The Empress’s Gigolo

After a day of training for the sword, Ren Baqian dragged his exhausted body back to Pingle Court with a "sword".

"Should give you a name." Ren Baqian pondered, Ruyi Golden Hoop Knife? Should we call Changsheng Dao?

Ren Baqian grinned, this name is good, can grow longer, it is called Changsheng knife.

Ren Baqian feels that he needs a physical laboratory, and this knife must not be sent to a pharmaceutical laboratory. Unfortunately, I do n’t have any money now. I do n’t need to think about the physics laboratory. I did n’t set up 20 million by myself. Even if he can, he is not ready to spend all the money. For now, I just need to know how to use this knife. If you have money later, consider researching this knife.

The next morning, Ren Yaqian went to the royal dining room to find the coordinator, and went to the next hall.

The royal dining room is divided into two parts, one of which is the dining hall where the female emperor usually eats. He is also responsible for the food now.

The other part is the hall for the meals of the maids, maids and guards.

The daily slaughter of livestock in the palace is also there.

When I got there, I saw two giant lambs ready to be slaughtered, a wild boar and a curved horn cow. In this world, wild boars are called black-faced juniors, while curved horned cattle are similar to buffaloes, smaller in size than horned cattle, and not as good at running as horned cattle.

"Kill with this knife" Ren eight thousand broken knives are handed to the person who is going to kill the livestock. This knife doesn't even have a point, and it's so short ...

In the end, they were slaughtered with knives dedicated to killing livestock, and Ren Baqian soaked all the broken knives into the blood basin.

The blood of the whole four animals was sucked clean by it within an hour, which surprised everyone around them. The blood of one animal in the past could fill a large pot, but at this time it was all gone.

Ren Baqian did not explain the words, and returned to Pingle Court with a knife in his heart. As he thought about "long and long", he saw that the knife was from half a foot to six feet long, that is, two meters.

Ren Baqian pointed upwards with a long knife, and suddenly felt like Safiros, with one less flowing hair and a leather windbreaker.

Not to mention, this knife looks a bit generous when it is a short knife, but it looks a bit like a saber when turned into a long knife.

However, Ren Baqian also found a problem this time. This knife sucked the blood of four livestock, and the length was not satisfactory.

You should know that the blood that you spilled made it three feet long.

The blood of the four animals was only six feet, and the effect did not seem to be as great as they thought.

Could it only be the effect of human blood? Is n’t it just your own blood effect? The thought of any eight thousand was taken aback.

If you think about it, the use of this knife is indeed a bit of a chicken rib. It takes only six feet to slaughter four animals in the palace a day. At least one foot must be left for the next time. If you use a five-foot knife, you can measure it in your hand At once, it is about ten pounds, and more than three thousand pounds of iron a year, chat is better than nothing.

Unless the slaughter and processing plant is sent to the world, there is no such thing as a slaughter and processing plant in the world. They are all slaughtered privately. Is it necessary to build a processing plant outside the city?

If you really want to play the role of this longevity knife, you can only do so.

Another question is if the knife does not cut off, it will shorten after a period of time. I do n’t know what the reason is, is it because the blood absorbed by the knife disappears with the passage of time? Or is it actually adding other aspects of the blade? Such as hardness.

Ren Baqian felt he could try it.

Shortening the knife, the blade body has returned to a half-foot length, and the weight is also decreasing. It is almost the same as the weight when the knife was broken. It is magical and does not conform to the law of conservation of quality.

But the blade seems to be a little longer than before the blood was drawn.

Ren Baqian gestured with his fingers, and it seemed to be a little longer, about one centimeter.

It seems that with the blood sucking, the knife can grow back even if it does not take the broken knife back. I just don't know if it will be so long and then cut off, will it have kidney deficiency.

After some experiments, Ren eight thousand knives were carefully placed, and then they received the news that the bricks had been burned, and His Majesty passed on to him to raise the heart.

When Ren Baqian arrived at the Yangxin Hall, there were already two people standing there, one was Tong Zhenye and the other had not seen it before, and he later learned that it was the Secretary of Gong Cao Secretary Shaoqing. Bricks and cement were first intervened by the Division of Warcraft. After all, Jingtian Furnace was also under the management of the Division of Warcraft. Now the firing of cement and clay bricks is turned to the Division of Cao.

In front of Tong Zhenye, there are several street fighting artifacts-slabs.

"Renfuyi, do you think this is right?" Tong Zhenye said after Ren Yaqian.

Ren Baqian looked up at the emperor, and then looked at the bricks with delight, feeling good, the surface smooth, and the weight heavy. It is not as rough as modern red bricks, because there is no soot in it. Although firing in this way is more troublesome, the quality is the best, and it is not bad for hundreds of years.

Break the bricks and see that they are also dense inside, not black like the red bricks with soot added.

After examining it carefully, Ren Baqian laughed: "That's it. It's easier to fire bricks this way than to mine and polish rocks."

Several others nodded, and that was indeed the case.

"That's it. The Ministry of Industry hastened to burn this kind of bricks and cement for the construction of a glass factory. If you don't understand anything, you should ask Ren Fuyu." The Emperor nodded.

Several of them all took orders.

Ren Baqian went back to Pingle Garden again, took out the drawings of the earthen kiln and handed it to Tong Zhenye. The current kind of earthen furnace is too slow to burn cement and the quantity is too small.

If it wasn't for Da Yao now relying solely on wood for burning, Ren Baqian hopes to make a rotary kiln, which can greatly increase the speed of burning bricks and cement.

"It's better to keep the earth kiln a bit further away. The place near where the clay is taken is a good place," Ren Baqian told.

"Why?" Tong Zhenye asked curiously. It is much easier to transport clay than bricks, and in that case most artisans will live there, and food and other supplies will cost more labor.

If this is done, the consumption of materials and manpower will be much higher.

"Otherwise, after a few years, a large number of burnt floating objects will be suspended in the air, and you will no longer see the stars when you look up." Ren Baqian said. So he shouted that everyone is responsible for protecting the environment, leaving a clear blue sky for future generations.

He didn't want to open his eyes every day for more than ten or twenty years, it was like a haze, like a fairyland.

However, the copper earthquake field is still difficult to understand, after all, people in this world have not seen what is called air pollution.

"Let's do what Ren Fuyi said." The Empress decided, in this respect, Ren Baqian had more insights than they did.

Tong Zhenye nodded.

Then Tong Zhenye looked at Ren Baqian with a weird look ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and made Ren Baqian feel hairy.

"What's wrong?" Ren Baqian was unknown.

"The old man's story about Ren Fuzhe heard from Tonglan. The shame of Ren Fuzhe is quite like that of the old man." Tong Zhenye said with a look of praise. But the fool could see that his eyes were full of contempt.

A few days ago, His Majesty recruited Tonglan into the palace, saying that it was sparring, and Tong Zhenye didn't think much. Regardless of Tonglan's young age, it is no problem to hit three or five with 8,000 in one hand.

But when Tongfu ate, he asked casually, and when he heard what happened in the afternoon in Tonglan, he sprayed directly.

Not to mention him, even the other people in Tongfu were shocked.

In front of His Majesty, or facing a ten-year-old child, it was so shameless. Not only dare to mention the Qinglou, but also threaten to say such things as not paying back the money, it was an eye-opener.

"Where, Xiaguan is far worse than Master Copper." Ren Baqian immediately humbled his face.