Great Qin Empress's Infrastructure Handbook

Chapter 97
"What do you want?" Ying Zheng unconsciously said a little louder.

"Map, isn't it missing?" Zhao Qingrui asked suspiciously.

"What are you doing with the map?" The map is an important military secret, and it is impossible to take it out easily, and I don't know what this girl wants to do. Really, it comes out as soon as you think about it.

"I want to see if there are any volcanoes in Daqin, and I want to get some volcanic ash." Zhao Qingrui looked at Yingzheng eagerly, and she had seen what the map of Daqin looked like.

"I remember the description in the Book of Mountains and Seas that there is a weak water and deep abyss under Kunlun Mountain, and there is a mountain of flames outside of it, and it is easy to throw things. Is it the volcano you are looking for?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Basically, I'm looking for those volcanoes that have erupted before. I need volcanic ash to make some cement, so I want to get a map to see if I can find the location of the volcano." Zhao Qingrui nodded. She knew that ancient maps were very important. Ordinary maps They are all in the hands of the palace and generals, and others have hardly seen them at all.

If her father hadn't been the emperor, she wouldn't have come to him.

"These are just legends, so they can't be taken as real." Ying Zheng said helplessly. He had never seen such a burning volcano before, so he just thought it was just a legend.

"There is no record on the map?" Zhao Qingrui said disappointedly, the old man didn't believe it at all, probably there is no record on the map.

"No, what did you get that cement for?" Ying Zheng asked curiously. The things my daughter made should not be simple.

"It's used to build a house. It seems that the cement can't be made, and I don't know if the red bricks can be made. Dad, you should do your work first, and I'll find a way first."

The resident over there is her own territory, so she can come here as comfortably as she can. Now that her father is the emperor, she doesn't have to worry so much.

In her previous life, there was a brick kiln in her hometown village, and it happened that she knew the structure of the brick kiln.

Ying Zheng raised his hand, wanting to stop the girl, but the girl ran too fast and disappeared in an instant.

After drawing the blueprint of the brick kiln overnight, Zhao Qingrui called the people he brought over who were good at building, and explained to them how to build the brick kiln.

Among the few Zhuangzi given by my father before, there is also an empty barren hill. The barren hill is quite big, and the soil there is just right.

Zhao Qingrui took them there directly, and if there were not enough people, they recruited the head of Guizhou at the foot of the mountain, and they had enough food.

Xie Peiyun and the others had already produced the first edition of the newspaper. When Zhao Qingrui came back, Shang Lian brought these first editions of the newspaper.

For the first edition of the newspaper, Zhao Qingrui needs the newspaper to be exciting enough to attract more people and make the newspaper more meaningful.

The first edition was made by these people under her, and the content on it is very rich, but it is not exciting enough, it can only be said that it is full of dry goods.

In addition to these dry goods, she also wanted to have some entertainment pages. They hadn't seen these things before, so they couldn't write them.

Zhao Qingrui scratched her head, and dryly told them two comic sketches they had seen in modern times that were more educational, and let them make up the next ones by themselves.

She really doesn't have the talent for storytelling, especially those jokes, which I thought were funny when I read them before, but when I tell them from my own mouth, the taste changes.

Xie Peiyun carefully memorized what Zhao Qingrui said. Although what Zhao Qingrui said was not very good, he thought it was very interesting. If you go back and polish it, these stories will definitely be widely spread.

"When writing this kind of joke story in the future, we must use vernacular, so that everyone can understand it as much as possible." Zhao Qingrui said seriously.

"No." Xie Peiyun carefully wrote down, he knew Zhao Qingrui's purpose, she wanted to popularize education.

With Zhao Qingrui's guidance, the first edition of the newspaper was finally finalized.

Zhao Qingrui started to get people to print newspapers. She temporarily had [-] copies of the first edition printed, and the price was not high, three and a half dollars.

The paper was provided by the Mo family, and no money was charged at the beginning, just to test Zhao Qingrui's waters.

Zhao Qingrui took the first edition of the newspaper to Wangyi Palace, and let his father have a look at it first, so that he knew what to expect.

"So big?" The newspaper unfolded, really startling Ying Zheng.

"Fortunately, if the characters produced by the current equipment are not too large, I would like to make this newspaper smaller. If the movable type printing is made too small, the printed characters will be blurred and cannot be read clearly. .” Zhao Qingrui said sadly.

"Take a look, what do you think of this newspaper? Give me some advice." Zhao Qingrui looked at Ying Zheng expectantly.

Ying Zheng unfolded and looked carefully. There were quite a lot of content on it, from the interpretation of government orders, the interpretation of the laws of the Qin Dynasty, to the small tricks that can be used in life, and jokes, and they were written in a small grid The content and rewards of the solicitation of essays and so on.

A newspaper contains quite a lot of content.

After more than 20 minutes, he finished reading the above content, and Ying Zheng leaned comfortably on the stool. Such a newspaper is indeed a good choice to pass the time in his spare time.

"This newspaper is not bad. It's my daughter who can do it. She can come up with such a method." Ying Zheng said proudly.

If he had known that the little girl was so capable, he should have called her to Xianyang earlier.

Thinking that his daughter was raised in Jingshui Pavilion all these years, Ying Zheng felt like he had missed a hundred million.

"I didn't come up with this, I saw others do it." Zhao Qingrui said calmly.

"How is it? Can it be published?" She and Yin Man have checked the newspaper many times, and there should be no problem.

"No problem, let's send it." Ying Zheng nodded. This is the girl's first career, and he must support it. Tomorrow, she will find someone to trust her, so as not to lose her face if she can't sell it.

Zhao Qingrui immediately felt relieved if there was an old father.

In the early morning of the second day, Zhao Qingrui had already made arrangements. On the streets of Xianyang, there were a few more places selling newspapers. These people held simple loudspeakers in their hands.

"Daqin Weekly, don't miss it when you pass by, it only costs three and a half taels."

"Do you want to know the decree issued by His Majesty? Do you want to know the laws of Daqin? It's all in the Daqin weekly newspaper."

"Want to know the recent major events in Daqin? The Daqin Weekly will take you into Shanglinyuan to learn about new grains."

The sound from the loudspeaker spread far away, especially from the loud voices, and a large crowd of onlookers gathered at once.

Daqin doesn't have much entertainment at all, except for eating, he sleeps every day.

Zhao Qingrui used to tease Confucianism before, but it was almost ruined by those who were too idle, and it is still a topic of conversation after dinner.

Now, there was finally another excitement to watch, and these people gathered around at once.

(End of this chapter)