Fusu sat quietly in his tent, checking the relevant situation of the pulley set in his mind.

That's right, pulley set.

Fusu steers the dangerous place on the spot, and it is indeed too dangerous to rely on manpower to transport huge rocks.

However, if you can build a bracket and use a pulley set, it will be much safer.

Not to mention that I am a military supervisor, even out of humanitarianism, I cannot sit idly by and watch those corvee workers die for no reason in order to build the Great Wall.

"Oh, it's a pity..." Fusu sighed after using his mobile phone to surf the Internet, after a long time.

I learned about the physics knowledge about pulleys in junior high school textbooks, but unfortunately, after so long, I have forgotten most of it.

I can only say that the period when I had the richest knowledge reserve in my life was the middle school student period.

When I was a middle school student? That was a wonderful era.

Think about those female classmates, they are all pure and cute, and they can make them tremble with just one mouth.

Not like a girl who has emerged from society...

"Young Master, the man has brought it!" Outside the camp, Jia Xianfeng's voice sounded, interrupting his thoughts of recalling the past glorious years.

"Come in!" Fusu calmed down and his face turned right.

Three people came in, led by an old man who looked in his fifties, followed by two men.

The two men lowered their heads, looked in fear and fear, and did not dare to look at people.

But the old man didn't look too nervous.

"Young Master, this person is the best craftsman among craftsmen. His name is, his name is..." Jia Xianfeng introduced.

"Young master, everyone calls me Lao Zhao!" the little old man replied.

"Well, Lao Zhao, I have something to build it." Fusu did not say nonsense, expressing his feelings.

"Young Master just asks me if you have anything to do!" Old Zhao replied.

"I'll tell you about pulley knowledge first..."

It was completely learned and sold on time. Fusu told Lao Zhao about the simplest physics knowledge about mechanics that he had just found.

"Although the fixed pulley is not labor-saving, it can change the direction of force."

"Moving pulleys can save half of their strength!"

"If you combine the moving pulley and fixed pulley together, or even multiple combinations..." Finally, Fusu talked about the idea of ​​building a pulley set.

"What the young master said is indeed reasonable!"

The two young men next to him seemed to understand, but Old Zhao understood it and his eyes lit up.

As an old craftsman, although he has not systematically learned about mechanics, after years of experience, he still understands that the mechanics mentioned by Fusu are correct.

Based on the correct knowledge, the effect of this pulley is extended to the combination of fixed pulleys and moving pulleys, and Lao Zhao hopes to start making it immediately.

"I'll draw two more pictures for you. You can try it according to the design drawings and make two samples."

Fusu then took out a piece of silk, and then roughly drew a design drawing according to the picture of the pulley set on his mobile phone.

"Thank you, my son, go now!" He was so proud that he held the design drawing of the pulley set in his arms. Old Zhao had a passion that was completely unfavorable to his age.

"This is a real craftsman's character!" Seeing Lao Zhao's appearance, Fusu nodded secretly.

"By the way, young master!" But when he turned around and left, the old man seemed to think of something and said, "There seems that there is still a lot of mechanics knowledge you just told?"

"Well, there is also leverage effect, etc. There is a saying that goes, give me a fulcrum, and I can lift the whole ground, uh, the world!" Fusu nodded.

"Raise the whole world? What a thick stick!" Old Zhao exclaimed.

"Don't care too much about details!" Fusu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Okay, old man, hurry up and finish what the young master told me. Why is there so much nonsense?" Jia Xianfeng next to him shouted.

"When you have finished the pulley assembly production, I have nothing to do, I will tell you a good thing!" Seeing that the old man was indeed very interested, Fusu made a promise.

"Okay, the old man will do it now!" After Fusu's promise, Old Zhao left with satisfaction.

"Give me a fulcrum, can I lift the entire earth? Yes, why haven't I thought about how thick a stick is needed to lift it? It can be seen that the words of great men are sometimes unrealistic!" The man in Fusu muttered.

"Young master, a mere craftsman, but you are just a cheap man. Why do you waste your precious time?" Jia Xianfeng couldn't help but speak.

"Are you teaching me to do things?" Without explaining too much, Fusu just raised his eyelids.

"The last general dare not, the last general is guilty of death!" He was shocked and Jia Xianfeng immediately knelt on the ground, fearing and trepidation.

"Okay, get up!" He waved his hand and knocked it a little, but Fusu did not pursue it.

Although it had only been a few days since time traveling, Fusu could still see Jia Xianfeng's loyalty to Weiwei imperial power.

For example, when I see myself, I like to kneel down and say it a few times, and Fusu is too lazy to say it anymore.

Following me, I looked like a loyal and loving dog. This feeling really makes people feel... good?

After the business was completed, Fusu walked out of the tent, and Jia Xianfeng followed behind him.

After wandering around for a while, I arrived at the kitchen and looked at the sky. It was getting late and the kitchen was busy.

Fusu walked in, and naturally, these busy men knelt down and saluted.

Fusu looked at the food, there was no white rice, or even no noodles, steamed buns, and buns.

The main thing is to make chestnut rice, and beans and other things. The cooking method is also very simple, just cook it.

Let’s look at the seasonings, some salt, vinegar and sauce are not good.

"Who is the person in charge here?" Fusu said.

"Young master, you're a villain!" a middle-aged man responded in panic.

He just thought that he had done something badly, which made the young master angry.

Fortunately, the young master had no intention of being angry, so he just asked himself about the things in the kitchen and left.

For example, rice, wheat, etc.

Although rice and wheat are also one of the five grains, isn’t rice mainly used for winemaking?

Wheat rice and rice paste taste less than chestnut rice?

As for flour, chili, MSG?

What are the things the young master said? I can’t understand at all.

...

As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for people!

Besides, food, clothing, housing and transportation!

Also, people are iron and rice is steel!

Therefore, no matter what you need to do, filling your stomach first is the most important thing?

Fusu felt that it was urgent to update his diet first!

Let the craftsman make a pot first, and I am still used to cooking.

...

Three days later, it was already late.

In the military camp's commander's tent, Meng Tian put down the bamboo slips in her hand and frowned slightly!

As a general of Qin, Meng Tian's army was stationed here, and his purpose was not simply to supervise the construction of the Great Wall. The important task of the Northern Dehuns naturally fell on Meng Tian.

"By the way, what are the young masters doing recently?" Meng Tian asked after pondering for a while.

In front of Meng Tian, ​​a man walked forward: "The young master went to the location No. 97 of Jiazi three days ago. The terrain was dangerous and it was difficult to transport huge rocks. The young master temporarily stopped there and then summoned the craftsman, as if he was thinking about ways to improve it."

"Then I went to the kitchen again, and seemed not satisfied with the food. I have been focusing on the food these days!"

"By the way, I made wine yesterday!"

Meng Tian frowned.

"Although the young master was demoted to Shangjun by His Majesty, does he not understand His Majesty's painstaking efforts?"

"The army has insufficient food and herbs, so we actually use grain to make wine?"

"Food in the busy kitchen?"

"What's the matter with such a self-giving? No, I have to go and have a good talk with the young master!"

Meng Tian stood up and walked out, feeling a little disappointed.

Although Your Majesty did not make a crown prince, Mr. Fusu was the eldest son after all, and there were many supporters. How could he give up on himself after such a small grievance?

"General Meng!" The guard in front of Fusu's tent hurriedly saluted.

"Young Master, can you be here?" Meng Tian asked.

"Young Master, he's going to the kitchen!" The guard replied a little hesitant.

After hearing this, Meng Tian's face became even more ugly, and she suddenly turned around and headed towards the kitchen.

Sure enough, you can see people and lights in the kitchen from afar.

Thousands of words came to my heart, and Meng Tian broke in without caring about etiquette.
Chapter completed!