Eating roasted eggs is a repertoire by Song Beiyun. People who have actually eaten them say that they are not delicious. They have a strong fishy smell and have no other taste, but he always enjoys it. As long as he orders the stove in the house, he will definitely roast a few eggs. The stove will be a few days before roasting the eggs.

Qiaoqiao, including everyone, thinks this is a quirk, but Song Beiyun really doesn't like to eat it, just because roasted eggs were the most common snack in winter when he was a child.

At that time, the family was not rich, and the parents were all out of work. My father would go out to show the shop every morning, and my mother would take care of the children at home. Because she had no spare money to buy some snacks, the mother would always put a few holes on the raw eggs and put them in the stove at home. She would boil water and roast eggs, and then boil a pot of water and then roast it.

At that time, Song Beiyun had a few joys, just swallowing his saliva and waiting for his mother to peel the eggs for him, and then happily ate them with the hot eggs.

Later, when I came here, the only way to miss it was this bite of roasted egg. Whether he decided to live like he had never experienced it, this taste was his only connection with his home and mother.

He had never explained this quirk to anyone, but whenever he had the chance, he would do such a meaningless thing.

When he came back from taking a shower, he saw Miaoyan peeling the eggs. He walked over and leaned against the stove with a smile, looking at Miaoyan quietly without saying a word.

"What's wrong, look at me."

"It's okay, you keep peeling."

Miaoyan didn't understand what he meant, but she carefully peeled off the black eggshell and stuffed it into Song Beiyun's mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey... I'll be burned to death!"

"Then you eat slowly." Miaoyan teased with a smile: "The cruel and ruthless Lord Song actually likes to eat this kind of thing."

Song Beiyun chuckled softly, but his eyes turned red as he smiled, and tears just flowed out for no reason.

"I'm crying?"

"I miss my mother..." Song Beiyun wiped away her tears, her mouth was stuffed with eggs, which looked ridiculous.

But Miaoyan didn't laugh. She walked over and hugged Song Beiyun gently, without saying anything, because she was the only one who could understand Song Beiyun in this world.

"I'll peel you another egg."

"I won't eat it anymore." Song Beiyun shook his head: "It's time to fart if you eat it again."

There was nothing happening all night, mainly because the atmosphere was sad. Without that thought, the two of them did just to tell each other their childhood stories, which was really the feeling of joining the group to keep warm. Perhaps only people like them who can never go back can truly experience the feeling that gold and silver are not as good as those of other people in a foreign land.

Miaoyan also hugged Song Beiyun and cried several times in the middle of the journey. Song Beiyun was also a quiet boy throughout the whole process.

He closed the door and cried, but when the door opened, Song Beiyun still had to be the ruthless Lord Song, and Miaoyan also wanted to be the chicken king who played with the entire Song Dynasty entertainment industry and applauded.

This is probably the helplessness of adults.

They didn't know when they would go to bed, but early in the morning, Xiaoyu came to knock on the door and asked Song Beiyun to prepare to enter the palace.

Song Beiyun got up and washed up, but Miaoyan still slept drowsy. He didn't bother her, just gently tucked her quilt and put on her clothes and went out.

Logically speaking, Song Beiyun was not qualified to enter the palace to celebrate the birthday of the Empress Dowager. What is his level? But the wonder is that he has the line of Jinlinger. To put it bluntly, he went there in the name of Jinlinger.

As for why this arrangement is arranged, we have to ask King Fu. Why did he arrange this? Only heaven knows the earth knows himself.

Bringing the things to be given to the empress dowager, the two of them rushed to the palace.

In fact, how magical are these two things? In fact, it is not too fantasy, just a picture of gold and silver life and a wheelchair.

But these two things contain technology that is at least three hundred years ahead of this era, and what is truly valuable is here.

First of all, this gold and silver longevity diagram is to use the drawing process to pull the gold and silver into silk shapes, then use weaving technology to form a cloth-like thin plate, and then embroider the ten thousand longevity stitches bit by bit by bit. This ordinary method is definitely not possible, but because so far a few days ago, those craftsmen have played with molds, brushing, stamping, and inlays, so this golden silk blanket now seems to be a top-notch handicraft. In fact, it weighs only thirteen or fourteen pounds, and 70% of the above is silver and 30% is gold, so the value is really not high, but the golden silver shining really looks gratifying.

Moreover, because with the two sealed copper balls, high-pressure sandblasting can also be achieved to a certain extent, the longevity diagram polished in this way really exudes an industrial atmosphere.

Of course, the technical content of this thing is not very high. The wheelchair is the real technical content. First of all, this wheelchair is a fully alloy skeleton, light and sturdy. Moreover, because of the lighting of primary electroplating, every part inside has been electroplated and pickled, which is absolutely rust-resistant and corrosion-resistant. It can be said to be the pinnacle product of materials science in this era.

Secondly, because rubber is really not found, its solid tire is a product after vulcanization of latex extracted from rubber dandelions bought by Heike merchants for experiments. Except that it is not as wear-resistant as future industrial rubber, the overall texture is actually very similar.

Then the comfort and safety of this wheelchair were verified repeatedly. Song Beiyun has repeatedly verified that its cushion and backrest are made of bear skin. Bamboo mats can be installed in summer and directly in winter. Safe belts are also installed on both armrests to prevent accidental slips and damage.

And because this thing is very light, even an adult male can easily push it after sitting on his head.

However, the most technological place on this wheelchair is not these things, but its steel rings, steel wires and bearings that serve as support rings.

The steel ring is made of hard steel, and then polished by hand to get into the air. The steel wire strip is made of refined steel that is rushed out from one hammer. If these things are included in the R&D costs, they will exceed 20,000 guan!

The most terrifying thing is the bearing. Bearing is the top priority. First of all, the things must be stable and reliable. Therefore, those craftsmen even invited the most famous old blacksmith in Tongling to come over. They polished the rough parts into this way according to Song Beiyun's design drawings. The error was not even a trace.

This old craftsman who has worked for a lifetime is really good. He has got three such wheelchairs. The main bodies of these three have undergone rigorous wear and safety tests. The other two have been almost scrapped. This one was only given to the Queen Mother after resting and renovating.

As for why such a rigorous experiment is not to please the Empress Dowager, but it is related to whether Katyusha is in a car or a hand-carried future.

If even the most basic bearing cannot pass, then the dream of using the ox cart Rakatyusha's rocket launcher is destined to be shattered.

Strictly speaking, the gifts received by the Lord Lafayette of Song Dynasty were just industrial test items made by Song Beiyun, which were wheelchairs with test accuracy, test materials and bearings.

After struggling for so long, Song Beiyun's head was buzzing. These two things finally succeeded in theory. Although they had nothing to do with mass production, they achieved the leap from scratch in Song Dynasty.

People who say that Song Beiyun is not working are typical parents' thinking of "not going to work in the factory is not doing their jobs". However, Comrade Xiao Song didn't care about these things. After all, his plan was not delayed for a minute, and the monthly verification plan was implemented on time and quantity.

After he and Xiaoyu carried these two things outside the palace, they naturally had to go in with extremely strict body searches, even if Xiaoyu was the Simingsi.

After searching, we still need to report it, but after the report, it was not someone else but Princess Ruibao.

She ran to the city gate with her skirt in her arms, and glanced at Song Beiyun with a picture of Wanshou on her back: "Why did you come..."

"Okay, okay, I'm almost exhausted. I came here without eating breakfast. Are you still blaming me?"

"No..." Jin Ling'er pouted: "Come with me quickly, let's go to the emperor's grandmother's bedroom first. The celebration is about to begin. I can't stay with you for a long time."

Song Beiyun and Xiaoyu followed Jin Ling'er to the Empress Dowager's bedroom. At this time, the old lady was about to set up to the main hall square, but Jin Ling'er quickly called her: "Grandmother, wait a moment."

The old lady turned her head and looked at her, and was amazing.

"Hurry." Jin Ling'er took the Wansheng map from Song Beiyun's hand: "You send the wheelchair to the emperor's grandmother."

"What should I call it? Also called the Emperor Grandmother?"

"You want to die, of course you call me the Empress Dowager." Jin Ling'er kept urging: "Go faster, it's almost time."

Before Song Beiyun could think about it carefully, he took the wheelchair in Xiaoyu's hand and ran towards the Empress Dowager, with Jin Ling'er still following him.

"Everyone goes away." Jin Ling'er scolded the guards next to him to clear the way for Song Beiyun: "Don't delay the time."

Finally, the two of them came to the old lady. She looked at the two young men covered in sweat, and her eyes couldn't help but smile. She walked around Song Beiyun for several times, and then looked at Jin Ling'er.

"The Empress Dowager is lucky and Jin'an." After Song Beiyun saluted, he put the wheelchair in his hand in front of the old lady: "The Empress Dowager, sit here!"

"Hmm?" The Empress Dowager glanced at Jin Ling'er: "Is this?"

"Grandmother of the Emperor, this is my birthday gift for you." Jin Ling'er smiled and said, "Sit down quickly."

The granddaughter's hurrying look made the old lady laugh particularly happily. She nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll sit down."

After sitting down, Jin Ling'er put the safety button in front under Song Beiyun's guidance. The Empress Dowager was not sure, so she just felt that the chair was quite comfortable and her soft bear skin was not cold. It was so good.

And when Jin Ling'er pushed her forward, the old lady couldn't help but exclaim, and Jin Ling'er laughed: "Grandma, you can run away again."

Looking at Jin Ling'er who was about to speed up, Song Beiyun's face turned pale at that time, and he chased him: "Slow down! Auntie, don't make trouble! Slow down!!!!"
Chapter completed!