Military camp, craftsmanship department.

A few thick rolling woods built a tall shelf, and above the shelf, a rope was wrapped around a rough pulley group and hung.

On the ground, a huge rock was placed, tied tightly by ropes.

Many craftsmen were watching and were very curious about the function of this pulley set.

It was not just a craftsman. When he learned that a magical tool was created here, an old man actually wanted to lift a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds by himself, many soldiers surrounded him curiously!

There is a lack of entertainment in the military camp, and it is rare to be a bit lively to watch.

"Old Zhao, you're ready!" Several young craftsmen checked carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, they nodded to Old Zhao.

"Okay!" Old Zhao reached out and grabbed one end of the rope, and then stepped back step by step!

"According to Mr. Fusu, the moving pulley can reduce half of the force. There are several moving pulley combinations on this pulley. The huge rock weighing thousands of pounds is now only a few dozen pounds of force, so I should be able to pull it!"

He silently calculated the strength he should put in, and Lao Zhao grabbed the rope and stepped back step by step.

The rope collapsed straight and the pulley rolled.

As the pulley set rotated, the boulders on the ground slowly rose!

An uproar!

Seeing the huge rocks on the ground, they really slowly rose up, and all the craftsmen and soldiers were in an uproar!

Although everyone can understand that Lao Zhao raised this huge rock alone with the help of tools.

But, no matter what, an old man raised a thousand kilograms of rock alone, which is a fact that everyone has seen with their own eyes!

The uproar here naturally attracted more people to watch!

"What happened?" Meng Tian happened to be patrolling the military camp. Seeing the situation not far away, he asked.

The adjutant next to him ran over and came back in shock after a while, "General, it was the craftsman's camp that an old man made a magical thing and raised a thousand kilograms of rock alone!"

A slap!

I just made a bet with Mr. Fusu last night, and he said that in a short while, both the elderly and the children could become strong men who could do it.

Today an old man raised a thousand kilograms of rock alone? Is this a coincidence?

After walking a few steps, Meng Tian also came over and saw a hand-pulled rope and the huge rock rising into the air at a glance!

Seeing this scene with your own eyes, Meng Tian was also amazed.

"General!" All the craftsmen and soldiers saluted in unison.

Meng Tian ignored it and put all his thoughts on the pulley set. He then took the rope from Lao Zhao's hand and experienced it himself!

It's really amazing! The force on the hand is not heavy, just a few dozen kilograms, but the big stone can be pulled!

"Although the force is required, the rope needs to be pulled for a long distance, and the stone will rise a little!"

After experiencing it, Meng Tian discovered the peculiarities of the pulley set.

"This is the multiplication of the magnitude of force and the distance, and the work in the end is equal, so, the distance of action is naturally different," Lao Zhao replied.

"Master? Multiply with each other?" Meng Tian looked at Lao Zhao head with little understanding.

"This is very troublesome to explain. I heard from Mr. Fusu!" Old Zhao replied.

"Sure enough..." Old Zhao's words confirmed Meng Tian's thoughts. All of this was indeed thought of by Mr. Fusu.

"So, is it all taught by Mr. Fusu?" The soldiers next to him looked at each other and were secretly surprised when they heard this!

"It's strange, Young Master Fusu, do you understand these craftsmen's things?"

"What's so strange about this? Young Master Fusu has long been famous all over the world. He knows some craftsmen's things, so what's so amazing about this."

"I heard that Mr. Fusu died several people from transporting huge rocks because of the dangerous land of Jiazi No. 97, and then came up with such a way!"

"Young Master Fusu, it's indeed a virtuous person."

...

"Old Zhao, does this magical object have a name?" Meng Tianran asked after hearing the soldiers next to him whispering.

"Young Master Fusu said, this is called a pulley set!" Lao Zhao replied.

"It's called a pulley set? Isn't this too simple?"

With his brows frowned, Meng Tian was obviously not satisfied with the name, and then said in an unquestionable tone: "Since this is an object invented by Mr. Fusu, please call him Fusu pulley set in the future!"

"It should be like this!" Old Zhao nodded in agreement.

It is very reasonable for who invented something and named it after whom.

"Young Master Fusu is here!" At this moment, a shout sounded, and then everyone present knelt down together.

"All up!"

Fusu's eyes were also attracted by the pulley set. Although it looked a bit ugly, it was already very good to be able to build this with the Qin Dynasty's technology.

Fusu naturally couldn't help but walk forward curiously and experienced it, and it felt pretty good.

"Young Master, I admire you very much when you can create this Fusu pulley set!" After Fusu finished experiencing it well, Meng Tian spoke.

"Fusu pulley set?" Looking at Meng Tian, ​​Fusu was a little weird.

The pulley set is just a pulley set, why do you have to add your own name?

Just a pencil, isn't this good? Must call it 2b pencil?

However, even though the complaints are made, Fusu also understands that if you name it after yourself, it will be very beneficial for your fame!

For example, Luban Lock, Kongming Lantern, Nobel Prize?

Although Fusu actually doesn’t value fame, it’s also beneficial to be famous!

If you want to talk about your life, first, love women, second, love food.

I am a plain person, there is nothing wrong with admitting this!

Although you don’t care about fame, it’s easier to flirt with girls when you become famous?

So, Fusu has no intention of correcting it.

"Old Zhao, since you have already developed the research, then hurry up and produce it. I believe that the only place you can use is not just Jiazi No. 97!"

"You can build a bracket in two places, then hang it up first, and then pull it up with pulleys!"

"This should be much more convenient than rolling wood!"

The important thing is important, Fusu ordered Lao Zhao and others to mention it again.

"Yes, build more, this magical tool can greatly speed up the progress of building the Great Wall!" Meng Tian also nodded and fully supported the manufacturing of the pulley set!

Looking at the long run, it is not only the construction of the Great Wall, but also the fortifications in many places.

Meng Tian could imagine that the use of this Fusu pulley set would be spread throughout the Qin Dynasty in a few years.

And this is also the reason why he must call the pulley set in the name of Fusu.

There were two people from Fusu and Meng Tian who spoke, and the craftsmanship camp, the manufacturing of pulley sets was naturally overtime.

On the fortifications of the Great Wall, many dangerous places have priority to building brackets.

In just a few days, after the pulley set was installed, it began to be put into use.

...

At the dangerous place of Jiazi No. 97, I learned that the fortifications that were suspended here were about to begin again, and many corvee labor, including Erhu, were secretly nervous.

A few days ago, Mr. Fusu said that it was suspended. Now, is it going to start again?

However, when he came here and found that he had set up an air of incomprehensibility, Erhu was a little puzzled.

Then, Lao Zhao personally explained the use of pulley sets!

"Everyone, hang up the big stone like this!"

"Then, pull the rope and slide the big stone below with the rollers!"

"After the padding comes up, let it go slowly! If you understand it, a few people can operate it!"

Erhu looked at Lao Zhaotou and others in a daze to demonstrate the use of pulley lifting brackets.

It looks like a magic trick. A huge rock weighing thousands of pounds was transported up so easily?

It doesn't look tired, and it's more important to be safe and you don't have to take risks to move!

"Okay, how many of you guys can try it!" After the demonstration, Old Zhao called out the corvee service and said!

"I'll do it!" Erhu walked up first, and then several young men also came out!

Sure enough, under the guidance of Lao Zhao, there are three steps to transport stones.

They were hanged up first, then rolled up the pulley, and finally put it down, and completed it properly. These corvee labor was amazed at the sight.

"Old man, why didn't you take out this magical thing earlier?" After experiencing the magical human-powered lifting bracket, Erhu was amazed and asked strangely.

If such a magical thing had been taken out earlier, not so many people would have died!

"This is a Fusu Young Master. For you, I specially conceived it a few days ago. It is called Fusu pulley team!" Lao Zhao replied.

"Young Master Rende!" Hearing this, Erhu knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed to the location of Fusu camp.
Chapter completed!