulders of giants, having a higher starting point than her, not because he was particularly talented.

If the two of them were to compete on equal footing, Bai Su was certain that, given his lazy and opportunistic nature, it would take him no more than six months.

Mo Xun could leave him so far behind that you couldn't even see his taillights.

After all, a young woman with such talent, perseverance, a simple and honest personality, and a passion for research and development would be a top genius anywhere.

Mo Xun, of course, had no idea what Bai Su was thinking and assumed that he was being modest.

She shook her head slightly and said, "No... you are the real genius, as for me... I am just an ordinary person who has worked a little harder."

"That's actually you..."

Before Bai Su could finish speaking, Mo Xun extended a slender white finger and covered her lips.

Mo Xun looked at Bai Su, who was looking surprised. She bit her lip lightly and then said, "I know I am just a mortal and far from being as good as you, but I will try my best to catch up. So, can you grant me a request?"

Bai Su was taken aback, unsure of what Mo Xun's request was, but she still nodded subconsciously.

A faint blush rose on Mo Xun's pale, sickly face as he whispered, "When I catch up with you, my lord, and use this key to open the gates of the Immortal Realm, I will walk alongside you."

"Sir, may I choose a new outfit for myself?"

Bai Su couldn't help but say, "For such a great achievement, let alone one piece of clothing, even a thousand or ten thousand pieces would be fine. Hey, His Majesty would promote you to a higher rank and build you a mansion on the streets of Xianyang. Hey, why are you glaring at me like that?"

Mo Xun glared at Bai Su with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, and couldn't help but snort softly: "Idiot, figure it out yourself."

The Mohists have always valued frugality and thrift. They rarely buy new clothes unless there are major holidays, especially a girl who would take the initiative to ask a man to buy her clothes.

Often, once feelings have developed, they will give the other person hints, indicating their willingness to take things further with Bai Su.

Who would have thought that Bai Su, usually such a thoughtful and intelligent person, would be so slow to react in this situation, completely failing to understand her hints. What a blockhead! It's infuriating!

Bai Su scratched her cheek, watching the girl's back as she angrily tossed her hair and walked away with the blueprints in her arms. She couldn't help but mutter, "Why did she suddenly get angry? What did I do to offend her?"

"Sure enough, a woman with such a thick chest is completely unpredictable."

Chapter 395 You say I'm a bad person? Then I'll show you how bad I can be.

Xianyang City.

The city has been bustling with activity lately, with one major event after another.

First, the imperial court issued an order that, thereafter, when merchant caravans settled their trade, the paper money printed by the Great Xia Bank would be used as the settlement standard.

Whether it's cattle and sheep from the grasslands, ginseng from Liaodong, spices from the Western Regions, or silk, porcelain, and tea sold from the Central Plains, it will all be the same.

The people of the Central Plains were not too surprised by this.

After all, Daxia Money Shop has been promoting its products for quite some time, and the common people have long since gone from being novel and curious about using the convenient paper money to deposit money to becoming accustomed to it.

Previously, trade was mainly between the Western Regions and the Central Plains.

Now the scale has grown larger, and there are more states doing business with the Central Plains.

Sitting by the window of the restaurant, a glance out at the street reveals a large number of caravans dressed in exotic attire, traveling thousands of miles to Xianyang to buy goods from the Central Plains.

As for the reason, it's simple.