Steam Daming: Stop calling me to supervise the country

Chapter 4. The First Step of the Industrial Revolution and the Rubbish Goldfinger

As an excellent auto mechanic, Zhu Zhanchang originally opened a small repair shop with his cousin. After graduating from high school, he went to learn to repair cars. He has been doing it for more than six years, which can be regarded as a little technical.

He is extremely interested in mechanical technology and is willing to endure hardships, so he can be considered to have learned all of his master's craftsmanship.

For the mechanical principle, although he has not undergone professional study, he still understands the simple principle, which is very helpful for him to make steam.

Lying on the soft bed, Zhu Zhanchang thought about what to do.

"Money, you have to make money first. The principle of steam engines is not difficult, but the basic craftsmanship of this era is incomparable with modern times. Even tools that seem simple in modern times, there are not enough craftsmanship here to make them, let alone Speaking of molds."

Only when he gets money can he support him to develop a steam engine. This is a development from scratch. Even if you know the principle, you have to keep trying and failing to make it.

When he thinks of money, Zhu Zhanchang thinks of his fat father. As the Prince of Ming Dynasty, although he is frugal, the financial resources he controls are extremely huge.

If you want someone to come up with money to invest in you, even if it's your own father, you have to come up with something to show him.

If you can't do PPT, you have to do it in kind.

"Chu'er, Chu'er."

Zhu Zhanchang shouted in the room, Chu'er blushed, calling her this evening, she thought it was the son who had grown up, but when she thought that her son was less than ten years old, it was a little too early for her to mature.

As a personal maid, she lived in Zhu Zhanchang's room at night. At this time, she walked timidly to the bed in light clothes and saluted: "Master, are you calling me?"

The moonlight was shining brightly through the window, and the silver and white on the ground fell. It also passed through the girl's light clothes. The warm wind blew in a timely manner. The clothes were close to her body. The shadows under the moonlight were exquisite and delicate. A pink peach blossom bloomed on this midsummer night.

"Chu'er, bring me a teapot."

"what?"

"Ah what? Come on."

Chu'er blushed even more, feeling more lonely, and Fei also fetched a clay pot with warm tea.

"It's not this kind, it's the kind of iron kettle that can boil water."

Chu Er ran to the kitchen again to get an iron kettle. As soon as the iron kettle arrived, Zhu Zhanchang started to boil water, took out paper and pen and fiddled with it all night.

Chu Er looked at Zhu Zhanchang, who was carefully observing the boiling water, and began to wonder if his son had any special hobbies.

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In the school the next day, Zhu Zhanchang flipped through the book in front of him. It was the Analects of Confucius. The four books and five classics of ancient students must be thoroughly familiar with the four books and five classics. Great sleep.

Xiaosheng and Chuer, who were waiting outside the door, began to mutter: "Sister Chuer, I heard that there was a lot of movement in the room yesterday evening, congratulations to my sister."

If a maid of this era can be chosen by the master, especially in this youthful age, it will be very lucky. As the first woman of the prince, people are more or less emotional.

"Xiaosheng, don't talk nonsense, the young master is not even ten years old. Last night, the young master asked me to take a kettle and boil water in the room."

Xiaosheng said in surprise: "Huh? Burned the water all night?"

Chu Er nodded and sighed helplessly: "Yeah, I got water all over the place."

"Why is this?"

"I don't know either, but when I saw the young master boiling water and the lid of the pot was opened, I was very excited."

Xiaosheng pointed to his head: "Young master, could it be..."

"Don't talk nonsense, the son is smart. I see that in this group of princes, apart from His Royal Highness Taisun, we are the smartest son."

Although I don't think there's something wrong with my son's brain, it was really hard to explain last night. If he doesn't love the country or the beauty, he just likes to look at the lid of the pot and water, which is unheard of for ages.

The prince was free today, so he went to the school to supervise.

Just now he arrived at the door, and when he looked inside, he saw Zhu Zhanchang who was sleeping, and angered him and walked in.

Seeing that his father was coming, the third brother Zhu Zhanyong pulled Raju Zhanyong's clothes, but Zhu Zhanyong, who was sleeping, showed no sign of waking up until he felt severe pain in his ear and was pulled by Zhu Gaochi. He stood up with his ears open.

As soon as I got up, my anger came up, and when I saw that I was still fat, I immediately died: "Dad, Dad, it hurts, it hurts."

Zhu Gaochi took him to the front of the school.

"If you don't read the book of sages, you fall asleep in class. Your mother taught you a lesson yesterday, and you don't regret changing it. Today I have to teach you a good lesson." As he said that, he picked up the teacher's ruler.

Just two days after crossing over, he was beaten twice. Zhu Zhanchang sighed that his life was hard. In ancient times, people really didn't stop when they beat children. Fortunately, the fat father was not physically strong.

"Father, take a rest first." Zhu Zhanchang supported his fat father in turn.

Zhu Gaochi angrily handed the ruler to his eunuch: "Come on, keep hitting me."

The eunuch knelt down with a plop: "Prince, you can spare the little one, the son is so precious, how can you make it happen?"

"Call you to fight, you fight."

The eunuch took the ruler tremblingly, knelt down and hit Zhu Zhanchang lightly, saying something in his mouth: "Five masters, don't blame me."

"I didn't eat if I tried hard." Zhu Gaochi looked at the fake eunuch and became even more angry.

The eunuch immediately threw the ruler and kowtowed: "Prince, please forgive me."

Zhu Gaochi got angry, kicked the eunuch away, and picked up the ruler again.

"Father, slow down."

Seeing that Zhu Gaochi was about to fight again, a loud voice came from the school, and he looked up to see that it was his third brother who stopped him.

Sure enough, it is still a mother's compatriot who is deeply in love, and the third brother, who usually looks at the mean, still knows that he will give his younger brother a head start.

"Zhan Yong, what do you want to say?"

Zhu Zhanyong said righteously: "Father, it's wrong for the fifth brother to sleep in the school, but the school is for knowledge. If the fifth brother learns to sleep for a while, it's okay. Father might as well take a test at the school. ."

"Are you helping me or hurting me." Zhu Zhanchang had countless black lines on his forehead.

Zhu Gaochi picked up the Analects and casually opened a page.

"The Master said: If you are not serious, you will not be powerful, and your studies will not be firm. The Lord is loyal and trustworthy, and those who are not as good as themselves without friends will back them up."

"Yes, don't be afraid to change."

Zhu Zhanchang blurted out, but he was shocked. He knew some of the contents of the Analects. After all, he had undergone nine years of compulsory education, but he did not know this sentence.

Also surprised was Zhu Gaochi, his son, who didn't like to learn and playful, actually memorized it, and he was so proficient.

"Ziqin asked Yu Zigong: "Master, if he is a state, he must hear about its government, and ask for it, or whether to agree with it?"

"Zigong said: Master is gentle, kind, respectful, frugal, and accommodating to get it. What is the Master's request for, is it different from what people ask for?"

Now Zhu Zhanchang himself was stunned, did he have the ability to remember?Is this my golden finger?

It's useful to say it's useful, but I don't read or take exams, so what's the use of letting me remember these poems?Is it possible to change the existing line and policy to take the top spot in the future?

That's not right, I'm a prince, what's the use of taking the first-scholar exam? It's not as good as my father's title to me as a king.

Now Zhu Gaochi lost his excuse to beat his son, and was a little embarrassed.

Not being able to control so much, Zhu Zhanchang said with a smile on his face, "Father, I'll show you a good baby."

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